Superman~Transformers Fic~

Some people are destined to make a difference. To be a hero. To overcome all challenges, and to live happily ever after.

But some aren't so lucky. Some are destined to fall.

I was sitting in math class. The teacher yammered on about some algebraic equation, and I pretended to pay attention. I scribbled down the notes and stared out the window, tapping my pencil on the table absentmindedly.

I was usually attentive in math class. I didn't know why, but that day, something just seemed off, something seemed wrong.

"You okay, Carly?" Sasha asked nudging my shoulder.
"I dunno." I mumbled shrugging.

"Will Carly Prim please head to the office. Carly Prim." the intercom said echoing in the quiet room, interrupting the teacher for a moment. But she continued right on again.

I shoved my hands in my sweater pocket as I marched myself down to the office. It was unusual for me to be called to the office. But you never know, maybe I was blamed for starting the food fight in the cafeteria. Which wouldn't be surprising.

I didn't start it, but try telling that to a teacher. What actually happened, I tripped my food hit a cheerleader in the back. So, that just shows you how great my luck it.

But my luck was about to get worse.

I pushed the door open greeting the secretary.

"Phone for you." she said gesturing to the student phone.
"Thanks. Hello?" I asked curiously.
"Hello, is this Carly?" a tired voice asked on the other end.
"Yes, may I ask who is speaking?" one thing my dad taught me was to always be polite, especially to strangers.
"I am the on call doctor who works at the Seven Oaks Hospital. Dr. Rachet." I sat down on the chair behind me.
"What happened?" I asked quietly.
"I'm afraid your father has died in a semi accident. His semi truck rolled three times before colliding into a power line."

I felt numb. Was this really happening?

"Thank you doctor. I have to go back to class now." I said, my voice a void of all emotion.
"Are you going to be alright Carly?" he asked. An innocent question. Stupid. But innocent.
"Yes." I lied. "Thank you for telling me." I mumbled putting down the phone. I guess I probably should have said good-bye. Oh well.

I sort of drifted through my classes, it didn't really sink till I was walking home.

I threw up on the side of the road...