A/N: Hey guys this is the redone chapter :) Another big big thank you to Tainted Griffin for beta reading this chapter :) she is very fast :) Please enjoy :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. They belong to Hasbro. I only own my character and plotline.

"Agh. Where the hell are they?"

I've been waiting at the airport over 40 minutes now and no one has showed up! They better not have forgotten that I was coming today. Yeah, you guessed it, I've just arrived in America and am now waiting for my stupid parents to show up. Everyone just walks past me and ignores me; you would think someone would come up and ask me if I was alright, but noooooooooooo, they don't care, just like my parents!

Maybe I should sit down; it's been a long day.

Just as I sit down, I start to hear a couple speaking behind me on the other side of the seats. You know, the ones with the plastic seats that are back to back? Right, those ones. Anyway, I started to get a little worried with the conversation.

"Sam, just admit it, you haven't got a clue where gate 17 is."

"I do, it's just around here somewhere, it can't be too far. I mean, we've been to every other gate so far."

"Yeah, and in that time Jemma has probably left to go find her parents."

I turned round at the sound of my name, just to get a quick look at them, but they started to look around the airport and I didn't want to be caught staring, so just as quick, I turned back around.

"Well, she can't have gone too far, Mikaela. We are the ones that are meant to be picking her up."

"Well, no duh, Sam."

There was an awkward silence which I could only guess was them looking around the airport. I wonder, are they are looking for me? Maybe I should say something? But if they're not, I'm not making a fool of myself. Right, I'll just keep eavesdropping.

"Do you have that phone number her Mom gave to you?"

"Yeah, hold on and I'll get it out of my bag."

There was some rustling, which I take as her looking in her bag.

"There you go."

"Thanks, now maybe we can find her. Hopefully, she turned her phone on."

"...So let mercy come and wash away. What I've done, I'll face myself to cross out what I've become. Erase myself and let go of what I've done…"

Oh shit, my phone!

I struggled to get it out my pocket for what seemed like ages and finally managed to answer it.

"Em, hello?"

"Is this Jemma?"

"Why do you want to know that?"

"Oh right, my name's Sam and I need to know where you are."

"And why do you need to know where I am? Are you some crazy stalker guy?!"

"No! No, no you've got this all mixed up. You see, your parents sent me to come pick you up because they couldn't get out of work to come do it themselves and I can't seem to find you, so I just need you to tell me where you are and I can take you home, if that's okay with you?"

"Give me some proof, then."

"Eh, well, let me think. Em. Oh! Your brother, Stephen, filled my room with chicken feathers and glue about 3 weeks ago."

"I suppose that will do."

I just hung up on him then and stood up to speak to them.

"What? Hello?"

"Did she just hang up on you?"

"Yeah, I think she did."

They were both just staring at each other when I decided to make myself known.

"So, where's your car parked?"

"What?"

Wow, twins. They said that the same time. I wonder what else they can do.

"You know, that thing with four wheels and an engine?"

"We know what a car is, but who, exactly, are you?"

"That hurts, Sam. Really, you couldn't recognise my voice? I'm Jem."

I stuck my hand out for him to shake, but he just kept staring at me like I was looney.

"Hi, I'm Mikaela. It's nice to meet you, Jem."

At least she has manners. What am I talking about? I just insulted their intelligence.

"Same here."

"Sam will help you with your bags while we go to the car."

"Oh, right. Thanks, Sam"

We both just started walking off with Sam shouting in the background about how unfair it was. Hehe, I'm starting to really like this girl.

"So, how was your flight?"

"Horrible! There were 3 kids, all screaming, and an old guy, who smelled funny, sitting next to me. Not to mention the bitchy hostess."

"Sounds like you've had it rough."

We were nearly outside when it happened. My clumsy side decided to make itself known.

"BANG!"

I walked into the glass wall just beside the doors.

"Oh my God, are you okay?"

I could hear and see the laughter she was trying to hide while she helped me up. Ow, why now of all times?

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm just starting to see stars that's all."

She couldn't keep it in; she started laughing. Sam came up behind us at that point, totally missing the whole episode, which I'm quite glad about.

"Come on, let's giggle get you into the car before you hurt yourself anymore."

Mikaela then shoved me in the direction of the car and soon enough we were standing in front of one the best looking cars I have ever seen!

It was a Chevrolet Camaro Concept car, a 2009 model. I'd only seen it once, in a magazine my Dad brought back. It was really the only car I've ever bothered to remember.

"Wow! Nice car, man."

"Eh, thanks. I'm sure Bumblebee appreciates it."

"Who's Bumblebee?"

Was it me or were the two of them looking quite scared of something?

"I call him Bumblebee, you know how guys like to name their cars and stuff, so, yeah, that's his name and it's cool. Well, I think it's cool, what about you? I mean, you don't have to like it, it is my car and all, and I'm going to stop talking now."

"Does he do that a lot?"

I could see Mikaela trying not to laugh again.

"You'd be surprised."

We all piled into the Camaro, with me being in the back and them in the front. I swear I have never seen a better looking car before in my life. Black leather everywhere and you can hardly feel a bump in it. Or so I thought.

"Hey, Jem, are you okay back there?"

Mikaela had turned round to look at me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just trying to figure out a way to steal your car."

"WHAT?"

Okay, didn't think Sam would have a heart attack at my small joke.

"Calm down. I just mean it's beautiful, that's all."

Right then, we seemed to hit a really big bump in the road because the car basically went flying through the air.

Mikaela just started laughing her head off at absolutely nothing while Sam was trying to beat up his car. Unsuccessfully, might I add. He was kicking the radio, the dashboard, and everything he could get his feet to.

"Em, what did I say?"

Mikaela had calmed down enough to start talking again.

"Nothing, don't worry about it. Bee is just a bit temperamental, being a concept car and all. And Sam, well, that's just Sam."

Okay, I don't know if I should be afraid of these people or not. I just hope they aren't insane, murderers, or clowns for that matter. I just don't like clowns. How can they be so happy all of the time?! It's not right!

Rant over.

I must have fallen asleep at one point because the next thing I remember is having this really strange dream about talking cars. It went something like this.

I could hear some people talking but the conversation didn't make sense.

"What the hell was that all about?! You could have blown our cover!"

"Calm down, she doesn't have a clue about what we're talking about."

Then came the strange sort-of-metallic sounding voice. It was like it was coming through a filter or something.

"I don't think she understands what you have been talking about, but it would help if you didn't have a panic attack every time you slip up."

It was like the voice had come from everywhere at once, surrounding me, so that I could feel it as if it was coming from the seats.

"He's right, you know. Ifyou don't start calming down, she's going to suspect something. We can't get anyone else involved."

Who's she? I wonder if they are talking about the Queen's mother.

"Prime has strict orders not to involve any unnecessary persons, so we must be careful with what we talk about."

That voice again. It sounds so close, but so far away at the same time. Where is it?

"Alright, guys, I'll try to calm down, but I swear, Bee, you can't be doing that whole jumping thing! Just because she said something nice doesn't mean you can act like that!"

Bee? Whoever it is, is talking to a bee that sounds like a car? Now, I know I have weird dreams, but this takes the cake!

All of a sudden, the giant bee in my head started to dance to 'I'm Too Sexy' by Right said Fred.

"… I'm a model, you know what I mean…I'm too sexy for my car, too sexy for my car..."

"Right, I think we get the point, Bee."

So I let the big bee dance away to his song and I went flying with a unicorn.

"Hey, Jem? You awake?"

Now I am. God, I was having a good dream. Robert Pattinson asked me to marry him.

"Yeah, where are we?"

"In front of your house."

I recognize the voice as Mikaela. She was trying to help me out of the back of the car while Sam was unloading my bags.

"Come on and we'll get you inside. I bet you're hungry?"

She can read my mind.

"Yep. What do you fancy?"

She took her time thinking and it wasn't until we were in front of the door did she answer. It isn't a hard question, dear.

"Chinese sound good to you?"

"Yeah, deffo. Do you know any good places?"

At that, she laughed.

"Yeah, I do. I'll phone for us once Sam gets all the bags in."

The house is quite big. On the left, there is a huge living room which leads on to the kitchen at the back, all open and plain. And on the right is a flight of stairs, a downstairs bathroom, and a study.

"I'm going to have a quick shower before the food comes. God knows I stink to the high heavens."

"Alright, we'll just watch the TV until you're ready. Then we can order the food."

"Thanks."

I trotted up stairs to find the bathroom and it wasn't too hard to find. The stairs went up in a sort of curl and end up facing the way I came up. The first room on my left looked to be my brother's room because of all the dirty clothes lying about. The door on the right was a towel cupboard and straight ahead of me was my parent's room. I found my room just around the corner to the right of everyone else's. I'm right beside the toilet, just like at home.

Oh well, better hurry up.

When I finally made it down the stairs, I was wearing a pair of my brother's shorts and one of his baggy t-shirts, since mine were still in my bags. I found the pair just sitting in front of the TV, as they had promised.

"Hey, feeling better?"

Sam was too engrossed with what was on to notice I had come down.

"Yup, much better. So, ready to eat?"

"Got the number right here. What do you want?"

"Anything that's not spicy. I hate spicy food."

That drew Sam's attention from the TV. He turned to look at me as I sat down.

"You're a weirdo, you know that?"

Hmm, he's already got me pegged. Smart kid.

"Just a tad. Does it bother you?"

"Nope, I'm the same. Welcome to the neighborhood!"

At the last bit, he threw his hands up in the air like some mini-Mexican wave.

I could get used to this.

"Alright, no spicy things. I'll go phone it in."

Mikaela went to get the phone while me and Sam kept watching the TV.

"Sam, why are we watching Cartoon Network?"

"Because the Power Puff Girls are on."

And he called me weird.

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An hour or something later, we could hear the door opening.

"Hello?"

Ah, let the torture begin.

"Hi, Mum."

A sound similar to a black rhino charging was soon heard coming from the back door. It wasn't long before said rhino was hugging me.

"I'm so happy to see you, Jemma! We are so sorry we couldn't meet you at the airport, but Sam was kind enough to offer to pick you up."

I could hear Sam in the background saying something along the lines of 'I was forced to' or 'my mother made me do it'. But she kept going anyway.

"Here, Sam, there's some money for going to get her and for the Chinese you guys ordered. I can't tell you how grateful I am, but could I ask you to leave? It's just, I have a lot to talk about to Jemma and you'll get bored silly. I'm sure you guys have something better to do, don't you? Yes? Well, thanks again."

Oh no, Mum has the polite voice on. That's not good! People, run for the heavens! She's going to blow!

And did they run out of the house. They must have seen her like this with Stephen.

She turned around to look at me with the devil eyes and I knew I wasn't going to like what was coming next.

"So, Jemma, what are we going to do about you?"

Oh hell. Someone, anyone, help please?

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