Chapter 1-
I hated riding backseat. We pulled up to the Mary Mac Tea Room in Atlanta and I hopped out the second my mom stopped. Why they wouldn't let me drive that day, I'll never know. I'm glad I didn't drive, though. We sat down and I got a text from one of my best friends, Maggie. Maggie stood for Margret Melanie Kennedy. She texted me saying,
'Hey, life sux'
I was curious. 'Why?'
'Idk if I'm supposed to tell you, oh well, my parents might get a divorce. I need a hug'
I sighed, and teared up. 'I'm sorry, as you know, I went through that to... ::gives you a big hug::'
'Thanks…I need chocolate.'
'I'm sorry…wanna sleep over?? We'll call Xoë and it'll be a slumber party at my place!'
'Sure…my mom blamed it on me, so I don't give a care what she says…can you come pick me up when you get back?'
I sighed and replied, 'I'm sorry, Mags…yeah, I will…'
My mom cleared her throat. "Vivien," she called my name. I looked up and said, "Yeah, Mom?" She said, "Say 'yes ma'am' and I need to inform you on something." I sighed, and thought, 'No shit, mom!" but I said, "Yes, what?" My mom was so proper at times. She said, "Well, it is you're seventeenth birthday tomorrow, and we are getting you a new car today." I almost screamed I was so happy. No more of driving my mom's crappy old car, I get a brand spankin new one! "Oh my God, Mom! Thank you, thank you, and thank you!" I didn't care that she hated the phrase, "oh my god" and she gave me a look. I shrugged it off and she said, "Well," uh oh, there was a 'well,' shit, "it's not really new…it's a used car. We kind of already bought it…but you're friends Samuel, Margret and Graciella helped picked him out." I raised my eyebrow in suspicion. I said, "Him? And Mom, their names are Sam, Maggie, and Xoë!" She said, "Oh, yes, I'm sorry…and yes, him. Sam saw the license plate saying 'Jazz.' I figured it'd be cute, and it's a very neat car. It should be waiting for you outside." I finished my food in haste and when we were done, I got up. I remembered I saw an article about Leonard Nemroy, the original Spock. I took a picture of it and sent it to Maggie. She texted back:
'Thanks?'
'It's the dude who played the original Spock…I know you like Spock. I'll be at your house in an hour. BE READY! CALL XOE!!"
She didn't text back, so she must have called Xoë and was getting ready. I walked outside with my mom and saw silver Pontiac Solstice, I guessed 2004 edition. "Thanks, Mom!" I said. I loved it! Just then, Sam got outta the driver's side and tossed me the keys. "I'll take it from here Mrs. Stans." She nodded and got in her own car. When she drove off, I ran over to Sam and gave him a big hug. I said, "Come on, we are goin to get Mags then Xoë…then I'll drop you off." He nodded and said, "Ok, you can drive, since Jazz is now you're car, but Mikaelais with Bee right around the corner…I'll walk." I said, "You sure?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine." I swear I thought I heard him say, to the car, "Take care of her, Jazz." I opened the door and got in.
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SAM'S POV
I walked around the corner to see Mikaela sitting on the hood of Bumblebee in his car form. I said, "You know he hates that." She shrugged and said, "He said I could while you were with Jazz…you tell her??" I shook my head and said, "Hell no…no one told me, so she can figure it out on her own." Mikaela got down and came over to me. I saw Bee's holo-form come out of the side of the car. "Let's hope she doesn't talk on her cell while driving that really pisses him off." I was shocked…Bee never cussed. "Bee," I asked, "where did you learn to cuss?" He said, "From Mikaela…she cusses a lot." She said, "BEE! You SO were NOT supposed to tell that to Sam!" Bee shrugged and said, "Sorry…but you do." I cleared my throat and said, "Come on, guys, let's go home. I'm eager to see what Jazz has to say bout Vi…" I chuckled and Bee's holo-form disappeared. Mikaela got in the passenger side of Bumblebee and I got in the drivers side, even though I wouldn't drive. Bee drove off and we headed towards the base, to check in with Optimus.
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JAZZ'S POV
I heard my car door open. She slid in to the driver's seat and cranked up the car. I figured I'd let HER be the one to drive. I needed to get to know her better. She turned on the radio and my favorite station, 95.5, blasted. She groaned and said, "Who the hell would listen to this SHIT?" She quickly changed it to 96.1. That was alright. Some song called "I Don't Care" came on, by Apocalyptica, and she turned it up all the way and sang at the top of her lungs. It was very funny. I think she heard me accidentally chuckle, cause she turned it down in the middle of the song. After a while, she shrugged and cranked it up again.
When the song reached its end, she put the pre-set one on that station, and then changed it to 94.1. She pre-set two on that one, and then the song Don't Trust Me by 3OH!3, one of my favorites, came on and she cranked that up, and sang EVERY word, even the cuss words that were bleeped out. I caught myself before I said anything, but I thought, 'Damn, girl can cuss, AND is hot…I like her." I caught myself again, shit, am I liking a human?? Fuck…
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VIVIEN'S POV
After Don't Trust Me went off, I turned it back down and listened to some new Katy Perry song. Waking Up In Vegas, I think. I picked up the phone and called Xoë. I heard her pick up and say, "Hello, this is Pizza Hut, how may I help you today?" I said, "Uhm, yeah, I want a pineapple and ham pizza with a side of Xoë at my house with Maggie?" She said, "Yes ma'am, and the name for the order?" I said, "Hmmm, Xoe." She said, "Aw, shit, really?" I said, "Yeah…you're turn." It is a game we play. Whoever called one of us said what kind of pizza we want, and what the plans are. Whoever called gets to pick who pays, to. "Ok," she said, "I'll get it and meet you at your house." Before I could answer, I heard a gruff, almost robotic voice go, "You shouldn't talk on your cell and drive." I yelped and dropped the phone. I heard Xoë go, "Vi?? You ok?" I couldn't say no, cause there was a man in the passenger seat, who definitely WASN'T there a minute ago. I think I'm going crazy. He said, "Are you ok? Fuck, we need to get you to Ratchet then." I shook my head and drove on. I pulled into the driveway of Maggie's house and said, "Who the hell are you??" He said, "I'm Jazz." Jazz…my CAR'S name. What the hell was going on??