Mikaela was bored, she watched as Sam drag a backpack up to the front of the class. Oh, how she miss traveling with Delta though time and space. She wanted to stay and continue to travel with the Time Lady but Delta manage to convince her to finish up her education and than contact her when ready or for enemernacy.
Trent lean over to tap Mikaela on her shoulder. "Watch this," he crumble up a peice of notebook paper and threw it at the Witwicky boy.
stood up from his desk, slamming his hands on the top. "Who did-who did that? People! Responsibility!" Mikaela rolled her eyes, this was the most idiotic teacher she ever had.
"So, for my family genealogy report, I decided to do it on my great-great- grandfather, Captain Archibald Witwicky. Very famous explorer. In fact, he was one of the first to explore the Arctic Circle, which was a big deal. In 1897, he took forty one brave sailors straight into the Arctic self. So, that's the story,right? And here have some of the basic instruments and tools used by nineteenth century seamen." Sam dug into his backpack, looking for the instruments. "This here," pulling out a few instruments and holding one up, "is the quadrant, which you can get for eighty bucks. It's all for sale, by the way. Like the, uh, the sextant here."
Mikaela respect for the Witwicky boy drop more as he started to sell of his great-great grandfather's stuff. She had to hold back a snort of laughter as she thought of what Delta would said. In fact, she believe that Delta would probably slap Sam up side the head for disrespecting his family.
"Fifty dollars for this, which is a bargain. These are pretty cool. These are my grandfather's glasses. I haven't quite gotten them appraised yet, but they've seen many cool things," Sam said, pulling out a pair of glasses with a crack in one of the lens.
"Are you going to sale me his liver? Mr. Witwicky, this isn't show and sell. It's the events grade. I don't think your grandfather would be particularly proud of what you are doing," Mr. Hosny glare at Sam.
"I know. I'm sorry. I just, you know this is all going toward my car fund. You can tell your folks. It's on eBay. I take , cold hard cash works, too," Sam try to explain. "Oh! The compass makes a great gift for Columbus Day."
"Sam!"
"Sorry. Um, unfortunately, my great-great grandfather, the genius that he was, wound up going blind and crazy in a psycho ward, drawing these strange symbols and babbling on about some, uh, giant ice man that he thought he'd discovered," Sam finished just as the bell rung.
"Okay, might be a pop quiz tomorrow. Might not. Sleep in fear tonight," Mr. Hosny add before the class empty out.
Mikaela quickly gather up her things and left the classroom before Trent could stop her. She ignored him, asking her if she was going to the lake party, which she wasn't going to. She walked out of the school building just as her cell phone beep. Looking at the number, Mikaela smile. There was only a few people she knew with a London area code.
"Hello, either Jack Harkness or Sarah Jane," she answered.
"Jack Harkness. How have you been, Kaelly," asked the fifty first century man.
"Same old boring life as a normal teenager," she sigh, walking in the direction of home. "I really miss you, Jack."
"Miss you as well. You know the reason you can't return, at least not yet," Jack said.
"I know." Mikaela wasn't born in the states. She was born in London, England. Her father was a well respected U.N.I.T general. Her mother was killed by a group of hostile aliens to get revenge on her father. After her mother was killed, her father send her to the states to stay safe.
"Hey, at least this is your last year of high school. Soooo, I was wondering... Will you be joing Torchwood with your big brother," he ask, hopefully.
"Jack, you know how Delta dislike Torchwood," she laugh.
"Speaking of Delta, how is that beautiful creature doing?" Jack ask, innocence.
"Jack! If she heard you say that, she would slap you. As far as I know, she's doing well," answered Mikaela. In the background, she could hear people arguing.
"Well, Gwen and Owen are arguing and it seem that Ianto needs rescuing...so, bye little sis," Jack chuckled.

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When Mikaela return home, K-9 was waiting for her in the living room. K-9 was a gift from Delta, your own alien detector, the Time Lady told her. "Hey, K-9."
"Mistress, incoming call from Ood Sigma," K-9 replied.
That surprise her, why would Ood Sigma contact her and not Delta. "Play the message, K-9."
"Mikaela, you must go to the party at the lake. It is important," the hologram of Ood Sigma said before it turn off.
"That was strange, though I have seen stranger things." Mikaela wonder why Ood Sigma contact her instead of Delta. Suddenly, the hologram of Ood Sigma appear again. "The Guardian and the Prime most bond to protect the universe," the hologram said before disappearing.
That confuse Mikaela, she knows that Delta's Time Lady title is the Guardian. But who is the Prime? Mikaela let out a groan at the thought of going to that stupid lake party with Trent there. Throwing her backpack on her bed, she headed toward the shower. She had to pretend to be a popular girl and have a jock boyfriend, she hates it. She is a freaking Defender of the Earth! She also understand that it is for her own out of the shower, she put on a black tank top and a pair of old rip up blue jeans. She grab her cell phone and called Trent to come and pick her up for the party.

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Mikaela stood by Trent as he show her off. She notice Sam and his friend Miles getting out of a yellow 1970s Chevrolet Camaro with two black racing stripes. She could hear Sam whispering, "oh, my god, dude, Mikaelas here. Just don't do anything weird,all right?"
Tent notice Sam and walk toward him. "Hey, guys, check it out. Oh, hi. Hey bro. That car. It's nice. Hey. So, what are you guys doing here?"
"We're here to climb this tree," repiled Sam, pointing to the nearest tree.
Mikaela mentally face palm.
"You know, I thought I recognized you. You tried out for the football team last year, right?" Trent ask.
"Oh,no,no,no, that-no. That wasn't like a...real tryout. I was researching a book I was writing," Sam said, quickly.
"Yeah? What's it about? Sucking at sports?" Smirk Trent.
"Haha. No, it's about the link between brain damage and football. No, it's a...it's a good book. Your-your friends'll love it. You know, it's got maze in it and, you know, little coloring area, sections, pop-up pictures. It's a lot of fun," he said, cheerfully.
Mikaela hold back a snort of laugher. This is something to tell Jack next time he calls.
"That's funny," growl Trent, taking a threatening step toward Sam.
Ah-oh. Mikaela step in front of Trent and lead a hand on his chest. "Okay,okay. You know what? Stop."
"Hey, guys, I know of a party. Let's go, let's head," Trent called back to his jock buddies. He turn heading back toward his friends.
Mikaela give Sam a small smile before following Trent to his truck. "Hey, how about you let me drive?"
Tent look at her like she just told him that he was ugly. "Oh, no. No,no,no. This is not a toy. These twenty twos, I don't want you grinding them. No. Why doesn't my little bunny just hop in the back seat?"
"Oh. Oh god, I can't even tell you how much I am not your little bunny," Mikaela growled. That does it! She turn and started to head home.
"Oh-okay. You'll call me." Yeah right. Idiot.
Why does she have to put up with this. She wish that she was back in her father's flat. Going to Sarah Jane's house on the weekends to hangout. Hanging out with Jack and his Torchwood team in Cardiff.
"Mikaela! It's Sam," Sam called out as he pulled up next to her. "Witwicky? I hope I didn't get you stranded or anything," she shook her head. "So, listen, I was wondering if I could ride you home. I mean-give you a ride home in my car, to your house."
Mikaela pause for a moment weighing the pros and cons. She have always had a thing for Sam since she came to Nevada. She wonder how he would react if she told him about who she really is. She decided to test him. She got into the passages side of the Chevrolet Camaro. "I can't believe that I'm here right now."
"You can duck down if you want. I mean, it won't hurt my feelings," Sam said, sounding a little hurt.
"Oh, no, no, no. I didn't mean-I didn't mean here with you. I just meant here, lik in this, situation." Time for the test. "This same situation that I'm always in. 'Cause, I don't know, I guess I just have a weakness for hot guys, for tight abs and really big arms."
Sam puff out his chest. "Well, uh, there's a couple new additions in the car. Like, I just put in that light there. And that disco ball. And so the light reflects off the disco ball," Sam said while flexing what little muscles he had.
"Well, do we have any classes together?" She ask. Test two, his attention.
"History, language arts, math and science," Sam repiled.
"Sam Witwicky?"
"Yes! Finally, someone got my last name pronounce right!" Sam punch his fist in the air.
Two out of three, let's see if he can pass the last test. "Do you think I'm shallow?"
"I think you're...no. No,no,no. I think there's a lot more than meets the eye with you," Sam said.
That have to be the nicest thing a guy ever said to her. She hold in a chuckle, oh Sam, you have no idea how right you are.

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Mikaela woke up to her sell phone ringing. She reach over to her night stand, thinking it was one of her jock friends, she answered. "Hello?"

"Hey, Ka-ka, how my dear companion been doing," a soft Russian accent female voice asked.
Mikaela set up in shock. "Delta! I've been doing good. Dump a dumbass jock and possibly hooked up with a cute and strange boy. Not to sound rude or anything, but, why are you calling me?"
"I just finish helping a group of rebels to overthrown their tyrant leaders and I'm bored. Sooooo, I was wondering if there is a place we could hang out somewhere," the Time Lady ask.
"Yeah. There is a small cafe not to far from my place. We could meet up there," said Mikaela.

(Delta POV)

Mikaela and I just walked out of the cafe, when a boy about Mikaela age, fell off a pink color bike. "Sam, are you alright?" She ask the boy. So, this is the Sam that Mikaela been telling me about.
"I'm not okay, all right! I'm losing my mind! I'm getting chased by my car right now. Got to go,"shouted Sam as he rode off. A moment later, a yellow Chevrolet Camaro with two black racing stripes drove pass.
I notice a police car with "To destroy and enslaved" on the side pulling out of a side street, following the yellow Camaro." Hey, Ka-ka, up for another possible Earth saving adventure?"
"You don't even have to ask."
I got on Mikaela's moped and we follow Sam. I will admit, I was curious about what Sam said and also the driverless cars. We pull into a junkyard. I manage to get off the moped just as Sam ran into Mikaela.
"Oh-God! What is your problem, Sam," Mikaela shouted.
"Okay,there's a monster right there! It just attacked me! Here he comes!" Sam shouted as a large robot alien came up behind him.
"Oh, aren't you a beautiful creature,"I whispered.
"Delta! Come on, hurry!" Shouted Mikaela from th passager side of the yellow carmaro. The back door opens and I jump in just as a robotic claw raked pass me.
Sam was panicking while me and Mikaela stayed calm. "Why aren't you guys freaking out. We are being chased by a freaking robot!"
"Let's just say, Mikaela and I have been though some strange things, Sam,"I explain.
The doors open and Sam, Mikaela, and I got out. We turn around as the black alien robot was coming toward us. The yellow carmaro did a 180, as we step back, the yellow carmaro broke apart. That's the best way I can explained.
The two alien robots tackle one another. I grab both Mikaela and Sam hand and ran. "Ah! Help me!" I turn around to see Sam on the ground with a smaller robot pinning Sam down. I reached into my pocket of my small blue jean jacket and pulled out my sonic wand.
"Hey! Metal stick, leave Sam alone!" The small robot growled before lunging toward me. I pointed my sonic and at the small robot and flick it on. A buzzing filled the air, the small robot let out a yell before falling apart. The yellow robot walk toward us. It give me a strange look before looking at Sam.
"What is it," ask Mikaela as she took a step forward with Sam, glancing back at me.
"It's a robot. But like a, a different, you know, like a super advanced...robot. It's probably Japanese. Yeah, yeah, it's definitely Japanese," Sam said.
"It's a Cybertronian from the planet Cybertron,"I corrected Sam.