A/N: Ok I know I shouldn't be writing a new story but it just popped into my head while I was watching Transformers so here we go. Oh wait Disclaimer…. I do not –or ever will- own Transformers…

It had been a few years since Jazmine had seen the giant robot exit her pool. She remembered everything that night she was seven at the time, now she was ten years old. Jazmine knew that it was that giant robot and it's friends that had destroyed most of Mission city. But she kept that to herself, she giggled to herself when she thought of what she said to it: 'Excuse me are you the tooth fairy?'

Jazmine was sitting on the grass staring at the pool; her parents had it fixed up. Jazmine always drew pictures of it, the robot; she was a really talented drawer. She remembered it's face well, but Jazmine mainly recalled the royal blue eyes, or optics, as she like to call them.

Jazmine's parents were rich, but Jazmine had grown out of her princess little girl phase. Much to her mother's disappointment, who wanted her to wear dresses and skirts all the time. No Jazmine preferred to wear baggy pants, or short-shorts.

Jazmine had been suspended from her school three times already, for getting into fights with kids. She had a detention at least once a week for cursing in class. Yep she defiantly changed since she was seven. Jazmine always thinks it was the robot, it seemed he was a 'don't-take-bull-shit' type of thing.

Somehow Jazmine didn't think it was just a robot, but it had feelings, and could feel pain. The look in his optics the night she saw the robot, he looked annoyed, most likely from getting wet. Jazmine was determined on finding the giant alien robot. She really hoped that the government wasn't experimenting on it.

She flipped open her drawing pad, there were a few pictures, but the couple she was staring at was her pride and joy. It was the robot, plus a symbol she had caught it wearing, she couldn't remember where exactly but she remembered it-it looked a lot like some sort of robotic face. Jazmine sighed and slammed her book shut and ran back inside the house up to her, large bedroom. Running to her bathroom, running a hairbrush through her dirty blonde hair into a tight ponytail.

She ran to her draws and grabbed a pair of socks, and then she slipped on her skate shoes. Grabbing a backpack slipping her iPhone, camera, and her drawing pad along with a pencil in it. Grabbing her skateboard she ran back down the stairs only to be stopped by her mum.

"And where do you think you're going young lady?" Her mother asked crossing her arms under her bust. Jazmine sighed.

"What does it look like? I have a skateboard and I am heading for the front door," Jazmine explained, her mother frowned in confusion, Jazmine resisted the urge to face palm. Her mother was not bright at all. "I am going to the skate park."

Jazmine was lying to her mother she was actually heading into town to look around. She was sick of being stuck in the house all of the time. Her mother quickly nodded making a long 'oh' sound.

"Ok honey, but as long as you come how before seven o'clock tonight," She placed a kiss on her forehead, and went to go do… whatever she had been doing.

She quickly flew out the door and ran down the stone path, the gate seemed like it was going to fall off. That was how fast Jazmine wanted to get out of there. Running a little she then rolled her skateboard, then jumping on her board. It took at least twenty minutes until she reached the city.

She sat on a bench and placed her bag next to her. She looked to her left and there was a massive peter built semi truck there. But what made her so interested was the symbol at the front. Just like the robot. Jazmine almost ripped open her backpack in order to get her camera. When she finally clasped the device in her hands, she growled at how slow it was to turn on.

It gave a ping saying it was fully turned on; she turned to the truck and took a picture. Walking around it to get different angles of the truck. She finally came to the front of it and touched the symbol while she was on her tippy toes. Then took a close up picture of it. She smiled with satisfaction. Putting the camera back in her bag and skating off.

(With Autobots)

Optimus sat there as the girl roamed around his alt form taking pictures. She was tall, for her age, he guessed, wavy dirty blonde hair and ocean blue eyes.

::Enjoying your photo shoot Optimus?:: Optimus' comm link pinged, Elita-one. She sat across the road from him.

::Actually I am more curious about why the girl is even taking photo's to start with:: Optimus explained calmly, but almost blew his cover when the girl touched the Autobot symbol. She seemed very focused, and then she snapped a picture of it. She then used her transporting device called a 'skateboard' to go wherever she intended. ::I believe we should keep an eye on her, she seems to know something::

::What makes you say that:: Elita asked as her holo-form came out of a random ally way towards her bike. She had light pink hair with a light pink tank top, along with a white leather jacket with the Autobot symbol on the collar, hanging loosely on her shoulders, With dark pink boots, also with pink short-shorts.

::Just a feeling:: With that they both drove back to the Autobot base.

A/N: Ok so what do you readers think? Also what should the genre be? I can't decide! Please review!