Chapter 1
Hello this is chapter one. I hope you like it. Sorry for any bad grammar. Well, let's get started.
I don't own transformers only my OC and the story.
Warnings: Cursing does apply.
Chapter 1
Mia's POV
Beep. Beep. Beep
I closed my eyes, hoping it would stop.
"Mia wake up! Well be late to work!" Emma, my best friend yelled.
"5 more minutes." I said with a groan.
I felt my self starting to go back to sleep. I heard the door open and my blanket were ripped off of me.
"Ahh!" I yelled as I fell because my leg was tangled in the blanket.
" What's you deal!" I asked.
"Time to go to work or well be late!" She said putting her hair in a bun.
I lazily got up and went to my closet, got my uniform and changed.
"I'll wait in the car!" Emma yelled from door.
"Alright I'll be there in a few." I yelled back.
I walked by the kitchen and got a donut and walked out. I walked to the light blue ford focus in the parking lot. Emma and I bought this car a week ago. The cool thing is, is that we both work at the same place and didn't use a lot of gasoline.
"Took you long enough. I thought you feel asleep standing up again." She said as I sat in the drivers seat.
"That was not my fault. It was a very, very boring speech about how to treat the clients." I said trying to defend myself.
" Yeah. Your just lucky the manager found that hilarious. Hahaha. It was the picture of the month if I do recall." She responded, laughing her ass off.
"Laugh it up but who was the one that ran into the glass door on our first day of work? Your lucky no one was watching but me." I said laughing while I started the car.
"Ok, ok. We're even." She said as she turned the radio on.
The song that on was 'cant hold us' by Macklemore.
" Return of the Mack, get up! What it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn't. Looking for a better way to get up out of bed
Instead of getting on the Internet and checking a new up! Fresh out, pimp strut walking..." We both sang as I started driving to Starbucks.
We sang a couple of more songs, stopped at red light. As I stopped the radio made weird alien sounds.
"What the hell!" I asked the radio.
" I don't think the radio is going to respond." Emma tells me.
I look around and I see no cars or does people that like to run in the winter. Before I could ask Emma if she thinks this is weird, the red light turns pure white. Emma and I look at each other then to the light. Suddenly there's a flash and everything turn white.
"What the fuck!" I heard Emma yell.
Then everything is clear again. The winter walkers are on the sidewalk and there are cars waiting for the light to turn.
"They were not there a minute ago." I tell Emma.
But before she could respond, she turns back to the sound of an engine. I turn back to see a yellow-gold Lamborghini, followed by a red Lamborghini racing up the street. As the yellow- gold one passes by the red one gets a little to close to our car and scratches my door.
"Fucking asshole! Watch where your going. Did your grandma teach you to drive!" I yelled, even do I knew the asshole wouldn't hear because he was going to fast.
"I don't think he heard that." Emma said as she turns the radio off.
"No shit." I respond turning into Starbucks.
At this time I was in a bad mood. When I get in a bad mood, you better run, hide your children because a time bomb of foul language could explode any minute. I park our car and check to time, 7:30 it read which surprised me since we left at 7:15 and it takes us about twenty minutes to get to work. We both get out of the car and stand by the drivers door, the one with the scratch. We both stare the scratch for a few minutes before i finally brake the silence.
"So what the hell are we going to do to fix this." I ask Emma.
"We could always scratch the other side to make them look the same." She responded.
I give her the 'what the fuck' look.
"Really? So you want to find the asshole and say 'Hey asshole. Could you come back and fuck the other door please, and thank you." I responded furiously.
"Ok fine. You don't have to be a jerk about it." She responded rather calmly.
" I'm sorry. Im not mad at you. It just that it has not been two week and an asshole has to fuck up the door." I said giving her a hug.
"It's all right. Lets go or we'll be late." She said as she led me to the door.
We checked in and got our positions. Emma was in the back and I was in the cash register.
"Hello. Welcome to Starbucks. What would you like to order today?" I asked my first costumer.
"I will like a ( I don't know what drinks they have so think of)" she said.
"That will be $3.75." She hands me a five dollar bill.
"Thank you. Your drink will be ready soon." I said as I gave her the change.
I stared cleaning around the cash register with a cloth, then suddenly I hear the sound of engines. I look out to see the same Lamborghini's parking, the same one that scratched our new car.
First chapter is done. I have nothing against grandma's, I love my grandma. It just felt right.