Chapter - 1

Car finally stopped in front of a some apartment house what must be it. I pay taxi driver and step out taking my bag with me. Sky was cloudy and it seemed it would rain soon. Street looked dark and lonely itself and as I walked in the main hall that led to staircase I smelled mould. What kind of piece of crap my cousin live in? I sniffed in disgust and pulled my slightly old but still cool phone out of my pocket to call my cousin Carly and say I'm here. She answer in light and happy voice as always. "Hello?"

"Hey, It's me, Lizzy, I am on first floor, mind to come down?"

"What? You're here already? Come to the fifth floor, I'll meet you there!" She hangs up.

I walk to a small elevator and push button "5". The elevator creak and jog as it moves to fifth floor. When doors opens I meet wide smile on Carly's lips. They are over glossed as always.

"You're finally here, I miss you so much!" She says as she wraps her hands around me in tight hug. Then she places a glossed kiss on my forehead and walks away leaving me to follow. She lives on other side of the hallway. Door number - 59. They are old, wood doors, coloured green but colour is already going off. Inside isn't better. The apartment is all in dark green colour. Kitchen and living room are in the same room just separated with kitchen table. The room is in great chaos and there are many unopened boxes.

"Did you just move in?" I said leaving questions about why in this junk house out.

"Oh, yeah, you see my old apartment was in Chicago and you sure have seen on television what happened over there."She says casually.

"Oh right, the Japanese robot attack." Said walking deeper into the apartment.

"Japanese robot attack?" Carly repeated locking the doors behind her.

"Yeah, they have united with our government to create a new super-advanced robots, but they broke loose and started to attack humans. It was on CNN News." I explained looking at her in confusion. "It happened in your home city. Didn't you saw them?"

"Actually, I and my boyfriend were... on a date... out of the city." She said nervously looking around. Weird, but whatever.

"So where will I sleep?" I ask looking around. I always slept with Carly in her room, because in her old apartment there wasn't any other beds and her was so big. And back then we were great friends. Still are, probably.

"Umm, I have bought a mattress for you, so you could sleep here." She said looking at me with her blue eyes hoping I won't disagree.

"I'm sleeping here?" That's where I stopped leaving sentence not with you hanging between us as loud and noticeable as if I had actually said it.

"Honey, I'm living with my boyfriend now so I don't think my room will be the best place for you. He's very untidy."

"Boyfriend?" Goodbye the last piece of my childhood. Goodbye funny stories under the blanked with my cousin. Goodbye "girl only" movie evenings at bed with popcorn and girlish talks in my cousins place.

"Yes, his name is Sam and he's such a great guy! You will love him!" She shrieked in excitement, but I seriously doubted I will love him. After all he just murdered my child days.

I helped Carly get my mattress out from cardboard pack it was in. We cleaned the floor, placed the mattress, putted on blankets and then Carly made some hot chocolate and we chatted a bit. She talked about how ruined her house was after the robot attack and how sad she is that her dog didn't make it. I asked about that great job she got and that very nice boss, Dylan was his name, I think. She looked away before answering that he died in that attack. That sucked, the man seemed a pretty cool guy.

"That's too bad, thought I still have the gift he gave me back then." I said taking a sip from my hot chocolate.

"Gift?" Carly said in serious tone.

"Yeah, don't you remember? It was a –" I got disturbed as someone unlocked the door and walked in. It was a young man with dark brown hair and big, grown eyes. He was in suit, but his shirt was dirty with, what looked like, coffee stain.

"Hey, babe!" He said and then looked at me, "Hi."

"Hey."I greeted back checking the boy from head to toes.

"Sam , you're back already? And what happened with your shirt?" Carly asked standing up and walking towards him. She first kissed him and then opened his jacket to see the damage on shirt.

"It's a crazy story." Sam said but didn't continue, just looked at me.

Seems like Carly suddenly remembered me. "Oh, this is Elisabeth, my cousin. I told you she was coming." She whispered the last part in boys ear as if I couldn't hear it, "And this is Sam, my boyfriend!" She said smiling at me.

"Nice to meet you. " The boy said.

"Same here." There was something about him I didn't like. He didn't do anything wrong it's just that looser atmosphere around him. Or maybe it was because he was shorter than my cousin. That looked kind of lame.

"Do you want some hot chocolate?"Carly asked returning to table.

"I want to change at first. And maybe some shower." He said walking to other part of the room what seemed to be his and Carly's bedroom.

"So what do you think?" She said leaning on table and looking at me, waiting for approval.

"He's ok." I said looking away.

"He's ok, but?" She said smile slowly fading.

"I don't know, I should know him better before judging." I said trying to escape conversation.

"Hey, honey, could you clean this for me?" Sam asked walking out of his room shirtless.

Carly started laughing walking towards him. They met in the middle of the room next to couch. "Put on some shirt, were not alone!" She said in flirty tone. Ahh, grouse!

"What?" He asked looking himself up and down. Carly jut sighed and took the shirt checking it in her own hands. I stood up and walked towards them.

"Sam, you have to be more careful, that will take forever to clean it properly." Carly complained.

"But I need it on Friday."Sam said kissing Carly's cheek and walking towards bathroom.

"Here, hold this for me." Carly said, giving the shirt to me while she walked to some boxes not far away, probably looking for some cleaning stuff. I rotated the shirt in my arm's till find it's tag and started laughing. "Your boyfriend writes day's on his shirts?"

"What are you talking about?" She looked at me smiling at that thought.

"It's written Wednesday here." I said amused showing the text to her.

"That's not—" she said to herself taking a closer look, "Sam, who's shirt is this and where is yours?" She shouted at bathroom's door what soon swung open.

"That is my shirt." Sam said not convincingly.

"And since when do you have XXL size?" She asked showing shirt to him.

"I haven't exercised for some time." He said now obliviously lying.

"Drop the act, honey, what's happening?" She said now with her voice caring.

"Today one very important man was coming to our office and it happened that one guy who was supposed to meet him ruined his shirt."

"So he took yours?" Carly asked a bit pissed, "Don't tell me you're being abused in your work?"

"HA!" escaped my mouth as I started laughing, but soon tried to stop since both of them looked at me seriously. I put my hand in front of my mouth to stop myself from more sounds.

"Lizzy, maybe you should go to my room for a moment?" Carly said looking at me. I was about to object that she already told me her room is a mess and I don't have anything to do there, but the look she gave me said everything and I walked away still slightly chuckling.

"You should know I volunteered as an example of good employee." Sam said while I walked away, closing doors behind me. I didn't really laugh at Sam, they should know it. I was just laughing about the fact that a grown up man was being abused in his work.

I sat on their bed. They're room was small, and green, and messy. Good thing I didn't slept here. I could hear some voices but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Probably arguing about how lame Sam is. Thought after a time I got bored and went closer to doors so I could hear what's happening.

"—nice, it's just she's going through a lot right now. Aunt Jennifer is in hospital of her bad health so she just feels lonely right now." Carly's voice came and it was obvious they talked about me now.

"And what about her parents?" Sam asked.

"They died ten years ago in car crash. Since then she lived with her grandmother and at summer she visited me. We are all the family she has."

"Oh—" I walked back to bed and fell into it. Now the dude will be all poor girl and stuff. Great, just what I needed.

I don't know how but I must have felt asleep because when I open my eyes again I have blanket over me and it's dark outside. I'm still in Carly's bed. I crawl out and quietly open the door. Room is dark but thanks to street lights I can make two corpuses on mattress what supposed to be mine. I reached for my phone what luckily was still inside my pocket. It was 2 AM. I took my shoes off and sneaked after my bag what was right next to the mattress.

Sam was sleeping on his back and Carly slept with half of her body on Sam and the other half on mattress. It sure didn't seem comfortable. Why didn't they wake me up? Anyway, I took my bag and sneaked back to Carly's bedroom.

Once there I closed doors hoping I won't wake others with the sound of door pivot creaking. Then I crawled back to bed, opened my bag and took out a box. It was my treasure box. Inside was my newest obsession. Robot aliens.

Our government tried to hide robot alien attack on Earth few years back and as I discovered aliens attacked again 2 months ago in Chicago. The attack has been disguised as Japanese robot systems crash down, but seriously no one really believes it. I have found lots of eyewitness videos and pictures on Internet. And some magazines have published some small articles but they were cut out fast, probably government pay magazines for keeping their mouth shut. Well anyway I have tried to find and meet one of robots in real life, but sadly I don't know anyone who knows any robot or even believes my theory. I was so sure my cousin have met one since she lived in Chicago, but she said she saw no one. Maybe they pay her too, but I doubt it, because she wouldn't keep so exciting secret from me that I'm sure of. And her boyfriend... to be honest I felt like I have seen him somewhere, but It must be just some picture with him and Carly.

Right now I am trying to find Seymour Simmons. The author of the new book about alien robots. Fantasy fiction, that's what people is thinking but they are wrong. At least I sure hope, because so far he is the only person I know who have talked with them. Recently I bought his book and so far I think it is peace of crap. Well there is much new information, but mainly he just talks about himself. But there is some part about some Captain Witwicky dude who have found the first alien robot pretty long time ago. I searched for him and found that FBI has searched for another Witwicky what must be Captains Witwicky's relative and probably should be somehow connected with aliens too. But there isn't much information about him now and goddamn there are so many people with surname Witwicky.

So aliens are the thing I have been obsessed with for the last few months. Tomorrow I will go to city's national library and will search some more information about those guys. I just hope Carly haven't got any plans about us three going anywhere out.

I read little more of Seymour's book, then put it back in the box and put the box in the bag. Now I made myself comfortable in the big bed and fell asleep.

Oooooooooooo

"Lizzy, wake up, breakfast is ready! Come on!" She said taking blankets off of me. I rubbed my eyes still little sleepy and finally managed to crawl out of bed. I decided I will take shower after the breakfast so I walked straight to kitchen. For my surprise there were only two plates. "Sam won't eat with us?" I asked looking slightly confused.

"I'm not going to eat. My boss called me, we have a new client this morning and I have to go make some papers ready." Carly said putting on black jacket over white shirt.

"When will you be back?" I asked in disappointed voice. I can't believe Carly just went away right after I woke up.

"In afternoon, if you need something call me ok? I'm in a hurry!" She said putting her stuff in her bag and walking towards doors. "Wait, where is the library?" I shouted after her when she rushed through them.

"Ask Sam and lock the doors!" She shouted back being already out of apartment. I wasn't surprised that she locks the apartment doors all the time. This doesn't seem as the safest area in the city.

I walked towards doors and locked them and then walked back to kitchen table and started to eat my cereal. Carly had prepared baked eggs for Sam. I know it isn't for me because I'm a vegetarian and she knows it.

Bathroom doors opens and Sam walks out fully dressed for once. Just this time he had jeans, T-shirt and leather jacket not suit like yesterday. "Hey, did you slept well?" he asks sitting on chair ready to eat.

"Yeah, thanks." I said and then decided I really should try to know him better if I am to spend the whole summer with him. "And you?"

"Fine, thought it have been better." He said taking a sip from his coffee."So what you want to do today?"

" I actually wanted to visit the library." I said looking into my bowl of cereal.

"And whrat yaou gonna wread?" He asks mouth full of food. It sounded little funny.

"Oh nothing in particular. Some books of history, some of universe and stuff like that."

"You like astronomy?"

"Kind of. I always have been interested in other life forces. Say, did you saw those robots who attacked Chicago?" I asked and he slightly choked.

"No, I was... meeting with my parents at that time." He said casually.

"With your parents? Carly said you two were at date outside of city." I said making Sam froze for a moment before answering.

"Oh, that too, I first introduced Carly to my parents and then we drove off. " he said slightly stressed, looking at me only when he stopped talking to check my reaction. I wonder why.

"That she forgot to tell me. Well, anyway, when will your work start?" I asked looking at the clock on the wall.

" Carly asked for me to keep an eye on you so I took a day off." Sam said. He actually seemed a nice guy, thought I hadn't expected to spend the WHOLE day with him.

"Ok, so will you take me to the library?" I asked. He nodded, "Yeah, get ready and we will go."

I quickly finished my breakfast and went to change. Didn't took me long to get ready. I took a piece of paper and wrote the names of people I want to investigate. Then I took my phone and finally I was ready to go.

"So what kind of car do you have?" I asked as we walked to elevator.

"It has racing stripes." He answered.

"So it's a sports car?" I said hoping for some beautiful, small, new, shiny car.

"Well... it's pretty old car. I got into an accident a while before robot accident in Chicago and I haven't got time to fix it." Sam said and as much as I could get he didn't seem to like his car too much.

I stopped the questions for now, freaked out of what kind of crappy car he has. The car definitely was rusty and with some outside damage. The elevator stopped at the first floor and we walked out of the house. The car I saw in front of me was something MUCH better that Sam was telling me about. It was yellow Chevrolet with black racing stripes. Beautiful and shiny.

"THAT'S YOUR CAR?" I couldn't help myself as I started jumping around it, fascinated of the fact I will sit in it. Now I like Sam much more.

As I walked around it I noticed its Chevrolet Camaro. The car obviously was new. I traced my fingers down the smooth coloured side of car 'till I get to passengers side doors. "Are you serious? You said your car was old and damaged, but this is the cutest car I have EVER touched! OMG, it must have cost millions! How did you get it? Won in a lottery?" I asked and finally managed to take my eyes off of the car on onto Sam. He looked at car as if he expected a conversation with it. Little weird. "Sam, you're ok?" I asked.

"Ah, umm, yeah, I'm fine. Actually my parents gave it to me on my birthday, cool gift huh?" he said as he woke up from his trance and sat into the car. I sat in too and immediately noticed how comfy was seats. The car smelled nice too.

"Dude, you sure know how to keep your car in a good shape." I said as I looked around, "You said you had an accident."

"Aaa, yes but my car didn't happen to have a scratch! Lucky me, huh?" he says putting on a nervous laugh. He turned the key and engine started roaring but in peaceful tone.

There's nothing I could say to you,

Nothing I could ever do to make you see, what you mean to me.

All the pain the tears I cried, still you never said goodbye,

And now I know how far you'd go.

I know I left you down, but it's not like that now

This time I'll never le—

"What's wrong with your radio?" I asked finding it weird that it turned on itself.

Sam hit radio few times, "It's nothing it's just broken. From the crash, you know."

Radio changed stations again.

When I say I'm sorry, will you believe me?

Listen to my story, say you won't leave me,

When I say I'm sorry, can you believe me?

When I say I'll always be there, will you believe?

The choice of songs was weird. Sounded almost like apology.

"I know it's annoying, but it's ok because we should all forgive to our cars, even if sometimes they are imperfect. " Sam said. What the hell is he talking about?

"Sam, you are sure you're ok?" I said a bit worried of my driver.

"Yeah, I'm all great." He said nervously again. Sam was nice, but he seemed weird. What did Carly found in him?

There was an awkward silence in the car. Even the radio was quiet.

"So where do you work?" I said breaking the silence.

"Umm, I'm informing people of messages they have got."

"Like a secretary?" I asked just to make things clear.

"More like... mailman." He said a bit ashamed.

"So you are a mailman?"

"That's it!" He said looking for a moment the other way. Well it's not like I blame him, he really doesn't have a good job, but he have a great car.

The city still was grey with clouds but it was a lot lighter then yesterday. We drive for 10 minutes till finally Sam drive into a parking lot next to an old, big, beautiful house what looked like usual library type.

We stepped out of car. "Um, Elisabeth, you can already go inside, I will come right away." Sam said. Thought it seemed a little strange, I did walked into the large building while Sam stayed with his car.

The building was enormous from inside too and it sure smelled like a lot of books. I walked to a worker and asked about history section. Woman led me to a history section on second floor and there was LOT of books. It would take me forever just to find the smallest clue.

I already started searching when Sam finally came. "So, I have to ask again, what are you looking for?" He asked looking at the useless book in my hands.

As weird as it seemed I decided I could show my small list of things I am looking for. He probably won't get what that is about anyway.

"I this section I am looking for historical persons with this surname." I showed him it. He seemed to recognize the person.

"Why you need it?" he asked suspiciously.

"For my history project in next semester. He has been the first to travel to some arctic place, I don't know." I lied. I really don't want him to think as me as weirdo.

"Actually I could help you with the project myself. See, I am Sam Witwicky." He said with honour.

"Some relative to Captain Witwicky?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes, I am his grand-grand-grand-grandson, in fact." Ok, this is unexpected. World sure is small, I think I just got my list of Witwickys much shorter. "Oh, really? That's great!" I said with a smirk.

Ooooooooo

We sited at one of the tables. Sam told me what he knew about Captain Witwicky and I wrote it all down. This was lot faster, thought not exactly what I was searching for. Of course I didn't tell him that, because he seemed really deep into his story with that little spark in his eyes.

"HEY, COULD SOMEONE GET THAT DAMN CAMARO AWAY? IT'S BEEN BEEPING FOR FIFTEEN MINUTES STRAIGHT!" A guard came and shouted. And here I was thinking you have to be quiet in library.

"Radio isn't the only thing that's broken, hm?" I asked as we rushed down the stairs towards the exit.

All first floor sounded like car alarm and in the big walls the sound echoed being unbearable.

The cars alarm system was working indeed, but outside it somehow sounded a lot quieter.

"What the hell, Bee?" Sam screamed running to his car. Who the hell is Bee? Don't tell me he named his car.

Doors swung open and Sam got in. He was about to tell me something when doors closed and the car drive away. What?

When I got to the parking lot car was already turning to get to the street in amazing speed. Sam was a good driver.

"HEY, YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME HERE! WHERE AM I?" I screamed and stopped running when I got to rode. Just when I thought that son of bitch is going to leave me here, he seemed to remember my existence, pulled on breaks and drive back to where I stood.

Doors opened itself. "Hurry, get in!" Sam cried and I took the seat. Doors close itself again and we drive away."What the hell are you doing, Sam?"


A/N So? How was it? Was it good, bad or just horrible? I actually have taken this story really seriously. I have made a notebook for Transformers and this story. I have written down all human characters as well as Autobots and Decepticons. And I have even made the list of events what I never usually don't make. So you should expect a update soon.

And what do you think of Elisabeth? I created her a little bit in my image but much more perfected. I just all the time imagine myself in adventures together with transformers and Sam so this time decided to put it on paper and share with the world.

And the newest movie is SO GOOD! Much better than the second one. I am pretty conservative human and I usually don't like new characters but Carly is such a great girl. Sam is very lucky to have her around! I have seen TF3 only one time so far, and I didn't really get or just forgot some parts. So here as you have noticed aliens are still trying to hide from public eyes. And even if in the movie they don't in my story they do, so live with it.

I know my writing isn't great but I'm learning and I will try my hardest to improve myself.

Please review 'cuz they give me inspiration what I really need sometimes and I need to know someone likes it.

SONGS USED:

Avril Lavigne – I Will Be

Chris Daughtry - Sorry