Author's Note: Hello! Lindsey here again. I am so happy that so many people like this story. To be honest, I was very nervous that no one would read it. My fears have proven groundless! As always, I do not own Transformers (even though Shia Lebouf is one hot…) Ahem, moving on! Enjoy chapter 2!
Ch. 2: Totally Spazzing Out!
When they paid for the Camaro, Nora handed over five hundred dollars, insisting that since she was the last one to touch it, she should pay for the Cobra. Bobby objected at first, but accepted when she told him to consider it a down payment.
"Hey, I'll be paying for the whole thing, one day," she joked. "Why not start with the windows?" Bobby laughed and took the five hundred, saying he would hold the Cobra as long as he could.
"Uncle Ron, I'm gonna ride with Sam, okay?" Nora said as she climbed into the Camaro.
"Okay, no problem. Sam, you come straight home, hear me?" Ron called.
"Okay, Dad, no problem," Sam replied as he started up the old Chevy. "So, where to?"
"Wendy's," Nora replied. "I am craving a Baconator like nobody's business!" Laughing at his "sister's" antics, Sam pulled out of the lot and headed toward the fast-food joint.
"So, Sam, what are you doing tonight?" Nora asked with a smirk. Knowing her adopted brother, she figured he was going to try and get a girl. Well, one girl in particular.
"Well, Miles and I are going to the lake party…without you," he finished quietly.
"WHAT?" Nora yelled. "You're not taking me? Sam!"
"Listen, Mom and Dad would kill me if I let you come," Sam attempted to reason with his adopted sister. "It's just this once."
"Yeah, once without your 'geeky, awkward, not-really-related sister' around," she shot back. "Don't think I don't know what you call me behind my back."
"That was Miles, not me! And I will have you know, I punched him in the nose when he said that," Sam exclaimed. They paused in their argument while Sam ordered their food.
"Okay, I'm sorry, Sam," Nora sighed when they got their food. "I overreacted, and I was wrong. You should have fun. Besides, I hear a certain girl is going to be there."
"Oh, shut up," Sam grumbled.
"Sam, come on, you know you like Mikaela. You've been in love with her since you first laid eyes on her!" Nora protested, taking a bite of her burger.
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That night, Nora was awoken by someone running down the hall. She opened her door just in time to see Sam rush by.
"Sam, what's going on?" she called.
"Someone's stealing my car!" he yelled. Nora immediately ran after him. She grabbed her bike while Sam grabbed his.
"Dad, call the cops!" he hollered frantically. Sam and Nora then took off after the Camaro down the street. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sam pull out his cell phone.
"My car's been stolen! My sister and I are in pursuit! We are in pursuit! Bring everyone! No, no, don't ask me questions, my father's the head of the neighborhood watch," he exclaimed, snapping the phone shut.
"He's heading for the junkyard, Sam!" Nora called, getting his attention.
They turned their bikes into the junkyard and hopped off, following the tire tracks in the dirt. The train tracks that ran right through the yard were currently transporting a train, so Nora and Sam quickly ran around to the back and continued through the junkyard. Before they could pick up the tracks, they saw a giant, yellow robot stand up…exactly where the Camaro should have been.
Sam quickly pulled Nora down and pulled out his phone. He started recording something, but Nora wasn't paying attention. She was focused on the robot, who was sending a symbol into the sky. Looking up, she saw that it was the same symbol as the one on the steering wheel!
Good job, Bumblebee, Nora thought with a smile. Dad and the others will be here soon. Thanks. She and Sam tried to leave the junkyard, but found themselves being chased by two vicious dogs!
"Oh, good dog, good dog, good dog!" Sam yelled frantically.
"Less talking, more running!" Nora shouted, sprinting low to the ground. Here's where three years of track and cross-country pays off, Nora thought as she ran. Unfortunately, the two were soon cornered inside an old silo of some sort. As they desperately tried to fend off the dogs, the Camaro came speeding through the entrance. Sam was confused, however, and tossed the keys in the general direction of the car before running away, grabbing Nora as he went.
A cop car pulled up just as they emerged from the silo. "Thank God you're here!"
"Put your hands in the air!" a police officer ordered, pointing his gun at them.
"No, you don't understand-" Nora began.
"The guy's inside!" Sam cut her off.
"Shut up! Put your heads on the hood." Nora and Sam kept quiet and did as they were told.
That's two you owe me in one day, Bumblebee, Nora thought with a grimace.