I opened my eyes. I was a young boy the age of fifteen. Another normal day has begun. I walked over to my computer to find out what the latest news on the Autobot and Decepticon war. The war has been taking place for quite a few years now. It's been seven years since the first battle, and two years since the second. I had a feeling the third battle was coming soon. I could just, well feel it in the air. No new news. Most Decepticons had gone into hiding after seeing the Fallen get killed by Prime. Even the ruthless Megatron was hiding.

I walked out of my room, quickly made scrambled eggs to eat, and then went out the front door for a run. I jogged down four or five blocks and jogged back home.

Upon walking in the front door, it was no surprise to see that Dad wasn't home. He was at work. My mom, well, she abandoned me when I was just two years old. So, Dad had token me and raised me on his own. We lived in Seattle in the state of Washington.

The great thing was that it was Saturday. I didn't feel like going to school. Well, actually I couldn't go to school even if I had wanted too. Friday had been the last day. It was summer vacation. On Monday, Dad and I were taking a trip to Chicago, Illinois. I couldn't wait for the trip. Traveling is just one of those things I love.

Then I remembered. I had a plan today. A date. With a hot girl. With Connie Biller. I pictured here inside my head. Her smooth blonde hair, her cute smile, her blue eyes, all of it. I walked over to the nearest mirror. I looked at myself. I also had blue eyes. My hair was jet back in a nice Mohawk style. My favorite hair style that I used. I was skinny and had muscles. Mostly because I had been using weights lately. But, it had made me strong. Like a tan hulk or something.

I wasn't old enough to drive, but I had a two person bicycle. I went out to the garage, opened the garage door, and hopped on the bike. I put my helmet on and rode out, using my personal garage door opener to close it. I rode about ten blocks to Connie's house. I got off the bike and put up the kickstand. I walked up to the front door. I pushed the doorbell.

She answered it. "Hey, Wade." She was grinning. "I'll be out in a second, okay?"

"No problem." I answered. I waited. She came back and walked out in two or three minutes, her make up on, making her look better than before. "Let's go."

We got on the bike and put on our helmets. I rode her to her favorite fancy restaurant. I had the money to pay for the both of us. We walked into the building and sat at one of the benches to wait for someone to give us our seats. Sure enough, there was man at a desk right inside.

"Hello. Please, follow me." The man had a calm, smooth voice. We followed him to a small table in the back of the room. We sat down. "Now, I'll have the waiter come as soon as possible." The man left to go back to his desk.

"So, Connie, how are you so far today?" I asked, eager to start a conversation.

"Great. Mom went shopping, Dad is working in the backyard." She answered. "So far I've just been texting on Instagram and Facebook. What about you?"

"I'm alright, I guess." I shrugged. "Made myself scrambled eggs and went for the usual run. Dad is working, of course."

"What does your dad do again?" Connie asked.

"Oh, Dad helps construct buildings of all kinds. Houses, skyscrapers, even stores." I chuckled with a grin. "You planning anything today?"

"Actually I am just going to stay home and chill." She admitted. "Are you?"

"Just going to go to the skate park at 3 o'clock with Ben." I opened up. "Summer is all about having fun isn't it? Dad and I are leaving for Chicago on Monday."

"How long will you be gone?" She asked me.

"Only a week or two." I told her.

"Well, I am going to miss you when you're gone." She said. She got up and walked over to my seat. She stood next to it. She reached down and hugged me tightly. "I really will."

"I'll miss you too." I hugged back.

*X*

It was 3 o'clock. I heard the doorbell ring. I answered it to find Ben standing there. Ben was also tall and skinny, but not as muscular as I was. He was sixteen and had his own car. The blond haired, green eyed boy said, "Hey, Wade. What's up man?"

"Hey, Ben." I walked out the door and locked it. I grabbed my skateboard off the front porch. "Let's go, bro."

Fifteen minutes later, we arrived at the huge skate park. We grabbed our boards and started skating. We whooped and shouted at each other to watch our tricks.

We played around until after dark. Ben dropped me off at home around nine. "I'll see you when you get back from Chicago." My friend said as I got out of his car with my skateboard.

I nodded. "See you in a few weeks, buddy."

Ben drove away. I went into the house. Dad wasn't home yet so I ordered pizza from Domino's. It arrived when he did. We ate together.

"So, how's that house turning out, Dad?" I asked him.

"It's coming along. Should be finished tomorrow. All we have to do is paint the outside and do the finishing touches." He replied.

"Nice." I was impressed. "Want me to come by and help? I got no plans tomorrow."

"Sure. I'll take you with me. Be awake before five in the morning." Dad agreed.

"Alright. I'll set the alarm."

I went to bed at ten that night, smiling to myself. When I woke up the next morning, I ate leftover pizza and got in Dad's car with him. We drove for about half an hour, to the house.

We got out of the car and walked up the pathway to the front door. The front lights were on. The workers were here already, apparently. "Hey, Daniel." Dad's boss greeted him.

"Morning." Dad answered. "I brought Wade to help today."

"That's great." The boss grinned. "Nice to see you again, Wade."

"You too." I answered.

We went inside of the house. All of the lights were on so we could see because the sun hadn't come up yet. Five other men worked on things here and there about the house. Most of them were putting the furniture in and adding handles to cupboards.

Dad's boss spoke up. "Wade, we'll have you work with your dad on the water lines for the plants in the back. Once you finish with that, you can finish the fence."

"Sounds good." Dad answered.

I nodded in agreement. The hours flew by quickly. We got the rest of the backyard done and helped with the painting. We didn't have time for a lunch break either. Once the painting was done, we put an American flag up on the flagpole in the front yard. Since the front porch had a deck, I put a couple of comfy chairs on it with a table in between them.

We got home at ten tonight. We spent the next hour packing for tomorrow. We had sandwiches and then we went to bed.

On Monday morning, we caught our plane at 6 a.m. We arrived in Chicago about eight. We rented a hotel room. Then we went to the hotel diner. We had pancakes for breakfast.

After we went back to our room, I pulled out my phone. I texted Connie.

Me: We're in Chicago.

Connie: What's it like?

Me: Awesome. Huge city.

Connie: What are you doing today?

Me: Hanging out in the hotel pool.

Connie: Have fun.

Me: You have a good day too. I have to go, Cya later.

Connie: See you, Wade.

Then I checked the news on the war. There was indeed information today. But, it was bad. The Decepticons had come back. The war was headed for the city. Chicago.

The Decepticons were coming to Chicago.