Thanks for the reviews guys! I've gotten so many (well a lot for me) about reviews and people adding my story to a chapter list thingy.

All day I've been thinking of ways to word the next chapter, and civics class was were I got my idea. Thank you boring civics teacher, it gives me time to think.

Thanks to MaxandFang101, I now know how to add chapters with ease. So thank you for that :)

Also, their names that they tell people are:

Max: Maxine, but still Max

Fang: Nick

Iggy: Jeff

Nudge: Crystal

Gazzy: Timothy/Timmy (I don't know how to spell that name that begins with a 'Z' in the books so I changed it to Timmy.

Angel: Ariel

And their parents do know their actual names

Now back to the story

Max POV

I came downstairs in a Green Day shirt I bought when I went to their concert with my friends, and a denim skirt. Usually I would say "Screw my mom I'm staying the way I am" but I figured the neighbors should know I'm really not a criminal or something, that I'm just not much of a people person.

But the Converse where staying on.

I walked out of my room and downstairs to see mom, dad, Ella, Gazzy and Angel waiting for me, mom was holding a plate of chocolate chip cookies she baked. They where all dressed up for them, so the looks on their faces where not pleasant when I walked into the kitchen

"Maximum Ride, what on earth are you wearing?" Mom said disapprovingly"

"Hey, you're just lucky I even have a form of skirt on" I replied "and those neighbors are pretty damn lucky I even brushed my hair." I always brush my hair for school and stuff, but for new neighbors? It's not like it's a formal ball or anything special.

"Watch your language missy" I rolled my eyes 'missy?' "I guess that's fine, lets just hope they don't think your some kind of juvenile delinquent."

Ella laughed "Mom, its just the neighbors, lets go." Thank you Ella I thought. Next to me, Ella wasn't the biggest fan of the whole dressy thing. She was very athletic and sporty, so dresses and skirts weren't her think either.

Though, unlike me, she sucks it up and deals with it.

"Grab a coat it might be chilly" My mom was so weird

"Mom, its August" I looked at her and raised my eyebrows

"Least a think sweater to cover that creepy shirt"

"Mom! Are you -" Ella cut me off by elbowing me in the side. She gave me a look that said 'save it' so I let it go.

We walked over to the house next door and rang the doorbell. It was exactly like ours, except theirs had a hint of grey in the color, ours was pure white.

On each house their where two balconies, one on each side of the front. It looked weird but I could deal, I got the other room with the balcony.

Anyway, whoever got the balcony closest to our house would be sorry. I was in my room most of the time which means my music is blasted at full volume most of the time.

And if it's nice out, with the balcony door and windows open.

I've had a few hundred complaint calls.

I young woman opened the door. She was tall, had shiny, dark brown hair. She has a skirt and blouse on. And heals, did she have someplace nice to be?

The answer would be no. Weird.

My mom's face lit up "Hi! Welcome to the neighborhood!" She handed her the plate of cookies. The woman's face lit up. "Mark, F-Nick, Crystal, Jeff! Get down here!"

Fnick?

"Kathleen, what is it?" A tall skinny man with short blonde hair came out. He saw us and smiled

"Oh, are you our new neighbors?" He asked "Hi, we're the Stone family" the three kids came around the hallway corner "I'm Mark, this is my wife Kathleen, and our three children, Nick, Crystal, and Jeff."

Nick wasn't quite what I expected. He had shaggy black hair, was dressed completely in black, surprisingly obsidian eyes. He was very tall. Not what the usual person looks like in this neighborhood.

Crystal was in a frilly pink dress, had crazy curly brown hair, and a huge smile on her face.

Jeff was wearing dress pants, and a polo shirt. He was extremely tall, and had spiky strawberry-blond hair. He was looking at us, but his eyes where slightly above our heads. I looked behind me…hmm, nothing here. That's strange.

The weird thing, all three of them looked a bit familiar, I thought about it, but couldn't tell from where. Do I know them? If I do, where could I have possible seen them?

"Hi, were the Martinez and Ride family" My mom started "I'm Valencia, this is my husband Jeb, and our kids, Max-ine, Ella, Timothy, and Ariel" Way to go mom! Don't spill the secret

I could tell she was about to say Maximum. She let the 'X' run at the end of Max right when she realized what she almost said. Luckily she caught herself. That would have been weird.

All of us kids just stood there awkwardly looking at each other. There was no way those three where related by blood, they look nothing like each other, or their parents.

The adults had a small conversation, and apparently they're all coming over for dinner tonight. I sighed. Please no, please no, please no…

There, hoped you liked it.

Sorry, but I wont be able to update for a few days so, in the next chapter it will be Fang's point of view on the flock meeting. I wont overlap the point of views as much as the story goes on but I just want to get in how both Max and Fang feel when they meet each other. But it will be the dinner party thing in the next chapter, and how Max and Fang notice each other at first.

Please leave comments on how to make the story better :).

~XxIgnorancexX~