Disclaimer: i dont own Transformers, or any of its characters. but I do own the characters I make up, like Courtney.

Courtney sighed. It was os unfair. Her brother, Sam, was getting a car. A car!!! Not only that but their father was basically paying for it. Sam was almost eighteen. She was sixteen. And more of a life than he did. Courtney played two sports, basketball and rugby. She was out most weekends. Her parents thought she spent the night at Jessie's, but they were usually at Drakes. Drake had a cottage on the lake (not the one in the movie, a more private lake) and there was usually a party there every Friday and Saturday night. She was going there tonight, first party of the new year. Last year there had been parties a month earlier than this, but there winter was longer than usual.

Courtney sighed again. She was really sore. She was coming home from rugby practice, and well, she was sore. Very sore. But that was Sarah's fault. It really was. Their coach, Kelsey Evans, said she wanted all of them to have warm up done when she got there, but Sarah didn't get to the field till about 15 minutes AFTER Kelsey showed up. Everyone was angry at her.

When Courtney reached home she noticed her fathers car wasn't there.

Must still be looking

Courtney walked into the house and headed to the bathroom, she really wanted a shower. She looked in the mirror and laughed. She was covered in grass stains, her knees were red and brown and green, Very Christmassy . She was about to close the door and strip for her shower when her mom called her down.

"Comin" Courtney yelled as she headed down stairs.

"Honey, look what I've got!!"

Courtney screamed, there in her mothers hands was a ventriloquist dummy. Her father and brother came running in, her father, with a baseball bat in his hands.

"Honey, WHAT are you DOING, you know she's scared of those."

Sam ran over to his sister, "Hey you ok?"

Courtney hugged him. "Mom, Why'd you do that?"

"How is she going to get over this fear if she's not expost to them their cute.

Sam loved his mother, but even he thought those dummies were ugly.

"Come on I'll take you for a drive."

"Huh, oh ya, sure, a drive"

great, thought Sam, she'll probably be like this till tommorrow.

Sam was protective of her, but only in certain areas. He was smart, he let her make mistakes, and NEVER said "I told you so" because he knew she'd never trust him if he did.

Bumble bee sighed, as much as he could, part one was complete, he was in the Witwicky's possession. Now he had to get the signal out. He almost transformed when he heard the scream coming from inside the house. So Sam's sister was scared of ventriloquist dummies. He did a world wide web search, all they were was an ugly doll. He really didn't understand.

he saw the boy Sam, and his sister, Courtney if he over heard correctly. They got in. And the three of them drove off.

"You ok?"

"W-Why would she do that? I-uh. I can't stand her!!"

Sam chuckled. "I know, are you goin out tonight?"

"Ya, you?"

"Miles and I are goin to the public lake, but I gotta be home by 11. Whoopty doo."

Courtney laughed, " I'm spendin the night at Drakes. I like, have my own bedroom there. They think I'm staying at Mallory's."

all of a sudden the car swirved to the middle and back in.

"God, Sam, where the hell did you learn to fucking drive."

"It wasn't me, it was the car!"

"Don't blame the car, it ain't alive!!"

Was that Barricade?? Thought Bumble bee as he listened to the siblings argue.

Please R&R