I sat down on the lone park bench in the park in ol' Jasper, Nevada. I started to draw and enjoy the quiet when a man, no older than 18, with dark brown hair with matching eyes walked up.
"May I sit with you?" he asked.
"Sure," I mumbled as I continued to draw. I assumed he was just going to leave me alone. I was wrong.
"What are you drawing?"
"A car I saw in a street race." A nice red European sports car; he leaned over to look then smirked.
"That's my car." He said after taking a glance.
"So you're the one winning all those races?" I asked and looked up. He leaned back and put his hands behind his head like he was trying (and failing) to look cool.
"Yeah; it's a piece of cake." He said.
"Then obviously you haven't raced Jack." I met him in school and heard about his racing skills.
"I have, neither of us won."
"Why?"
"I'd rather not say."
"Protecting your ego I see." I smirked.
"Besides my looks it's my best feature." I pushed him just enough for him to almost fall off the bench.
"Yeah keep dreaming."
"So what's your name?" he asked out of the blue.
"Shayla, what's yours?"
"Kno-I mean Kamrin." He slipped on his words.
"Well it was nice meeting you, Kamrin. See you later." I said and got up to leave.
"Maybe we could meet again someday?" he asked hopefully.
"Tomorrow same time?" I smiled. He nodded and we went our separate ways.
I just love writing Transformers fanfics 3 So this is a Transformers: Prime fanfic btw.