All characters are made by the director!
Don't hate me but I make Sam suffer a bit and make some characters trigger happy...
This is a Mech/Human story so you no like, you no have to read.
Few things:
1) Sam is 14 and is a Junior (Yes, smart Sam)
2) Mikaela is a big sister figure, Will and Epps and others are trigger happy (Don't blame me and my messed up mind)
3) Sam met Will and Epps when he was 10
4) Sam has ADHD, Hemophilia and Asthma... Don't kill me!
Beep! Beep! Beep!
As the alarm went off from the hand made clock that rested innocently on a wooden night stand, a pale hand had gently tapped the off button that rested on top of it. From the queen sized bed, a small body moved under the soft blue covers as the blanket was slowly removed to reveal a small boy who was no older than fourteen with flat brown hair, a single stand of silver on the right side, and blue round doe like eyes which were currently glazed with sleep and dizziness. As the teen looked at his hand made clock, it revealed that it was only about six in the morning. The teen sighed as he rubbed his eyes and slowly got up as to not make his dizziness anymore worse and slowly made his way to his bedroom door. Samuel James Witwicky would only find out that to this day, his life was nothing but than soon to be chaos.
'Geez' was the first word that came into mind as Sam shook his head to rid of the drowsiness that still remained since he had awoken. 'I need to sleep more early, well at least its a Friday, I'll have hours to sleep. I can't stand being on the other end of both Miles' and Mikaela's worries, that would just be the definition of hell on earth.' He thought as he shivered at the thought of a pissed off Mikaela and Miles, he continued his trek down the stairs that seemed to be so endless at the moment. He loved both his older brother figure and sister figure but sometimes they can be just too much for him to handle. If you ever saw how they treated him, well, you would laugh your ass off big time.
Once reaching the bottom of the flight of stairs, Sam had went straight to the kitchen and looked around for a certain Chihuahua that would run off in the morning. Looking about in the room, he saw that his dog Mojo was outside in their back yard, he laughed silently as he saw that Mojo was on the lawn, oh how his dad would have a field day with this. His dad and his mom were known to be over dramatic when it came with the lawn grass and the flowers planted around the house. IT was a wonder how he didn't manage to get a fetish from them.
Shaking his head, he carried on with what he was about to do, but he was only stopped when a hand had placed itself on his left shoulder, looking behind him, he saw his mom, Judith Witwicky or also known as Judy Witwicky standing behind him with a smile. Right behind his mother was his father Ronald Witwicky or also known as Ron Witwicky. Both parents smiled at their fourteen year old son, even though he may look like a twelve year old, he was still fourteen and a smart child at that, it explains why he was in his junior years instead of being a freshmen. Now don't get Sam's parents wrong, they're proud to have a smart child, but they just want him to be a bit spoiled every now and then and they want to spoil him as much as they can. They couldn't do even that because their son was the most stubborn born Witwicky in history, and that was saying something.
It was one thing to say no to a Witwicky but to flat out disagree was something that should never be done to a Witwicky, even if your life or the world depended on it.
Sam smiled at his parents and looked back at the kitchen where he was about to continue his little task if it wasn't for his mom stopping him. HE always wondered why his parents try to spoil him when they know it wont work.
"Now honey, why don't you go upstairs and get ready while me and your dad get breakfast ready, its a Friday so relax, and make sure to take your medicine ok?" She said as she gave her son a stern look.
Sam sighed as he nodded his head, he refused to take any medication for his other illnesses except for his hemophilia. He was born as a sickly child and had to be homeschooled for the most part of his elementary times. He wasn't allowed to leave the house unless someone was with him and he also was to be on strict medication. If only it was that easy, it was difficult when he was a child, but it was much more difficult now.
"Ok, I'll let you cook today." Sam sighed as he didn't want to argue, he would have, but he was still dizzy and he needed to take his meds so he was off.
As the young teen walked up the stairs, he didn't see how his mom had gotten out a baseball bat and how she looked at his dad with such a glare that it made the man cower. "Now, how much are you paying for his car dear?" Judy said as she stalked towards her husband who was frozen in fear as the woman he married stalked towards him like a predator. He didn't know why he married the woman but it was that dangerous feel to her that got him falling head over heels for her.
He didn't get to answer her as he was face to face with a bat.
Meanwhile with Sam, he was already finished with taking a shower and had then taken his medicine. He looked around to find his backpack and his project for class and took the glasses of his grandfather Archibald Witwicky with him. He didn't want to leave it anywhere, feeling as though he was going to need it much later. He also took his two thousand dollars that he had to pay for the other half of the car that he and his dad were going to get. Even though he had a bank account that held ten thousand dollars and a stash of money that had twenty thousand dollars in his room, he never bothered using it for much, thinking that saving up would be good.
He sighed again as he packed all of his things in his bag, he wore a blue flannel, a plain white shirt underneath and faded blue jeans to go with it. As he finished packing, he headed downstairs and went to the kitchen to find his mother putting out plates, each with an omelet and bacons to go with it. He sat down across form his dad and saw said man shivering a bit but thought of it as nothing.
If only he knew what his mother had done to him when he was gone. There was a reason why all the rooms were somewhat sound proof.
"Now honey, your dad is going to pick you up after school today, so no walking home." Judy said as she say down. She sent a look towards her husband as Sam want looking and smiled. Oh how she loved her bat.
Sam nodded his head, not seeing the exchange that his parents were doing as he finished his breakfast. He didn't eat lunch or dinner yesterday so he had to finish his food or he would pass out in class. Not that his teachers would argue anyways.
"Ok, mom I'm gonna go, 'Kaela is gonna be there soon." Sam said as he put his dishes in the sink gently and headed off towards the door and left. It was also at that time that he didn't see how his father had bolted up the stairs to get more money for the car he was going to buy his son soon.
When Sam had arrived at school, he had went straight to his first class which was Algebra ll. He shared the class with Mikaela who he had dubbed her as the big sister figure. Once he entered the class, he saw that Mikaela had already arrived and was sitting in her seat. Taking a seat next to her, the older had started to talk.
"Hey Sam, how are you?" Mikaela asked as she looked at the young teen right next to her. She was always fond of the small boy, it worried her the first time when she saw him, thinking he was just visiting the school grounds, but had been proven wrong when he said he was enrolled into the school. That was when she was a freshman and Sam was about 12 yeas old. she had that instinct that told her to protect the boy and for once, she didn't object with her senses. Thus, leading them to now.
"I'm good 'Kaela, I'm just tired, didn't get much sleep." Sam said as he muttered out the last part, which luckily the girl didn't hear. He laid his head down on his crossed arms. He still felt dizzy and it wasn't good. It wasn't really a lie that he was tired, he had stayed up all night finishing the project for his Geography class which he was lucky to share with both Miles and Mikaela.
Mikaela sighed, Sam was always working too hard, he had to learn that he needed his rest. He was already an A star student, so he should relax. "Maybe you should take it easy, you have no work for the week anyways and you already finished up on all the projects." She said as she tried to talk some sense into the small teen. Unfortunately, the latter shook his head as he closed his eyes for a bit, before he could give a verbal answer, the bell had rung and had signaled that class was done.
The day went by fast and without a hitch as Sam was in his final class which was Geography. After presenting that his grandfather had been the captain of the Artic Circle trip, Dodging a rubber band aimed at him by Trent, and also showing the glasses of his grandfather, he was done with the presentation and passed with an A+.
Mikaela and Miles had followed Sam back to his father's car and said goodbye before both of them left to go back to their own home. And taking one look at his son's grades, Ron smiled and patted Sam gently on the back. "Its an A kiddo! Now come on, lets get your car." With that, they drove off, Sam smiled as his dad put on a song as they drove to a car garage.
The place was less appealing but it would have to do, besides, Sam would just start upgrading the car he gets with anything he has laying around in the house and he wasn't really picky with it. And how he was getting a new car at such a young age, well, blame that on the government, or better yet, someone named Captain William Lennox, who had met the boy at a shooting range at the age at ten.
Imagine his surprised face when Sam had gone right next to him, holding a pistol and shooting the targets dead on with Sam's father and uncle right behind him cheering him on. When they introduced themselves to each other, Will was surprised at how small he was, like everyone else, and had gone to introduce Sam to his partners that were with him as well.
The boy was part of the government family after that. It wasn't Sam's fault that he had an air to him that attracted others.
Back to the car garage. They passed a person holding a sign and dressed up as a clown yelling it was too hot and his eyes were burning from the melting makeup. It made both Sam and his father laugh at the scene as they park, only to meet a man who looked about to be in his thirties. The man walked towards the two as they came out of the car.
"Hey my name is Bobby Bolivia, or Uncle Bobby B, baby, Uncle Bobby B." He smiled at Sam as he shook the small hand. It kind of ticked the teen off on how he was treated like a fragile doll. But, he smiled anyways, he wasn't one to actually voice out any of his thoughts or discomfort to anyone. Ron had introduced himself to Bobby as Sam waited, it was only when Bobby asked why Sam was getting a car at such an early age did Sam look back as his dad gave a simple answer, the government permitted it.
"Can't argue with the government now can we? Now, let me tell you something Sam, your first enchilada of freedom awaits under one of those hoods." Bobby said as he let Sam wander off to look at the cars, but, they didn't notice that a car at the very end had pulled up and sat itself there as it waited for the boy.
Sam sighed as he ran a hand over all the cars, once he got tot he end, he saw the car that had pulled up not too long ago, sitting there innocently as it waited patiently for the teen to come closer. Sam walked closer to the car as it waited, he identified it as a 1976 Camaro, and it was in pretty good shape too, it had a faded paint job, but it was ok, a bit of rust, but nothing he could take off.
He was only vaguely aware that he was now next to the car, Sam shrugged as he opened the door which made no creek whatsoever and hopped into the car. Running a hand over the dashboard, he noticed on the steering wheel that there was a symbol, a face of some sort, but made a mental note to check it out later on. He noted that the interior was perfectly intact, though, he was interrupted by his father and Bobby looking at him through the slightly open windows.
"Hey, dad, can we get this car?" Sam asked as he never took his eyes off the car as he listened to Bobby who was saying that the car had never been there before but he couldn't care less, just as long as he got the car, then he's happy.
"I'll let you have it for five thousand." Bobby said as he looked at Ron who nodded, Sam was about to try to lower the price down until his father spoke up. "We'll take it. Just give me a moment please?" He said as he got a nod from Bobby as he left to prepare the paper work, Sam lowered the windows more so he could talk to his father properly.
"Dad, I though we weren't going over four thousand?" Sam asked confused, but his father just laughed.
"Sammy, I have another five thousand extra but I'm gonna give it to you, you go have fun, Miles is sleeping over soon isn't he? So is Mikaela, so you three have fun." He said as he ruffled his son's chestnut flat messy brown hair and left, leaving a somewhat shocked Sam, but that became a full grin as he continued to run a hand across the dashboard and he swore that he felt the car rev a bit.
After a few minutes, Sam was able to drive the car behind his father to go home.
Oh how his life was going to change now.
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Dunno, I was bored but I'm gonna continue anyways!