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Sometimes I wonder if my life is just a dream. Or if I'm just imagining it all...

Naw! I'm just insane!

I mean I have to be. It's the only logical explanation to my predicament. It's the only thing I can think of to explain it... It's what everyone has been telling me my whole life. My entire life, grown ups have been saying how I am sick in the head. I've even been sent to an psychiatric hospital because of it. Not that I can blame them. I mean, how many kids do you see, walking around, talking to themselves and tending to have two completely different personality's yet they don't have the multiple personally disorder thing going on?

I can't think of one.

"Well there is you."

Aw yes. How could I forget about me? I can't forget about me. Well I'm the only person that I am aware of that is like this.

I'm guessing you want to know what I'm talking about, aren't you? And why a kid's parents would send them off to a hospital? Cause ya know, most kids had an imaginary friend rather than a whacked out conscious.

"Hahah! Not you! You got stuck with me! Now stop stalling and tell them who I am!"

Shut up. I'm getting there.

Anyways, I grew up with a friend. A very weird friend. One who could not leave me alone. Actually it was impossible for him to leave me alone. You see, I have a voice inside my head. A very annoying voice.

"Hey! I resent that!"

One who doesn't seem to know the meaning of shut up! And no. You resemble it. Big difference.

*Grumbles*

Ignore him. Now what was I saying? Oh yeah! Voice inside my head! Okay so this voice inside my head is kinda like my worst nightmare because I tend to get bullied at school, but at the same time, he's my best friend and the best thing to happen in my messed up life. He's always there when I need him.

And yes I called the voice a 'he'. And the voice also has a name too. A name that just happens to belong to one of my favorite characters in my most absolute favorite fandom. His name is none other than...

"My name is Sideswipe!"

Nooo! I wanted to do that!

"Ha-ha, to bad!"

You're so mean!

"I know what you are, but what am I?"

A humungo jerk, that's what.

"I know what you are, but what am I?"

"Miss Terrin!" Mrs. Clouds shouted my name, interrupting my inner argument with Sideswipe.

I bolted up from where I was slouching in my chair. "Yes, sir!" I shouted on instinct. A round of snickering and laughter went up around the classroom. Sideswipe snickered, making me quirk a smirk. Boy did Mrs. Clouds look mad.

"That's ma'am, Miss Terrin," She growled with her fists on her waist.

"Yes, sir!" Sideswipe butted into the conversation, making my voice a bit deeper and a little gravely. I promptly slapped a hand over my mouth and let out a few strangled giggles at the look on Mrs. Clouds face as more laughter filled the room. Course, any sane person wouldn't even dare look at her strait in the face with her look of pure rage and without being scarred for their life.

But you have to remember I'm not exactly sane.

And it took a few years of constant practice, but eventually Sideswipe was able to use my voice as his own and to a small extent, move my limbs. It wasn't till I was about six or seven until he was able to move my body on his own without any real struggles or getting really super tired. Well he still gets tired, but it takes about a day and a half of him in constant control or it depends on what he's doing with my body. A few hours of constant running or exercise and he's out like a light. Then he sleeps for half a day. I'm not really sure how that works though.

"One more time is all it's going to take before you get detention. Now pay attention!" Mrs. Clouds all but shouted.

Gee, thanks. I said sarcastically in my head.

Sideswipe let out a laugh. "You're welcome!... You should probably introduce yourself."

Oh right! My name is Kelly Terrin, but most everyone just calls me Insanity. I'm seventeen, a few months away from turning eighteen. I was abandoned on some person's porch when I was a baby just like Harry Potter except I didn't have the scar, instead I got stuck with another person in my head, and I also didn't stay with that family. They put me up for adoption where I have been my entire life. Moving from home to home. Family to family.

But no one wanted the kid who was insane. So I got sent all over the states. Now I'm currently living in Washington with a family who is stuck with me till the end of next month.

Yay me.

"Don't forget about me too."

You don't count. Everyone thinks I'm just making you up because of some past trauma in my life.

And that's why I was sent to a mental hospital when I was ten. Also one time when I was eight and another time when I was thirteen, the family's I was living with thought I was possessed so they called an exorcist.

Sideswipe let out a bark of laughter. "I remember that! Heh, that was fun."

Yeah, imagine their surprise when they found out Sideswipe was still in me. Let's just say I got treated as the Spawn of Satan and leave it at that...

So now I'm living with Mr. and Mrs. Johnstons and their really annoying chihuahua, Skippy.

"I'm still confused as to who would name their dog Skippy."

And in a really boring school were nothing ever happens and I just happen to be what everyone is talking about because I'm the 'insane kid'.

Soon class was over and I was at my locker, stuffing my things into it, not really caring how messy it was. A book fell onto the floor so when I bent over to pick it up and put it back in my locker, I felt Sideswipe's intentions and didn't argue as he jolted my body away from where it had previously been.

I was grateful since I would have been kicked in the stomach if he hadn't. I quickly learned not to argue when it came to Sideswipe taking over my body. See we got this weird little thing going on where our minds can become one so my thoughts are his while his are mine and we can move my body together without any fighting. Definitely comes in handy when it comes to evading the bullies.

I watched through my eyes as Sideswipe moved my head to look at the bully with narrowed eyes. He had shaggy brown hair with blonde highlights, extremely pale, and bright blue eyes and stood at about six foot, only four inches taller than my 5'8".

"What the frag do you want, Tristan?" Sideswipe asked with annoyance.

"What do you think I want, loser?" Tristan snapped.

"Oh for the love of Primus,"Sideswipe breathed with an eye roll before moving into a fighting stance. "Alright, let's get this over with so I can go home."

The bully looked taken aback for a second before lunging forward to hit Sideswipe. Sideswipe easily dodged underneath the sloppy punch and delivered a painful karate chop like blow to both sides of Tristan's neck. The boy yelped and fell in a heap on the floor.

Sideswipe smirked down at the groaning bully before picking up the fallen book and stuffing it into my locker. He closed it and headed out the door for home.

I let him enjoy walking rather than let me do it all and sat rather comfortably in the mental passenger seat. Since the house we were currently staying at was about a mile away, he took his time getting us there.

It was a peaceful Fall with the leaves falling off the trees all around as he walked next to the road where cars would pass every now and than. There was dark clouds overhead, threatening to rain, but neither of us cared. All we cared about was being at peace with no one to boss us around and telling me to stop talking to myself. I felt Sideswipe's happiness and I knew he could feel mine. We were just awesome that way.

Unfortunately we had to arrive at the current house we were stuck in eventually. It was a pale blue two story house with white trim and three windows sticking out of the roof, overlooking the street. A large porch went from where the garage stuck out a bit, all along the front of the house. Bushes grew in front of the waist high railing while flowers were starting to wilt as the season changed. The grass was also sickeningly perfect in my opinion.

We both noted a dark blue, almost black car parked in front of the house on the street. The windows were tinted black so you could barely see in. We eyed it suspiciously as Sideswipe walked up to the house.

As we walked up the steps to the front door, Sideswipe was about to grab the door handle when there was four loud pops sounding from inside. Sideswipe froze for a second before sneaking to the front window and peaking in. Well, he would have if it weren't for the fact that they were closed.

Maybe you should climb to the roof and sneak in through my window?

Sideswipe nodded before walking to the side of the house and started expertly climbing his way up since we both have done this sort of thing all the time while in other homes. Reaching the roof, he crouched and quietly made his way to where my room overlooked the road which was the far right of the three.

He peaked in and not seeing anyone, slowly slid the window up before ghosting into the room. It always amazed me at how quiet he can be.

"Used to be Special Ops, remember?"

Oh yeah.

He stealthily made his way to the open door and peeked out. He quickly snapped back into my room as soon as he saw someone in a ski mask holding a gun at the end of the hall.

"Slag."

What do we do now?

"Well it's safe to assume the Johnstons are dead. So we should collect a few things and just run away."

Gee, that won't look suspicious at all. I can see it now, all over the news! 'Teenager who is mentally ill with a record of going to a mental hospital ran away from home right after her foster parents were murdered.' Yeah, that'll go over real well.

"Well do you have any other choice? Besides fighting them!" He cut me off before I could say anything, already knowing what I wanted to do. I mentally pouted but stayed quite. "That's what I thought."

He peeked out of the room again. We both saw the guy with the ski mask had his back turned to us. Sideswipe ducked back into our room and moved quietly to the closet and took out our waterproof survival backpack before he moved to the dresser and started stuffing clothes into it. He also put my sketch pad in along with some pencils and colored pencils for me so I don't get bored.

Where are we gonna go? I asked as he grabbed the cloak I made to look like a Ranger's cloak from the Ranger's Apprentice series and also stuffed it into the backpack. He didn't pause as he quickly strung the long bow and slung the quiver full of arrows that always hung off the end of my bed on my back.

"The forest. We have a much better chance of surviving out there." He quickly put on the backpack and headed to the window when I noticed something he forgot.

Wait!

He let me have control over my body. I quickly moved to my shelves and picked up my Generations Sunstreaker and Sideswipe toys. I felt my Sideswipe send an apology for forgetting, but I brushed it to the side as I stuffed them into a side pocket on the backpack. I let him have control again and he quickly moved to the window.

He was about to climb onto the window sill when someone passed the doorway and stopped when they saw us.

"Hey!" The guy called as he lifted his gun.

"Shit! Run, Sideswipe! Run!" I shouted as soon as I saw the guy.

"Ho slag! Don't have to tell me twice!" With that, he practically dove out of the window and onto the roof.

"Get to da choppar!" I shouted as he jumped off the roof and landed in a roll in the grass below that made up the front yard. Which became an awkward flop because of the load on my back.

He lurched to my feet and took off running down the street as gunshots rang out from behind us.

Faster! Faster! Faster! FASTER! I shouted at him as he ran.

"I'm going as fast as I can! I'm not exactly able to turn into a car anymore!"He shouted back. He ducked between some houses as we heard the squealing of tires.

Of course, Washington weather being Washington weather, it decided to start down pouring, quickly soaking my clothes till they were dripping because they couldn't absorb anymore water. It helped us but at the same time, made things worse. 'Specially when the lightning decided to flash and thunder roll.

It helped because our pursuers couldn't really see us, but it made it hard because we also had a hard time seeing. Not to mention when Sideswipe tried to run around a corner to fast, he would end up slipping and almost falling. And the thunder! Sometimes I could have sworn our pursuers shot at us, but it was hard to tell.

Houses started disappearing and soon we were surrounded by trees as Sideswipe continued to run. He ducked into the forest and weaved through the trees. Unfortunately my body couldn't run forever, even if we kept it in shape -which we did-.

Knowing Sideswipe was tiring from the run, I took over and slowed till I was shaking from both the cold and run my body just went through. I shakily walked over to a tree before groaning and collapsing in a heap right there, panting hard.

Sideswipe?

"Yeah?" He mumbled, sounding as if he was about to fall asleep.

Do you... Do you think we lost them?

"Don't know." He sighed. "You should try to get up off the ground, the rain and mud is just going to make you colder."

I nodded. Shakily, I got up and grabbed the lowest hanging branch which was about a foot above my head and slowly climbed on. I continued to climb till I was a good fifteen, twenty feet off the ground just to make sure in case anyone was following, they wouldn't be able to find me. I found a sturdy enough branch and taking off my backpack, I huddled on the branch.

With numb fingers, I slowly took out my cloak and put it on. As I pulled out my cloak, I felt Sideswipe drift off to sleep because he did all the running and was tired because of it. I knew how tired he got after he runs with being in control of my body so I didn't try to keep him awake to keep me company. Once my cloak was out, I used a dull red colored Autobot insignia pin that wouldn't glint in the sun when the light caught it to keep it on. I curled into a tight fetal position and let my body shiver to generate the heat I no longer had, trying to stay awake.

Suddenly, my body tingled and my hair stood on end as electricity filled the air. I didn't have time to react as there was a blinding flash of light as lightning struck a tree only about two trees away from were I sat bunched up, the sky sounding as if it was ripping wide open. The rain started coming down harder.

I jumped and let out a yelp as the lightning struck the tree, creating a small fire that the rain quickly put out. Blinded by the unexpected bright light, I blinked hard to try and clear my vision. I felt Sideswipe groggily wake up for a second before falling back to sleep.

As time went on, the storm overhead slowly moved on and the rain came to a steady drizzle until it finally stopped. A small breeze picked up, making the pine trees all around me ruffle a little and me duck farther into the little warmth my cloak had.

I soon found my head bobbing as I tried to keep myself awake. After about ten minutes of fighting to stay awake, I finally lost the battle and fell asleep, cold and hungry.

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... I have no idea were this is going. The idea just came to me as I was making my Tumblr.

Look me up if you want to know what I'm talking about.

Tumblr username: rawr-you-fragger

Anyways, not sure when I'll update. WTPJH? is my main story so that always comes first. Not to mention I have no specific plans for this. So I guess I can let you all decide where it goes from here. But I was thinkin' along the lines of she gets sent to the tf verse after that flash of lightning. Bayverse to be ecxact.

I don't know. There's a lot of stories that happen to have a fangirl get transported to the tf verse (though none of them have a Sideswipe in their head) and I also like to keep things original so it's a maybe, depends on your thoughts.

Also an idea just popped in my head.

What if you guys decide everything that happens in future chapters? If I like the idea and it's not to ridicules, then I will use it. And don't worry, credit will be given were credit is due. I don't like stealing others ideas

Also I originally posted this on wattpad, but this site has been stupid and wouldn't let me post any new stories for months and it just now decided to let me. Also wattpad is stupid and keeps glitching every time I try to go on so in case anyone who is following me there was wondering, I haven't been able to go on for a while now and the app doesn't want to work.

With that said, hope to hear all of your thoughts and ideas! :D

(I have yet to get any hate and hope I never do, but just as a precaution since this is new: Wheeljack handles all flames.)