A/n: This is a story I wrote a while ago. I can't put up the other one I'm working on right now, so I figured I'd put this one up. It's my first story, so please go easy on me! Review and let me know if I should continue. Thanks! xxHeartBrokenxx

Alex's POV

I sat in the car, looking out the window. I couldn't believe my parents were making me move to Australia! Max flicked Justin in the ear, and Justin started yelling, yet again. I groaned.

"When will we be there?" I whined for about the 17th time over Max and Justin's bickering.

"When we get there!" Dad said, annoyed.

"And that will be when?" I questioned, rolling my eyes.

"In about thirty minutes," Mom said, looking over her shoulder at us from the front seat. "Max! Justin! Could you please be quiet?"

"He keeps flicking me!" Justin yelled, pushing Max.

Uh! Why did our new house have to be so far away from the Airport? I slipped my earbuds into my ears, turned my ipod on, and blasted the music up loud enough to drown out Max, Justin, and Mom's argument. Thirty more minutes of this? Kill me!

Justin's POV

"Boys, enough!" Mom yelled, turning back towards the road. "Both of you be quiet until we get there!"

I sighed in frustration, and leaned back in my chair. I looked at Alex and saw she was listening to her ipod.

"Turn your music down!" I said, ready to jump out a window.

She didn't respond, just kept bopping her head and quietly singing along.

"Hey! Alex!" I said, shoving her.

She took one earbud out. "What!" She said, vehemently.

"Turn the music down!" I said, annoyed.

"Why should I?" She spat back.

"Because I'm older then you!"

"So? I'm stronger then you!"

"Psh! You wish!"

This started another argument, slightly louder then the last.

"That's it! I can't take it anymore!" Dad yelled, pulling into a gas station and turning off the car. "We're staying here until everyone cools off!" He pulled the keys out of the ignition, and got out of the car, slamming the door behind him.

"I hope you're happy," Mom said, opening her door and getting out.

"Good job Alex," I muttered.

"Oh, so what, now you're blaming me?" She yelled.

"Yeah! I am! This is your fault!"

"What? How is it my fault?"

By this time Max had already gotten out of the car, it was just me and Alex left.

"You're the one who turned your music up too loud!" I yelled.

"I only did because you kept whining about Max!" She screamed, getting out of the car and walking into the Gas Station. I got out and followed her in, making my way to the drinks.