A/n:
It's that dreaded time again. Cora is bored, Soo I'm writing a new story!
Yeah.. I'm crazy. You know you love it.
Story Summary: Max Ride is a country girl, with a strong love for her family and friends. Fang's a city slicker, never spent a day of his life in the country. What happen's when Fang has to move to Texas and meets Max? Will they hit it off? Or Will She Hate him?
Dun Dun Dun! Woooooo! I get to be my little happy self in this story :) Boo yah!
So without Further Ado,
I give you!
Chapter 1
She's Country
Max P.O.V.
"Max" A little voice whispered into my left ear.
"Maxxxxxxx" Another voice joined in on my right ear.
"MAX!" Two voices SCREAMED at once. I sat bolt up-right in my bed and instantly regreated it. Bright sunlight was seeping in through my bay window. I closed my eyes and shot out both hands, grabbing two skinny arms.
"Five seconds" I barely breathed. I relaxed my grip on both arms and giggles filled the air as small footsteps pounded out of my room. I counted to five in my head before leaping out of bed and pounding down the hallway, sliding left and right on the hardwood floor in my socked feet.
Remind me to never wear them to bed again.
"Angel! Gazzy!" I screamed my younger siblings names. Giggles formed in the air up ahead and I heard feet running down the stairs. I continued running down the hallway, dodging two white open doors, nearly getting a doorhandle in my stomach.
I turned to the right and stopped dead at the top of the stairs. I bent over and placed my hands on my knees, panting like a fat guy who just walk three steps. Man, I really got to lay off them cookies.
"But they're so delicious" Devil-Max whispered into my ear. I nodded and sighed and started jogging down our also hardwood stairs. Dang, was everything in our house made out of something slippery?
I heard a giggle behind me and I stopped on my step and turned my head up slightly just as a blur of blonde and pink shoved me hard. I felt my feet graze the edge of the step and myself start to fall backwards. It would've of been just fine, that is if my ass didn't hit every step on the way down.
Talk about an ouchy.
"Fuck!" I semi-screamed as my head connected with the wall.
"Watch your language!" My mom screamed from somewhere in the house.
"It's english!" I shouted back as two sets of blonde hair and blue eyes appeared in front of my vision.
My little brother and sister. Angel and Gazzy. Don't you dare think they're sweet and innocent. The horns hold up the halos darling. They're twins of seven years old and they both have there sweet moments, but like most little kids, they like to cause hell.
Angel with her blonde curls and blue eyes, is going through a pink faze. Seriously, everthing in her room, including the walls, is pink. Pink bed, pink pillow, pink clothes. It's enough to make someone barf. Ick.
Gazzy, With his dyed blue and blonde mohawk, likes to blow things up. Simple as that. Put in him a locked room with just jello and a string and he'd fiqure out how to blow the place up.
"Not so fast" I said, pulling myself to my feet. I watched as they both giggles and slapped highfives. I smirked at them and reached down and grabbed both by one of their ankles.
They screamed in protest as I shook them lightly.
"Max! Stop!" Gazzy screamed then giggled. I shook my head.
"Don't think so kid" I said, pulling our back screen door open, revealing our five foot deep inground pool. More screams of protest filled the air as I stepped by the edge of pool.
"One" I said, swinging them slowly forward
"Two" I said, swinging them a little faster backwards.
"Three!" I shouted as I let go of Angel and Gazzy's ankles. They soared through the air like little blonde birds before landing with a splash right in the middle of the pool. Water splashed up onto the ground as two sputtering heads broke the surface.
I smiled and let my eyes wonder to the miles and miles of Texas land, streaching out behind our yard. The air smelt of lilac and freshly mowed grass. It smelt like home.
Every Family Has A Story...
Welcome To Ours.
A/n:
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No it might not seem country, But it's gonna get there. But it's not gonna be one of those cliche stories. Ick
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-Cora.