Edit: I changed the Author's Notes since they have outdated information that is no longer relevant, and I was doing this editing. Also, nothing beyond some mistakes was changed here.

DISCLAIMER: I do not, and never will, own Transformers! I only own my OCs, Mariel Janet Witwicky and Jasmine "Yomi" Pierce, along with the plot!

Note: Mariel was formerly known as Mariel Samantha Witwicky, but I chose to change her middle name.

KEY

"Talking."

"Cybertronian."

"Radio-clips"

Thoughts/Dream/Flashback (If it's a dream or a flashback, I will also ensure that you all know)

"Phone."

Mariel was glaring at the passenger seat in front of her, agitated about losing it to Sam's best friend, Miles Lancaster. She was always second fiddle to the boy when it came to things like this, something Mariel hated. She was Sam's sister and family should come before friends. Had Miles been Sam's boyfriend, she wouldn't have minded it so much. Unfortunately, sisters played second fiddle to best friends it seemed. She still couldn't believe that she'd even agreed to come along with Sam to the Lake Party in the first place, though she planned to abandon the boys immediately as payback.

I'm so glad that I remembered that today was Friday, Mariel thought. Since Yomi will be there, I can ditch Sam and win the bet I coerced him into earlier this week.

Mariel smirked at the thought of the bet she had made with Sam on Monday. The bet was that she did Sam's chores for a week if Sam managed to get Mikaela to go on a date with him and vice versa if she got Yomi to go on a date with her. She was bound and determined to beat Sam at something for once in their lives since he was always beating her at things. Getting a car, playing chess, making a friend, etc. Heck, he even admitted to being bisexual before she did. Her thoughts shifted to Miles once again and her glare ceased as she remembered that she blackmailed him into getting information on what Yomi did after school.

Maybe I shouldn't have done that... He was so excited when he learned that Sam was bisexual, Mariel thought guiltily, all he wants is for my brother to notice him...

Mariel glanced at her duffle bag that held her swim gear, dry clothes, and a towel. She was wearing her one-piece swimming suit under her normal clothes, planning on swimming for a little bit. Perhaps she'd wait to approach Yomi and swim for a bit, then approach Yomi. She was a little nervous, but in case she ran into Yomi before she got into the water, she was wearing her best clothes. A pair of faded blue jeans that were those tight kinds along with a snugly fitting bright blue top that had sleeves that came down around three inches above her elbows. Perhaps not the best clothing to impress someone, but they were the best clothes in comparison to what else Mariel had. She just hoped that Sam didn't ruin this for her.

With a sigh, the brunette looked out the window of the car. If Mariel focused hard enough, she could make out her reflection in the window. Faded medium brown hair that framed white skin and ocean blue eyes. Her hair was shoulder-blade length, though just barely above being around mid-back length. Mariel's hair was lighter than her brother's, though she believed that that came from the fact that their mother had auburn colored hair that appeared mostly red.

"Hey," Miles suddenly said, catching Mariel's attention. "Doesn't your guys' dad have brown eyes? How come you both have blue eyes if that's the recessive gene?"

"Miles, there's an unspoken universal rule that a child can have one parent's eyes color and the other's hair color, not both from one parent," Mariel responded, rolling her eyes.

There was silent for a few minutes before Miles seemed to register that she was being sarcastic.

"You don't know, do you?"

"Now what on Earth gave you that idea?" Mariel asked.

"Mari, please stop acting like a bitch to Miles," Sam interrupted. "And Miles, just ignore her. She's just a little upset that she's coming along to watch me win over Mikaela, meaning she'll have to do my chores for a week."

"Hah. There's about the same chance that you'll ever get Mikaela to go out with you as there is of me screaming that I'm bisexual at the top of my lungs on the school's roof," Mariel snorted.

"Wanna bet?" Sam challenged.

"No, because there's no way in hell I'm risking actually doing that," Mariel shot back.

Miles stared at his friend before glancing back to Mariel. He then shook his head, glad once more that he didn't have a sibling. He didn't know how Sam could stand Mariel, especially with habit of blackmailing people all the time. He still hadn't forgiven her for blackmailing him into telling her about the fact that Yomi went to the gym on Tuesday, hiking on Sunday, and swimming on Friday. He understood she had a crush on the girl, but, in Miles' opinion, Mariel had turned into somewhat of a stalker.

I wish I knew what Jasmine sees in Mariel, Miles thought as the twins continued to bicker. But that's Jasmine's business, not mine. At least Mariel has kept her word about not telling anyone about the fact that I have a huge crush on Sam...

When at last the trio arrived at the lake, Mariel was the second one out of the car, as she popped out after Sam got out. She had her duffle bag all ready, ignoring how her brother asked Miles if he looked okay. She started heading down towards the lake when Sam called out to her.

"Mariel, where are you going?"

"Good luck, Sam!" she called over her shoulder. "I'm going to go swim!"

She smirked at his cry of disbelief at the fact she had just abandoned him to let Miles embarrass him. She wasn't worried about Trent, especially since she knew that Mikaela couldn't stand bullying. Despite her dislike of Mikaela, Mariel still respected the fact that Mikaela was willing to stand up for people when they were being bullied. So, Mariel felt comfortable leaving her little brother alone for a little while.

Mariel began to set up her area when she found a good spot. She laid out her towel and then started to get out of her clothes, glad she had chosen to just wear her swim suit underneath her clothes. The swim suit itself was a bright blue, though a little darker shade than her shirt and pants. It wasn't anything fancy and was rather conservative, though it still hugged her average curves like all swimsuits tended to do.

"I had a feeling that I would be seeing you today," a voice, feminine and slightly higher in pitch than Mariel's voice.

Mariel whirled around, half-way out of her pants to come face to face with dark hazel eyes. Mariel couldn't help but blush in embarrassment at how she looked with her pants half-way off and hurriedly finished scrambling out of them.

"Y-you did?" Mariel asked, cursing herself for stuttering. It couldn't be helped, however, since she had been caught off guard by the young woman before her.

Yomi had tanned skin, though it wasn't too deep a tan, and short black hair. Yomi's hair was styled in a pixie cut, something that made Mariel blush a bit more. To anyone, it was clear that Yomi worked out as she had a toned stomach and arms, the muscles rather easy to see even though Yomi was rather lean. Yomi stood around two inches taller than Mariel, making her closer to around six feet.

"Yes. I've noticed that, for the past three weeks, you've shown up at the gym when I'm there along with showing up when I go hiking. You usually stay a good distance away and arrive around an hour after I do, but you're also pretty close," Yomi said. "I probably wouldn't have noticed if it hadn't been for the fact that it only started three weeks ago on Sunday. This is the first time you've shown up at the lake while I'm here, but I'm guessing that you needed an excuse to show up and your brother coming here to see Mikaela is a good excuse."

Mariel felt her face burning even more at how much Yomi had noticed. She hadn't known just how observant the girl was and didn't know what to say now.

"I'm rather curious as to why one of the infamous Witwicky Twins has taken an interest in me," Yomi said. "And I know that it's me, because I have caught you staring at me at school a few times."

""Infamous" Witwicky Twins?" Mariel asked, brow furrowing at the name. She hadn't heard it before.

"Oh? You didn't know you and your brother had been given nicknames at school?" Yomi asked, blinking.

"No," Mariel replied honestly. "Um, what exactly do they call us individually?"

"Sam Witwicky is referred to as the "Spastic Fanatic". Not sure where that last part comes from- probably his little obsession with Mikaela. As for you, most call you "Computer Bane" or "Hell Hacker"," Yomi said. "The first part is from the incident in that computer lab while the last one is because people who mess with you end up getting their secrets spread around or you blackmail them."

"I don't spread secrets around," Mariel said, "I just blackmail them."

"Yes, well, you've become infamous for it," Yomi replied.

"I didn't realize so many people knew about what I did," she muttered, shifting a little awkwardly.

"Well, they do, and that's what makes me curious about you. Your brother is your life from what I heard about why you blackmail others and yet you've taken time to stalk me somewhat," Yomi said.

"I didn't mean to stalk," Mariel said, looking down. "I just didn't know how to talk to you..."

"You know, it's a little ironic that the Jigoku no hakkā is being shy when she's usually very vocal," Yomi chuckled.

Mariel blinked. "Jigoku no hakkā?" she asked, not familiar with the phrase.

"It's Japanese," Yomi explained. "It means "hacker of hell"."

"You know Japanese," Mariel asked, surprised.

"I should. I moved here from Japan when I was around eight years old," Yomi said with a smirk.

"Wow... I've lived here my whole life..." Mariel said with wonder.

"Tell you what," Yomi said suddenly, "Tell your brother that you have a ride home. We can talk more over dinner and a movie."

Mariel stared at Yomi as she tried to register what she just heard. "Did you just-"

"Ask you to go on a date with me? Yes. Yes, I did."

"Okay... Just... Give me a moment," Mariel said, nodding very quickly. She turned, scanning the top for her brother. She noticed that his car was already gone and rolled her eyes. She grabbed her phone from her pants pocket and quickly scrolled to her brother's number and dialed.

"Sam?"

"Mariel? Crap! Sorry, I completely forgot you were with me and Miles! I promise I'll come get you after I drop Mikaela off at her house!"

"One, did she agree to go on a date with you?"

"No. Why?"

"You're doing my chores for a week. Two, don't ever forget me again. Three, I'll be home around elven. Let Mom and Dad know."

"WHAT?! How did-"

Mariel smirked as she hung up on her brother and stashed her phone in her duffle bag. She then looked at Yomi nervously, smiling a little bit. "Um... I was thinking we could still swim for a bit," she said.

"Of course," Yomi said with a grin. "Glad that you agreed. I was a little nervous that you might start laughing at me. But at least that answers my theory about the fact that you've been following me around because you wanted to date me. Honestly, Miles now owes me twenty bucks. He thinks that you wanted to hurt me or something, but I told him you were probably bi and wanted a date."

"I've gone out of my way to hide the fact that I'm bisexual," Mariel admitted.

"Since you said that your brother has to do your chores for a week, I'm guessing that you betted on who can get a date with their crush first?" Yomi guessed.

Mariel nodded before a thought crossed her mind as the two walked towards the water. "You know my name, but I don't know your real name," Mariel said. "Is it alright if I know yours?"

"Of course. Considering you just agreed to be my girlfriend and go on a date with me, I'd say you have the right to know," Yomi replied, smirking slightly when Mariel blushed again. "I'm still amazed that Little Miss Blackmail can blush. Anyways, my real name is Jasmine Pierce. The only other person who knows this fact besides you, the legal people, and my parents is Miles. He's been a good friend to me."

"Jasmine," Mariel repeated softly, testing the name. "I like it. It's a good name."

"Yeah. My parents had our names legally changed to American names when we came to the states. I still haven't gotten them to crack on what my birth name was."

"Why won't they tell you?"

By now, the girls were in the water, lightly treading it as they were just barely out of reach of the ground. Mariel was genuinely curious about the oh-so mysterious Jasmine "Yomi" Pierce. Not many people knew anything about her, though it seemed everyone knew everything about the Witwicky Twins. That was something that slightly irked Mariel, as she didn't like people knowing every little thing about her- her parents' habit of prying into her life was annoying enough in her opinion.

"I'm not really sure," Yomi replied. "I don't think they're running from anything, though I suppose that could be the case. It's a little weird, but I've been learning to accept that they don't want to tell me for whatever reason."

Mariel nodded, thinking as she and Yomi sat there, slowly treading the water to keep their heads above the surface level. She was startled when Yomi suddenly went under and looked around in confusion. She yelped in shock when something grabbed onto her leg, pulling her under soon after. She was forced to bend her legs as her eyes stung from being open underwater. She closed them, but she couldn't swim up because something was keeping her under. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes, looking at Yomi, who seemed to be smiling. After a few more seconds, both girls surfaced, Yomi laughing a little bit as Mariel gasped for air.

"Not used to being underwater?" Yomi asked after a moment, when Mariel had caught her breathe.

Mariel shook her head, "No. I'm not."

"Sorry about that, then," Yomi chuckled. "C'mon. We should go into shore. I know of a movie that'll be playing soon that I'm sure you'll like."

Mariel looked at Yomi suspiciously. "Either you've been talking to Sam, Miles, or you've been stalking me like I was stalking you," she accused. "You were planning this!"

Yomi smirked at her. "Maybe I have," Yomi said mysteriously, grinning before she swam back towards shore.

"Hey! Wait!" Mariel exclaimed, swimming after Yomi as fast as she could.

Mariel was panting slightly while Yomi was chuckling when the two were both finally standing in the grass on the shore of the lake. Mariel glared playfully, panting. Mariel was a bit more out of shape than Yomi was, so it wasn't easy for her to keep up with the taller girl.

"Looks like I may have to get you into some shape," Yomi chuckled. "We'll worry about that later, however. C'mon. My car's over this way."

Mariel sighed and followed Yomi towards her car, not entirely looking forward to getting fit. She was a bit muscular since she had started following Yomi to the gym in hopes of subtly impressing Yomi, but she wasn't sure about getting fit since she wasn't too good at it. She blinked when she saw Yomi's car, jaw dropping at how nice it was. While Mariel wasn't too car savvy, she did know an Impala when she saw it.

"I see you like my car," Yomi said proudly. "It's a 2005 Impala."

"Can I guess that your favorite color is red?" Mariel asked as she studied the red car.

"Actually, my favorite color is violet, but I don't mind red all that much," she replied with a smile. "Also, you forgot your stuff."

Mariel blushed and scrambled back to where she left her duffle bag and towel. After drying off, Mariel put on her second set of clothes after going to some bushes, so she could get out of her swimsuit. She then grabbed and put on her shoes before throwing her towel in the duffle bag. She checked her phone and saw she had a text message from her mother. She quickly texted back that she was going on a date and would try to be back before midnight since she was going to dinner and a movie. After that, Mariel ran back up to where Yomi was, making sure she didn't leave anything behind or drop anything. She placed her things in Yomi's trunk since Yomi had popped it for her before hopping into the passenger seat, blushing lightly.

Mariel was slightly out of breath as she put her shoes on while sitting in the passenger seat. When she was done, she went to buckle when she noticed a bummed-out Miles and realized that Sam must've dumped him after he realized he could convince Mikaela to let him take her home.

"Yomi, can we first give Miles a ride to his house? It looks like Sam ditched him," Mariel said, unable to hold her anger towards Miles when she realized that he was in the same boat as her when it came to her brother's obsession with the Banes girl.

"Yeah. Honestly, I'm surprised at how obsessed Sam is. First you, then Miles. While I can understand him ditching Miles- friends come second to girls -I'm still surprised he ditched his own sister," Yomi said as she started the car and pulled up towards Miles. "I mean, you've put your neck out for him a lot and he doesn't seem to do the same for you."

"Sam's both a spaz and a coward. I've gotten used to it," Mariel replied before rolling down her window. "Hey, Miles. Need a ride?"

"You girls are life savers," Miles said with an expression of gratitude as he climbed into the backseat the way a normal person does.

"No problem, Mile," Yomi said. "You're my friend. There's no way I'd leave you stranded."

"Least you're more understanding than Sam," Miles said as Yomi began driving after she made sure everyone was buckled in.

"Yes, well my brother is currently thinking with his dick," Mariel said dryly, rolling her eyes.

The ride was mostly silent after that as they drove towards Miles' house. The two waved goodbye to him before leaving when they dropped him off, heading towards the movie theater.

"So, we're getting dinner after the movie?" Mariel asked, making sure she had that right as she glanced at Yomi.

"Yes," Yomi nodded. "No, I'm not telling you what movie we're going to see. It's a surprise."

"You know that's a little cliché," Mariel pouted.

Yomi merely smirked. "I don't care if it is," she replied. "I just want to make this night a good one for you."

Mariel stared at Yomi for a moment. "Are you a hopeless romantic?" she finally asked.

"I suppose that depends on one's definition," Yomi replied with a grin as they pulled up to the movie theater.

"I didn't realize the movie theater was only around five minutes from Miles' place and fifteen from the lake..." Mariel said, blinking in surprise as she glanced at the clock. Maybe I will be able to get home before midnight.

"Yes, well, it is," Yomi said with a smile.

The two girls got out of the car, Yomi making sure it was locked just to be on the safe side. When the two went inside, Yomi insisted on Mariel waiting for her in the concession line while she got the tickets. After getting the two tickets, she joined Mariel in the line and insisted on paying for everything since the date had been her idea. Mariel tried to protest and say she could pay for her share, but Yomi wouldn't have it. The two got their drinks and popcorn before heading off to the right room after showing their tickets to the person waiting there. When Mariel finally saw what movie they were going to see, she squealed and hugged Yomi, before backing off, embarrassed, and apologized. Yomi merely chuckled at her.

Once in their seats as the commercials played, the two got comfortable. Mariel felt extremely happy to know that, not only did her crush like her back and want to be her girlfriend, but they were already on their first date. As the movie began to play, Mariel decided that life couldn't get any better than what was happening.

FINALLY. I finally got it done! :D This chapter is nearly 4,000 words long (excluding this ending note), so I hope you all have enjoyed it! This is probably one of the longest chapters I've ever written for a fanfic. I'm sorry if the end feels a little rushed, but I didn't feel like spending too much time on the date. If you all want a more in-depth version, especially since I'll be doing somewhat of a time-skip next chapter.

Edit: *looks up* Wow. A few months ago, it really was a novelty for me to write anything longer than 3,000 words, wasn't it? Well, now I'm getting to the point where, in some stories, my chapters rarely dip below 4,000 words. I never realized how utterly short a 3,000-word chapter is. Not until I started writing stories like Unconventional Way to Heal, at least.