"I didn't know your parents let you get a tattoo!" Jasmine pointed to my left ankle.
"No, it's fake," I laughed. "Spray paint. It's the Autobot insignia."
"Oh, you and your Autotrons," she shook her head.
"Oh, no you didn't!" I exclaimed, pointing at her dramaticly. "Disowned! DISowned! It's Autobot, not Autotron. Decepticon and Autobots."
"I still don't get it," she rolled her eyes.
"I know," I shook my head sadly. "You don't know anything."
"Hey, I do know stuff!" she hit me softly on my right shoulder. I flinched slightly.
"You know I pulled my shoulder a few weeks ago," I told her. "That hurt!"
"Whoops, sorry, I forgot," she shrugged, like it was nothing. I still don't know why we're friends. We are complete opposites. Then again, they do say 'opposites attract', so that explains it!
In case you haven't noticed yet, I'm a big Transfan. I'm a fangirl. I have, like, no friends that like Transformers. It's sad, really. The only Transfan friends I have are online, and I can only message them on Wattpad. So sad...,
My most prized possessions are my AllSpark necklace and my Autobot insignia dog-tag. Any time I see a car or truck that reminds me of someone on Transformers, I mentally have a heart attack. Like, at the dealership near my house, I saw a GMC Topkick for sale. I was fangirling like crazy when I saw it! I would've bought that truck if I had the money... Ugh!
"Okay, so, see you tomorrow?" Jasmine asked. Tomorrow we had school. Fun.
"Yeah, see ya!" I waved as I ran towards my road. Walking two miles home every day? Not a problem! Having horses really helps.
As soon as I got to my driveway (which is two miles long...), I whistled for my horse, Ironhide. I named all my horses after Transformers; Optimus, Bumblebee, Ratchet, Ironhide, Sideswipe, Chromia, Elita-1 and Dino. Those are my only horses. It's funny, they all look like who they portray. Optimus is tall, and he's the leader. Bumblebee has a black stripe down his back, called a 'dorsal stripe'. Ratchet never gets hurt, Ironhide is stubborn, Sideswipe is a beauty, Chromia is best friends with Elita-1 and Dino... You know him, he thinks he's just the best. Ironhide has lots of muscle, and he's awesome.
A few seconds after I whistled for him, Ironhide and Bumblebee came galloping towards me. Bumblebee and Ironhide always hang together. I jumped over the fence and put my backpack back on my back.
"Hey, 'Hide," I grinned, stroking his face. "How's it going?" He neighed in reply. It's like he understands me sometimes! "Yeah, my day's been boring so far. Okay, Ironhide, down," I commanded. As soon as I told him, he bent down on all his knees so I could climb up easily. I trained him so well!
I jumped slightly and ended up on his back. I twisted my fingers into his mane and whispered softly into his ear, "Gallop."
He took off at a run, and I had to hold on tight to his mane. I looked behind us for a split second to see Bumblebee galloping right behind Ironhide. Ironhide is a pure black Quarter horse, full of strength and muscle. The whole reason I got all my horses was because they reminded me of the Autobots. I ride them all Western style, but half the time I ride bareback, just like right now.
As we got closer to the stable, I pulled a little on Ironhide's mane to get him to slow down a little. He slowed to a smooth lope, so I rocked back and forth in time with his movements. All my other horses were just grazing near the stable lazily, so I slowed Ironhide down to a walk as we got near the gate. The other horses looked up and when they saw me, they trotted over to where I was getting off Ironhide.
"Hey, guys," I greeted each of them as I walked to the gate. "I'll be back soon with carrots, okay?"
I opened the gate, walked through it then shut it again. Humming the song 'Fireflies', I walked to the back door of my house.
"How was your day, sweetie?" Mom asked as I walked in.
"It was okay," I shrugged, hanging up my backpack. "I have no homework!"
"That's good," she nodded. "Hey, can you exercise everyone today? Mike took today off."
"Yeah, I just need to get dressed," I told her, heading to the stairs. "Do you want me to feed them all, too?"
"If you have time."
"Okay," I walked up the stairs and into my room. I took off my school uniform and got out my riding clothes; dark boot-cut jeans, a thick-strapped purple tank top and my light brown riding boots. I put my long blonde hair up into a quick, messy braid before grabbing my black riding helmet and running down the stairs, out the front door and into the paddock where all my horses awaited me.
"Who wants to go first?" I asked them as I grabbed the halter and lead rope off the hook beside the gate.
None of them answered (duh, they're horses!), so I just hooked up Dino so I could ride him first. I led him through the gate, re-locked it and hooked him up to the cross-ties in the stable. After brushing him and putting his saddle, bridle and martingale on, I led him back to the paddock where I mounted him and strapped my helmet on.
"Come on, Dino, show me whatcha got!" I walked him in large circles a few times, trotted him in a few circles, then stopped. "One," I got my feet steady in the stirrups. "Two," I adjusted the reins just right. "Three!" I shouted, applying pressure to his sides. He immediatly started galloping forward. After just a minute, I stopped him, and he was panting.
"Wow, you need to get in shape, buddy," I laughed, patting his neck lightly. He huffed. "Hey, mister, don't give me any attitude!" He huffed again. "Whatever, be a brat. I guess you just won't get your carrots then!" His ears immediatly perked up, and he bobbed his head up and down.
After riding all the horses, I gave them each some carrots for a treat. I re-brushed them, fed them dinner then put them all away in their stalls.
"Okay, done," I walked through the back door. My dad was home. "Hey, Daddy, how was work?"
"Work," he answered.
"Whoa, long answer!" I widened my eyes. "Too much information, Dad!"
"Well, I have to go pick up your sister from work," Mom picked up her purse and headed towards the front door. "I ordered Chinese food, it should arrive in about ten minutes. The check is on the counter."
"Okay, bye," I waved.
"I'm getting in the shower," Daddy announced.
"Have fun," I looked at him and nodded once.
"I will," he nodded seriously.
"Good."
Well, after the food arrived and I ate, I went into my bathroom (yes, I have a bathroom hooked onto my own room) and took a long, hot shower.
"I'd like to make myself believe!" I sang. Yes, I sing in the shower... "That planet earth turns slowly. It's hard say that I'd never stay awake when I'm asleep, 'cuz everything is never as it seems! I fall asleep!"
"Liz, shut up!" Megan, my sister, yelled from my bedroom door. "No freakin' singing!"
"I never stop you!" I yelled back.
Yeah, so after my awesome shower, I got dressed in a clean pink tank top and some candy colored blue, light purple and pink sleep shorts. After getting my laptop out, I started typing another Transformers short story. After the story got to a little over five thousand words, I yawned. Well, time for bed!
I put 'Transformers- Dark of the Moon' into my DVD player and pressed play. I got in my bed and snuggled into my covers. Yep, Mondays may suck, but I got through it!
*Flashback, 11 Months Ago*
"It turns out that Elita-1 is prego," I told Mom.
"Who's the father?" Mom asked.
"Optimus Prime, duh." Like, does my mother not KNOW they are a couple? They are in the fanfics!
*Present Time*
"Okay, feeding time!" I announced as I walked into the stable with a wheelbarrow full of feed. I heard Elita-1 cry in pain. "Oh, scrap," I muttered as I stopped pushing the wheelbarrow and ran towards Elita's stall. She was laying on the floor, nipping at her fat belly. "Frag this all!" I exclaimed. "I don't know how to birth a foal!" Why is life so hard?
Well, Daddy was at work, Mom just left for work and guess what? Megan already left for... Wait for it... WORK!
"Who to call, who to call," I paced back and forth. "I got it! My neighbor!" Wait, I don't know any of my neighbors...
I don't have a lot of free time, so I don't really know all my neighbors. Sure, I know where they live, but I dont' know them personally! "Okay, Mr. Whats-his-name has horses, he breeds them, he'll know what to do!"
I opened Bumblebee's stall door, jumped on his back and kicked his sides. He started flying out the stable door, heading towards my neighbors house. It only took about a minute because Bumblebee was galloping at full speed... He's our fastest horse.
I jumped off 'Bee and ran up to the front door of my neighbor. I knocked once, hard.
"Hello?" a man answered.
"I'm so sorry to bother you, but I know you have horses, so could you please help me?" I rushed. "My mare is having a foal!"
"Okay, just lead me there," he started running to his truck. GMC Topkick! OMG, I think I just died! No, Liz, stop it! Not the time! I ran back over to Bumblebee, hopped on and started galloping him back to our stable.
When we got there, Elita was winnying in pain.
"Her stall is the last one on the right," I instructed him. I hurried up and fed/watered all the rest of the horses, brushing down Bumblebee as I put him back in his stall. I started pacing nervously as my neighbor helped Elita. Within minutes, I heard a foal cry. In a split second, I ran into the stall to see a snow-white floal trying to stand up.
"Awww, she's so cute," I cooed, refering to the foal.
"She is," my neighbor nodded. "I'm Will, by the way. William Lennox."
"Elizabeth Bergo," I told him.
"What's the mare's name?" he asked.
"Elita-1," I answered. The man flinched.
"How'd you come up with that name?" he asked slowly.
"It's from my favorite movie," I shrugged. "All the horses are named that way. The buckskin horse I rode to get you is Bumblebee. The dark grey is Optimus Prime, the black one is Ironhide, the bay is Chromia, the white is Sideswipe, the brown and white paint is Dino."
"What movie did these names come from?" he asked sternly as the foal stood up and started nursing from Elita-1.
"Uhh, Transformers?" I squeaked. It was then that I realized something; my neighbor's name is William Lennox. He has a farm. He looks exactly like Major William Lennox from Transformers. OMG!
"I've never heard of it," he shook his head.
"Well," I laughed nervously. "It's pretty popular."
"Then why have I never heard of it?" he questioned.
"Maybe because you're in the military?" I suggested. He nodded, but then stopped suddenly.
"How do you know I'm in the military?" he asked me.
"Well, I know you're gone a lot, so I just assumed," I replied quickly. What was he gonna do with me when he finds out I know all about this stuff? I sure ain't gonna wait and find out!
I slammed Ironhide's stall door, hopped on him and kicked. He leaped forward, galloping at full speed.
He galloped me out the stable doors and through the open paddock gate. I heard an engine behind us, but I didn't care. Sure, Ironhide's my favorite Transformer, but actually meeting him? Yep, terrifying. I'd probably crumple if he showed his badass cannons at me. For real.
The horse Ironhide was taking this running like it was a walk in the park. He's the one horse I loved training, so he's the most well-trained. And most muscular, so just like the real Ironhide who's chasing us right now... CRAP, HE'S GAINING ON US!
"A little faster, 'Hide," I whispered into Ironhide's ear. He immediatly started galloping even faster, but the Autobot Ironhide also sped up. Scrap!
At this point, horse Ironhide started breathing hard. Then again, we have been running for a few minutes at a hard gallop...
"Oh, frag," I started slowing Ironhide down. There's no point in running now. I turned Ironhide around to face the truck form of Ironhide (this is getting confusing).
"Why did you run?" Will got out of the 'truck'.
"I would assume you know why!" I got off Ironhide. "I know about NEST, so... That's bad!"
"How do you know about NEST?" Will asked.
"Well," I tapped on my chin like I was thinking hard. "Hard to say exactly. You said you never heard of 'Transformers'?"
"Yeah."
"That means," I tapped more. "I got it! I'm in a different dimension!" Yep, probably the answer. Will they believe it? Nope. They won't. I can almost guarantee it!
"I don't believe it," Will crossed his arms.
"Yep, I'll bet," I nodded. "I'm just a sixteen year-old girl who knows all about you guys. The one 'Bot I think that would believe me least is Iron-ass here," I gestured to the truck. "Now, I don't actually believe this is all real, so..." I pinched my arm really hard. Ya know, maybe I'm sleeping? Uh... NOPE! THAT FRAGGIN HURTS!" Oh, Pit-Spawned slaggin' frag-ball!" I exclaimed after blood started coming out. Whoops? "Hey, Colonel Lennox now, right? Do you have a band-aid?"
"Uh, yeah," he got one out of his pocket and handed it to me. "How did you know my position?"
"Well, I can't say the real reason, you don't believe me," I crossed my arms after I put the band-aid on. "If you want, I could tell you stuff that no civilian would know. Would that prove it?"
"Actually," he shook his head. "I have something better in mind." And with that, the passenger and driver side doors opened on the truck. Wait... Where are we going?