(A/N) Hello! So this is the first chapter where they're actually going to be on TV! So I'm gonna explain some stuff about this really quickly!

IF YOU AREN'T READING THE AUTHOR'S NOTE READ THIS PART IT'S IMPORTANT!!! (Excuse me for my caps lock abuse. *Pats caps lock key*)

Each episode will be held over the timeframe of one week.

There will be 3 parts to each episode, all split up.

I was thinking that after every episode I'd do "reviews" on websites about the show, and I'd put in little bloopers or something. The only reason why I'd want to do this is to give me and you a break from writing all drama. (Trust me, from here on out it's gonna be very VERY dramatic, so I just thought it'd be nice to have some silly little things.) So let me know what you think about this.

Angel is going to be really mean in this, and if you don't like that… sorry.

I ALSO READ FANG! If anyone wants to discuss this with me, I just want to let you know that if you LOVED the book, you will not enjoy messaging me about it.

Sorry this (A/N) was so long, but it was really important.

Max POV

We just arrived at our mansion, and I could feel my jaw drop. It was incredible. It had to have at least fifteen different rooms, and it was so beautiful. The Victorian-style home stretched much higher into the sky than our beaten up house. I was dimly aware of the camera crew zooming in on me and my Family's face, but at that point I didn't care. I didn't know a place could be so huge and so pretty.

The best part? I would be living here. Yeah. Incredible, right?

"You're catching flies." Gazzy muttered and I glared at him before shutting my mouth. He cringed and I smiled at him to let him know I wasn't really mad at him. "This place is amazing, though." Gazzy said, gazing at the huge structure once more.

I sneaked a peak at the other Family and saw them sitting there, totally nonchalant. Angel was staring at the place with something like distaste swimming in her eyes. I couldn't help myself from asking, "Aren't you guys at least a little bit excited to be living here?"

"Our real home is pretty similar to this, so it's not that big of a deal," Angel stated, sounding bored. "But it's alright. Not at nice as our home. Ours is three stories. Much better." She sighed dramatically, inspecting her nails.

Alright? Alright? My real house was just a step up from living in a freaking trailer and she thinks this is alright? "You're so…" Ugh. Rich snobs.

"What?" Fang asked darkly as his little sister walked over to stand next to him and Iggy.

I stared him down and said hotly, "You guys are so ungrateful! Don't you know that some people are living on the streets? And you say this is 'okay, not the greatest, but it's okay'. You're so incredibly ignorant!" I said, whirling around.

"Chill, Max." Iggy rolled his eyes. "Just because we-"

"You don't know what it's like to have to wake up every morning and not be sure if you have enough food to feed everyone! You guys live in a house like this, and we just got out of a homeless shelter two years ago!" I shouted at them, aware of the fact that I might have been overreacting, but not really caring.

Nudge broke in, and for once, she was talking quietly, "She's right." Her eyes were swimming with tears and she blinked them away before continuing, "You guys are so lucky. You don't even need the money, and it's really selfish of you to take that chance away from people who actually need it."

Angel shook her head before saying menacingly, "You're an idiot. Just because some people buy your sap story doesn't mean I will. So what, you guys are poor, whose fault is that? It's not ours for wanting to have fun… If you guys can't get jobs and make money, don't blame us for being rich. So you should just shut up and stop whining, you're so freaking annoying."

Nudge was crying a little bit harder. She hated it when people yelled at her, or when people treated her badly. Who did this girl think she was? I walked over to her stiffly before whispering menacingly, "You don't talk to my Family like that." I literally spat on her and shoved her before walking over to where Gazzy was trying to cheer up Nudge.

Angel shrieked at me, "You did not just do that!"

"If I did, you wouldn't be able to do anything about it. 'So you should just shut up and stop whining, you're sooooooo freaking annoying.'" I mocked her as I flipped her off before taking the key from Fang's hand and walking into the house.

It was ten times more unbelievable once we stepped inside. "Wow…" I breathed, and I heard Nudge bubbling about how gorgeous it was. It was modern, yet totally classic.

Gazzy, Nudge, and I were all running around, checking out every room. Once we got to the game room though, Gazzy grinned and said, "Sweet," before staying in there and inspecting all the gaming systems and pool table.

After a few minutes, I called to Gazzy, "C'mon, we gotta go pick our rooms!" We all thundered up the steps before opening the door to every room. To my surprise, some of them had names on them.

The first one was Angel. I crinkled my nose in distaste before opening the door and seeing a room full of pink and fluffy things. "How ironic is that. A perfectly adorable room for such a monster." My Family agreed with me before we crossed the hall to Gazzy's room.

His face lit up, and I wished wistfully that I could have given a room at home like this. A flat screen TV was mounted on the wall and he even had a mini fridge. "Is it okay if we leave you here?" I teased. He nodded, totally rapt.

We passed Iggy's room and I was about to move on when I saw Nudge open the door. Inside was a bunch of… fire related stuff. Matches, chemicals, firecrackers. "Holy crap, he's gonna blow this whole place up!" I exclaimed, staring at all the explosives.

Nudge giggled delightedly. "Probably!"

We got to Nudge's room, and she opened the door. When she saw the inside, she literally lifted her hand to her mouth in shock. "Oh…" She whispered, walking in. Delicate crystal balls were dangling from the ceiling, casting rainbows all over the silver furnishings.

"It's very… you." I observed. She nodded, and I don't think I'd ever seen Nudge so quiet.

I closed the door before walking and finding my own room. Hesitantly, I opened the door. When I saw my room, I couldn't help but grin. The white walls were splattered with paint, and various words were written in the walls with black paint. I glanced around and saw a huge black paint marker, and I realized that I could write more on the walls if I wished.

Grabbing the marker, I wrote, "MAX" on the wall, surprised that they hadn't put my own name up there. But then again, maybe they wanted me to write it myself. Hesitantly, I walked out of my room, worried that if I left it, when I came back it wouldn't be the same.

I walked down the hall, wanting to explore the rest of the house. What I hadn't anticipated was finding "Fang" scrawled across a door and the overwhelming desire to open it.

Curiosity killed the cat. I told myself, trying to walk away from the door. Well, it's a good thing you're not a cat… I thought as I opened the door just a sliver.

I was expecting black walls and black furnishings and fake blood and other creepy stuff, however, that wasn't what the room looked like. Sure, some of the furniture was gothic looking, but his room wasn't all that creepy. If my room wasn't so awesome, I'd probably be jealous.

Quickly, I tried to retreat before Fang noticed I cracked open the door, but I heard him sigh and ask, "What do you want?"

I opened the door and walked inside, cheeks flushing, feeling slightly embarrassed that I'd been caught. "Just… never mind." I finished hastily, already backing out of the room when a caption on his laptop caught my eye.

In large print across the top the words Welcome to Fang's Blog! were written. I could feel my jaw slackening in disbelief. Surely this Fang wasn't the one who made the news several years ago? Surely this Fang wasn't the one who grew up abused along with his little sister and brother? Surely this Fang wasn't the one who had gone through the same past as me?

"You… you're reading that, right?" Please say yes, please say yes, please say-

"No." He interrupted my mental chanting, amusement in his dark eyes. "I wrote this. You know, Angel isn't as bad as she seems."

I scowled and snapped, "I doubt that. But what do you mean?"

"We all have our shells. Acting like a brat is hers. Just like you pretend to be so tough when you sometimes wish you didn't have to be." He said simply, and even though I wished I couldn't, I got his point.

Fang hid everything. He didn't say much around a lot of people.

Nudge is a bubbly person, yes, but sometimes she surrounds herself in a false sense of optimism, happiness, and security.

Gazzy could take anything that was thrown at him, and admit it bugged him but then let it go.

Iggy had a wry sense of humor and an ironic way of looking at life.

We all had our flaws, and we all acted so falsely. However, something tells me that being on the big screen is going to bring out everyone's true nature, whether that's a good thing…

Or something really, really bad.

(A/N) If you didn't read the A/N at the top, please do!