After what seemed like forever I was finally able to get off that plane. Trying to squeeze my way through the traffic in the airport was a nightmare. There are so many people and so little space to move around. It was the worst! I finally escaped my own personal hell and went to the car park. I saw a man there dressed in a suit with what appeared to be a very short tie. Knowing what my parents said about him working with the US government he was a bit…underwhelming. I did love my excitement after all. It's what happens to a person when they travel all over the world constantly discovering unexplored places.
I was quite disappointed with his appearance. Not much to go on. I liked to learn about people by studying their appearance. Clearly, he thought that presentation was important he's was wearing a suit but the top button was undone so he clearly didn't care for authority figures. Or perhaps just one. If he did he would hold himself better.
If you are wondering why the top button undone means he dislikes authority figures, it's because of the smart way he is dressed which shows professionalism. However, with the top button undone it seemed like he was trying to mock someone by dressing with respect but the way he wore it was disrespectful and sloppy like he didn't care.
"Jennifer Sparks?" He asked me as if it wasn't obvious already. He must have seen a picture of me before coming here otherwise that would be very incompetent of him. Anyone could claim to be me and I made sure that my point was clear but did not overstep my boundaries.
"Yes, that's me. Shouldn't you have known that already?"
"Do not get smart with me." That was not the response was expecting. Maybe I misjudged him. I thought I was far within my boundaries. Apparently, I was wrong.
"I'm looking after you because your parents asked me to so try to show a bit more respect. I understand that this is difficult for you but that does not excuse this kind of behaviour. I get enough of this from…other people. I would prefer not to have it from you too especially because you will be staying at the house I got for you in Jasper."
"Wait…you got me a house?" At this point I was very confused. I thought I was going to be living with him. But again, apparently, I was wrong. I had never got that much wrong in such a short space of time. I must have been getting rusty.
"You didn't think you would be staying at my house, did you? Look, right now I can't afford for some child to be following me around all the time. I will come to check on you once a week. You are 15 years old and I hope that you are able to take care of yourself."
"I can do that. You don't have to worry about me. I did just fly on a plane the entire way here by myself."
To that he chuckled "That's good. My work keeps me busy and I do apologise for that. If I had more time I would check on you more but I can't. I will take you to where you will be staying. The school you will be attending is in front of the house so it won't be very difficult to find. I expect you to be in school every day."
"Don't worry, I will be. I love school." Perhaps he wasn't as bad as I first thought.
As he said he took me to my new house which was small but I wasn't really expecting much to begin with. He probably wasn't expecting to suddenly have a child to look after. I would have freaked out much more than he appeared to be. He told me to get some rest and be ready for my lessons in the morning.
I did what I was told (as always) and went to bed…well sort of. Through my stress I forgot to have dinner which was a bad habit of mine. Oddly enough I never really got hungry. I laid awake thinking about what I left behind, which wasn't much to begin with. I didn't have any friends, we always moved houses so there was no place I could call home, so the only thing I really left behind was my family. I was missing them so much.
I did always wonder what they were hiding from me. They always treated me differently after the accident but, even before I felt…unusual. They were always careful around me, always watching. I knew they were not my real parents. They hadn't told me yet but I knew how genetics worked. Both my parents had blonde hair and blue eyes so how I came out with green eyes and brown hair I don't know. My logical assumption was that I was adopted.
Due to this, more questions arose but I decided to ignore them because when I start asking questions I don't stop until I get answers. Not a good trait for a person to have because it made me too curious and constantly put me in danger as a child. Obsessing over every little detail is difficult but, I guess that's one reason why I loved engineering and medicine because questions are constantly asked and answers are constantly found.
Consumed by thoughts I still managed to get to sleep, how I do not know. I awoke at 7 am and got ready or school. I didn't have any books, nor do I style my hair in an extravagant way or wear makeup so it didn't take me much time to get ready. I had over an hour of free time which I used to continue to build my robot. If you are wondering 'why are you building a robot and where did you get the materials?' to which I say my story my rules. Don't question it. I know people.
Ok fine I'll tell you, my parents sent it to me though shipping but that just ruins the mystery. Anyway, I really enjoy robotics and I want to be able to make Lockdown sentient one day. He may be a robot bird but I will make him live.
After finally completing the body of lockdown I went to school arriving on time to be greeted by the principle and taken to my lesson. I was quite surprised to be greeted by someone. I thought I was going to have to find my way around…alone.
Once I got to the classroom the teacher did something that I dreaded, she told me to introduce myself. I have always hated that part since I was always moving to other countries and having to introduce myself in their language probably butchering it in the process. Luckily this time it was in English so I think I did well given the circumstances.
I looked amongst the children to see if anyone interesting was there but I was on a tight time schedule for my introduction so I only had a few seconds before It was considered awkward. The reason I didn't wait before I sat down was because I could see everyone's faces clearly which is useful when I want to learn about them. Sadly, in my fear I ran out of time and only saw some boring kids that sat in the front. So, I decided to just get it over with and introduced myself.
"Hello, my full name is Jennifer Sparks. I like reading, writing, problem solving and both robotics and the medical field. I dislike violence but I am not completely against it since it can help in some situations. I hope you enjoy getting to know me in the upcoming years and I will do my best to get to know you."
I was quite proud of that introduction. Apparently, some other people were not. "Nerd! Go back to England!" one person shouted. At least they could understand accents. Since the teacher was looking away they did not see the person who did it but to be honest I didn't really care. This had happened to me before and I had gotten used to it by now. Well at least I should have been. I have always been quick to anger but instead of using my fists I used my mouth and I responded which was not a smart move on my part. I wasn't proud of what I said but I did not regret it.
"Stop trying to be a smartass. Your just an ass. I mean how old are you…wait I shouldn't ask, you can't count that high." Quite a few laughs could be heard in the classroom, I even think I heard the teacher try and hide a chuckle. But I ended up with detention after class and was told to take my seat. I don't think I made a very good first impression.
Classes went on as usual throughout the day and I met the teacher for my detention which surprisingly only lasted 20 minutes. I thought it would be longer. I did notice something strange whilst I was in detention. When I looked out the window I saw three children. One was older boy, probably around 16, with black hair and eyes. He wore blue jeans and a brown shirt with a white long-sleeved underneath. At least that's what it looked like. He seemed to be quite normal, probably had a job at a fast food restaurant. Clearly an upstanding American citizen.
Another was a girl around the same age with black hair with pink highlights which she wore in two high ponytails. Most likely the rebellious type looking at her. Her eyes were either hazel or a light brown colour, since she was too far away I couldn't tell. She wore a spaghetti strapped top with a robot on the front with a pink undershirt. Then she had shorts and stripped leggings with boots. The rebellious type was strong with this one. Looking at her she appeared to be from Japan.
Now the last one was a twelve-year-old boy with brown spikey hair and eyes with red glasses. I've always liked glasses so he immediately became my favourite. He had on blue jeans, a yellow hued, long sleeved shirt, with an orange jumper vest on top. I liked his trainers which were also orange with grey as well. He seemed like the smart one of the group.
What intrigued me the most was that they appeared to be friends. A group of such diverse people. I wondered what they had been through to become so close to each other. Must have been something incredible or unbelievable.
'Perhaps they got dragged into some crazy war.' I made myself chuckle with that thought. Two cars pulled up, a green muscle car (as it appeared) and a yellow/black Camaro. The oldest went to a blue motorcycle which seemed too powerful for him to legally ride if we were back in England but apparently its fine here. Shows what I knew.
Of course, I was curious as to why he had such an amazing Bike but It really wasn't any of my business. Okay it infuriated me that I didn't know why these types of vehicles collected them from school since they were clearly not rich. I wanted to find out more but I reconsidered…however difficult that decision was…and however likely I was going to go back on that decision later.
So, I ignored it and went home to which I started work on the "brain" of Lockdown. Every robot needs a consciousness after all. I really hoped one day to make him a complete A.I and allow him to make his own decisions. It was very difficult with the limited tools I had so the only thing I could use was my tablet that I brought with me. So, I connected it to a chip and started coding.
I had never wanted something so much in my life, other than being able to bring life to something I had made, since the doctors said I was unable to have children myself. I know I was only 15 but I went to the doctors a lot as a child and they told me last year that I could never have children of my own. I never really thought about it until then since it was so natural and it hit me a lot harder than I thought It would have.
I know I've gone completely off topic but it feels nice to have someone to talk to, even if you aren't here and this is just a recording. I did tell some other people but, it never felt as refreshing as this. Anyway, I have gone way too far off topic so let's continue where we left off.
I touched Lockdown on where the heart would be on a bird smiling to myself. I ended up falling asleep with the tablet in my hand lying on my bed with Lockdown at my side completely forgetting about dinner… again. I wasn't really looking forward to the next day of school, but that's only because of the people there and not the actual lessons themselves.
After all, I was new there, and I had so much more to learn.
AN: Whoa boy that took a long time to write. Hope you are enjoying my fanfiction so far. I hope to develop my character more in the future and I hope you don't mind the small additions to her I made in this chapter. Since this is a long term project I would love to hear your ideas for other characters in Transformers Prime or even Rescue Bots since I want to find a way to add them to the story at some point even if it's just a cameo. I want to include everyone who is reading my stories as much as I can and all ideas will be credited if used. All the love from England.