Well, this is my first Transformers story, and I hope you all like it. It's gonna kinda follow the storyline, but there will be some changes. The main character, Katie, is Mikaela's sister, just so you know. Well, enjoy!

I watched the clock intently, silently urging time to hurry up. Time ticked by slowly, but finally, it was three-thirty.

"Yes!" I jumped up and screamed, earning quite a few judgmental stares.

I felt myself blush from embarrassment. I quickly gathered up my books and headed to my locker. Unfortunately, I wasn't watching where I was going, and ran into someone.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" I heard someone exclaim. I looked up to see Sam Witwicky, my best friend. He helped me pick up my books in a hurry.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" I questioned.

"I'm finally getting a car!" he exclaimed, with a huge smile on his face.

"Really? That's great!" I felt genuinely happy for him. He had been talking about wanting a car for weeks.

I started to walk with him. He gave me a questioning look.

"What? I'm coming with you! Someone has to make sure you don't pick out a complete piece of crap!" I exclaimed.

He sighed.

"Fine. I give up. Have it your way." I smiled, knowing I had won the argument.

We walked to his dad's car, and I got in the back. I wasn't paying attention to what they were saying. I was too busy off in my own little world.

I wondered what kind of car Sam would pick. He knew I would fix it up for him if he needed me to, and I knew I could borrow it sometimes.

We passed a Porsche dealership, and my eyes got wide. "You're getting me a Porsche?" Sam questioned, not believing it. His father chuckled.

"No, of course not." he said, and we pulled into a used car place.

We got out of the car, and I looked around us.

"Have you ever watched 40 year old virgin? Cause that's what this is! And that one's 50 year old virgin!" Sam exclaimed, whining about it. I had a look around, not seeing anything worthwhile, until I saw the perfect car. A yellow Camaro with two black stripes.

I opened the driver's side door, and sat down. The seat was very comfy. I put my hands on the steering wheel, and a weird shiver went down my spine. I wiped off the center of the steering wheel, and there was a strange symbol on it. It looked like some kind of robot face.

Something was different about this car, and I liked it. "Sam! Come here! I think I found the perfect one!" I called, and he ran over to me. He looked at it, and gave me a smile.

"Katie, I think you just found the perfect car!" he said happily, and his dad and the man I assumed to be the owner walked over.

"Dad, this is the one I want." Sam said, hoping he'd be able to get it.

"Wow, this is nice. It's even got racing stripes." he dad said, looking the car over.

"Yeah, it's even got racing- hey, wait, I don't remember this car!" he exclaimed, wondering how on Earth it got there. They started to argue about a price, and Sam sat in the passenger seat.

"Five thousand!" the dealer exclaimed.

"Sorry, I can't do that." Sam's father said with a sigh.

"Well then, get out of the car, kids." the dealer said.

"But I thought you said the car picks you!" Sam protested.

"Yeah, well sometimes it picks someone with a cheap ass father." the dealer responded. Sam sighed and tried to get out, but the door locked itself.

Sam struggled with the door, but finally managed to get out.

"Come on, Katie, get out." Sam ordered, but I stayed put. I wasn't leaving this car.

"Look kid, there's a nice car over there. I'll give it to you for three-thousand." the dealer offered.

"He doesn't want that car, he wants this one!" I exclaimed.

"Katie, just get out of the car. We'll find another one." Sam urged, and suddenly, all the windows busted on the other cars.

"Four-thousand!" the dealer exclaimed in fear. I smirked at Sam. I told him I would get him the perfect car.

Sam drove it home, and he wouldn't let me drive no matter what.

"So,Sam, when are we gonna show him off?" I asked, hoping it would be soon.

"There's a party tonight, and we're going." he replied.

"Were you even invited to this party?" I questioned, knowing no one would invite Sam.

"Well, no, but it's on public property, so I can go if I want. And besides, we can get in if I'm with you." he answered.

"And does this party happen to be the one my sister's gonna be at?" I teased, knowing about his obvious crush on my sister.

"What? N-no, of course not!" he laughed nervously.

I rolled my eyes. We went to his place for a while, but soon left for the party. I wasn't paying much attention until we stopped at a familiar house. My eyes widened.

"No!" I hissed.

Sam smiled. "Oh, yes. Miles is coming with us." he taunted, knowing I couldn't stand his dorky friend. Sam honked the horn, and Miles raced out of his house.

"Get in the back." Sam demanded.

"No! He can get in the back!" I protested.

Miles made it to the car, and opened my door.

"Get in the back." he demanded, just like Sam had.

"No." I replied sternly.

"Please, Katie. I'll give you ten bucks!" Sam exclaimed.

I sighed. "Fine."

I started to unbuckle my seatbelt, but it wouldn't come undone. I smirked.

"Well, it looks like I'm not going anywhere." I taunted. Miles sighed as he got in the back. We drove to the party, and when we got there, Miles started to climb a tree.

"This is why we're not invited to parties." I said, pointing at Miles. Then, my sister's dumbass boyfriend came over and started to pick on Sam and Miles. Trent eventually left, and he and Mikaela got into a fight. Mikaela started to walk away, and Sam, Miles, and I got in the car.

Suddenly, the radio turned on and started to play.

"Who's gonna drive you home...tonight."

"Whoa, there's something wrong with your radio, dude." Miles said.

Sam had a faraway look in his eyes as he said, "I'm gonna drive her home tonight."

"What? No!" Miles protested.

"Miles, get out of the car!" Sam ordered.

Finally, something we could agree on. Sam finally managed to get Miles out of the car, and he drove up to Mikaela.

"Hey! Mikaela, It's me! Sam..Witwicky. I was wondering if I could ride you- I mean drive you home." Sam said.

She didn't look too happy to get in the car, but she got in, then noticed me.

"Katie, what are you doing here?" she asked.

"Um, Mikaela, Sam is my best friend. We've known each other since we were like six." I explained.

She looked at Sam questioningly.

"Seriously, you've met him like fifty times." I said, letting my annoyance show.

"Oh, right! Sam..Willkicky." she said.

"Witwicky." he corrected her.

"Right." that was when the awkward silence started. The radio came on and started to play romantic music.

"Sorry, the radio's broken. I'm not trying anything with you, not like I wouldn't want to." Sam's words just made the situation worse. And to top it all off, the car broke down. Mikaela and Sam got out to see what was wrong, even though I could've easily fixed it.

Mikaela and Sam were talking, and he must have brought up a touchy subject, because Mikaela got mad and started to leave. The car suddenly turned on and the radio was playing 'baby come back'. I felt myself smile. This car sure was funny.

Wait, did I just call a car funny? Oh, geez, I'm going crazy.

When Sam got back though, he was smiling. I guess they made up or something. He tried to sit in the driver's seat.

"No way! I get to drive now!" I exclaimed, and he didn't even argue with me. He got in the passenger seat, while I got in the driver's seat. And I could've sworn I felt the car shiver again. Weird.

When we got to Sam's house, I called Mikaela to tell her I was staying over with him. Sam hurried into the house, and I stayed a little while longer, just sitting in the car. Little did I know, I would soon find out a secret that would change my life.

So, what did you think? Review, please!