I decided to make a story about Rebel.

This is her story of how she met the Autobots.

I hope you enjoy.

My birth name is Alexandra Whitwhicky, but I'd prefer it if everyone called me Rebel.

I decided to tell you my story of how it all began.

It was a Friday afternoon and I was on a feet smelling public bus going to Aunt Judy and Uncle Ron's for the holidays. I hadn't seen them since last break and I was told that Sam got a new car a couple months ago. The sites hadn't changed since I was here last but some of the roads and buildings looked like they had been done up. Buzzz my phone went. Ron texted me saying that he wasn't able to pick me up from the bus station but he'd send Sam instead. I was going to reply that I'd be happy to walk as the bus pulled up to the bus bay. I stopped myself from texting when I saw Sam leaning against a flash yellow Camaro. He must've seen my expression because it looked like he chuckled. I rushed off of the cheesy bus and found my luggage ready on the ground outside. I gathered my things and headed over to my coolest cousin in the world.

"I heard you had a new ride, but I didn't know you got, well, this." I motioned to his vehicle when I reached to where he was standing.

"Funny story actually..." Sam started then his car's radio started playing. "Hush, hush. Hush, hush" from The Pussy Cat Dolls Hush Hush chorus.

"Faulty radio system." Sam said quickly then he hit the car hood, the music stopped.

"I would never have imagined a snazzy car like this to have any faults. Was it the manufacturing?" I asked him. Sam looked like he was struggling for an answer when the radio went on again. "Yeah, yeah, yeah." It played from YeahX3. Sam hit the hood again.

"Yeah, the guy from the sale yard said there might be a few glitches here and there. Nothing big though" He finally said. I nodded slowly trying to believe what I had heard. Sam grabbed a couple of my bags and loaded them into the boot; I followed and put my other bag in there. I saw a strange symbol on the car but I said nothing about it. I thought it would've been something Sam added.

It wasn't that far to drive to Sam's place, a couple blocks maybe. I watched the town go past the window in a blur, when Sam signalled to turn into his drive I noticed the house had been done up too.

"What happened to the house for it to be refurbished?" I asked Sammy.

"Oh, we had the house re done because of an earthquake that happened recently." He said smoothly.

"Yeah? How come I never heard about it?" I interrogated.

"It wasn't anything to gloat about. It was only a tree that fell on it anyway." He tried his best at covering his lie. I could tell when he lied. I guess it's the Whitwhicky blood. I opened my mouth to argue that a tree couldn't have done that damage, but I chose not to get into anything I couldn't finish.

Sam parked his car into the garage, even that looked new. I got out and grabbed my bags, he gestured to help. "I can manage. Girls can do a lot of things." I rejected his offer.

"Yea, but can the short ones climb the stairs to their rooms with all that extra weight?" he knew when he called me short he was asking for trouble.

"I've grown three centimetres over the term." I said matter-of-factly."

"Doesn't seem much to me." He chuckled

I made a face at him behind his back.

"Hey Sam." I called cheerfully to him from behind.

"What Munchkin?" he asked over his shoulder.

"How's the weather up there?" I threw back at him.

"Better than down there." He chuckled. I'd get him back later. My vengeful plan was already coming together.

He opened the door for me and snatched one of my bags from me as I walked past him; he had his own way of insisting to help. I had taken two steps through the doorway when Aunty Judy came rushing up to me.

"Hey Lexy my little Rebel you." She got me in a bear hug. At least she used the name I preferred.

"Hiya Aunty...It's good...to see you...too." I managed to say while being squeezed to death. I heard Sam trying to cover his laughing with a cough.

Jude backed away and looked me up and down. "Have you grown?" she spun me to face Sam who was behind me. "Has she grown?" she asked Sam. "Yea Ma, three centimetres I think" he snickered. I gave him the evils. Aunt Jude spun me round again.

"We must have a catch up. But you get unpacked first." She ordered, and pushed me a bit towards the stairs.

"If you say so Aunty." I didn't look back so I didn't get caught up in kisses. She always saw me as the younger daughter she never had.

Sam was right; it was difficult getting up the stairs with the bags. But I got there slowly in the end, even if he was complaining behind me.

I made it down the hall to my door, at least that hadn't changed like the rest of the house. I dropped my bags in front of it and opened it before Sam could complain any more. The room looked the same as I left it. Patterned wallpaper, blue duvet cover, my picture of mum and dad on the bedside unit and draws full of my clothes that probably wouldn't fit me anymore. Lucky I brought some more over.

"Thanks for the help; I can handle it from here." I told my shofur.

"Whatever." He said in reply, like he always did. It was part of the routine.

I unpacked my bags and tossed out whatever clothes didn't fit me anymore. By the time I had finished that it was dinner. I hurried down stairs when mine and Sam's names were called down for tea. It was Spaghetti and Meatballs, my favourite. I munched mine down and was excused to go back to my room. I planned my revenge on Sam instead of reading. The best I could come up with for the first night was to scare him while he was sleeping.

I woke up at about eleven to put my plan into action. I tip toed to the door and I heard a door open and close. I opened my door a crack and peeked through the doorway, I saw Sam's silhouette emerging from his bedroom doorway. I watched as he walked past and down the staircase. Where's he going? I wondered. I crept out into the hallway and followed him. He didn't go to the refrigerator like I expected, but he went out the back door. I had come too far to go back to bed now; I had to know what he was doing. The moon was full so I didn't need to go and get a flashlight; everything looked so different in the dark. I kept following quietly behind him and he led me to the garage. I hid behind one of Ron's hedges to watch what my cousin was up to. As Sam reached for the door handle there was an odd sound that came from inside the shed. When he went inside I rushed to the door to spy through the crack he left open. I was thankful for him turning on the lights, because it was darker in there than were I was. I couldn't see his car in there; it wasn't where he had left it. But I kept my gaze on Sam and he walked straight up to a metal figure. It was the same colour as Sam's car, it even had the racing stripes on it. I gasped, the giant robot thing looked straight at me and a mask came down over it's face and it's arm transformed into a cannon-like thing. I backed away from the door as I heard Sam saying. "No 'Bee, don't shoot!"

I hope you enjoyed that lil starting to Rebel's story

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One question...should I write more?

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