A/N: Hey guys this is the next redone chapter woo! A big thank you to Tainted Griffin for being my beta and looking for this :) Please read the notes at the bottom thanks :)



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Everything just kind of settled down from there and within a month and a half, I found out the horrible truth. It turned out that it was going to take longer than the 3 months I thought it would for the house to be fixed, so I was persuaded to stay for much longer than I wanted. (In other words, I was told I would be staying until I was told otherwise)

Well, wanted is a strong word. I just thought it was going to be a short stay and, to be honest, I don't really mind staying that bit longer because Sam and Mikaela were growing on me. And, of course, Bee was too.

So I got a job in one of Judy's favorite coffee shops, thanks to her (I think it was so she could keep an eye on me in case I wanted to blow up the shop), and I got most of my things shipped over from the house. Plus, I got a wardrobe full of new clothes, which Sam had the pleasure of driving me and Mikaela around to get. All I had left was to buy a new car because it's not like I'm going to get driven around by my Mum and Dad all the time, or Sam for that matter. That and I just feel a wee bit jealous of Sam.

"Hey, Jem, staring at my car isn't going to get you one."

We were all sitting in Sam's back yard and by we, I mean Sam, Mikaela, me, and, of course, his yellow Camaro. Which I know for a fact can stare at a person. How do I know this? I can feel it staring at me. Call me weird if you want, but if you were in my shoes, you would know what I was talking about.

Anyway, it was a really nice day, so we decided we would sit out the sun and look at all the newspapers to see what cars were on sale.

"I know. I'm hoping that if I stare at it for long enough, it will go up in flames."

I think this is what you'd call stunned silence.

Yup, they are both staring at me.

"Oh c'mon, guys, I was kidding. I love him, really, but I just wish I had a car."

It didn't take long before they started chatting again. They were almost used to my weird comments and the time in between them was getting smaller, just a little.

"Hey, what about this one? It's a Ford Ka, 2000 1.3 liter and has 35,000 miles on the clock. Looks like it's in pretty good condition from the picture."

Hmm, that's that doesn't sound too bad, I guess. I just wish I could get that old car my uncle gave me to work. Sigh. That would be a car to hold on to. Oh well, better make do I suppose. Besides, it's still back home in Scotland.

"Yeah, sounds like the best one so far. Where is it Mikaela?"

We both turned to her to hear the answer.

"Not too far, actually. It's in an ad from a car dealership called Second Is The Best."

"Cheesy name."

I think Sam and I were separated at birth. We keep saying the same thing at the same time. The last time this happened, it lasted for an hour and we couldn't look at each other for a week. Yeah, I know what you're thinking; he's an alien, right?

"Well, let's get going, guys. We still have time to go before everyone comes back with the stuff."

Oh, I forgot about that. We were having a BBQ with Judy and Ron; we better be quick about this.


"Hmmm."

"So, what do you think? It's a real pretty color and real cheap, too."

I have no idea if that's cheap or not, but I don't think mustard yellow is my color. I like Bee's kind of yellow. Hopefully, Mikaela will come up with something that stops me from buying it.

"You're kidding, right?"

My savior!

"There is no way she is buying that car! The engine is full of rust and the battery is almost dead. You are an idiot if you think she's going to buy it. We are so out of here. C'mon, Jem."

And that is why every home needs a Mikaela.

Now, this is where it gets weird. First, I manage to convince Sam to let me drive Bee home and let me tell you, that wasn't an easy task.

"Pleassssssssse? Sam! I really want a shot!"

Sam was going slightly red in the face at this point. The three of us were just standing in front of the Camero while we argued. Mikaela was in my favor; she didn't see the problem.

"I've heard about your driving, Jem! You've totaled 3 cars in the last two years! And you think that I should let you drive Bee-"

He did not just bring up the totaled cars!

"They were not my fault! The first was because of a car behind me hitting black ice and ramming into me, and the other was because of some drunk driver! I ended up in the hospital for a week after that one!"

The both of them are staring at me. Well, good. I hope they understand how much that hurt me. I mean, I don't like wrecking cars, especially since it makes my insurance go sky high. By now, I had turned away from the both of them and was looking down the street to the left, where a cop car was waiting for something.

Oh, I'm getting that feeling again. You know the one? The "I-know-someone-is-watching-me" feeling? Yeah, that one. It's coming from the cop car, which is weird because cops watch you all the time and it doesn't freak you out, normally, but it does this time. Do you know why? It's 'cause there's no driver in it to stare at me.

You heard me. No cop. So why the hell am I getting this feeling, eh? I don't like it one bit. There is something going on here.

"Alright, alright. You win, you can drive Bee, here."

I was too busy staring to notice Sam dangling his keys in front of me. They must have been arguing while I wasn't listening.

"Sorry, Sam, what?"

"Sigh. I said you could drive Bee."

YES!!!!!!! Maybe I can steal him while I'm driving him. Hehe, the perfect crime!

"Jem, stop laughing like an idiot and get in the car."

"Oh right, sorry, guys."

They will never suspect a thing! Ahahahahahahahahaha!

On to the freeway we go!


I never realized that the freeway would be soo busy. I'm glad that the guys are here to keep me company.

"Watch out for that lorry! Don't-"

"Pull out now, get away from that mustang!"

"No, not too fast!"

Geez, I didn't think my driving was that bad. The both of them are sitting as straight as a needle, watching the traffic on either side of me in case I decided to pull out.

"Hey, Jem, what happened to that other car you totaled?"

Now Sam has to bring that up! Oh well, better just tell them.

Keeping one eye on the road and the other in on the mirror to watch their reactions, I calmly told them what happened to Nessie.

"Well, Nessie had an unfortunate accident 6 months before I got here. What happened was, when I was driving home, now you have to believe me when I say this, a building jumped out in front of Nessie and slammed right into the side of her, nearly ripping her apart. She never stood a chance."

No one spoke for a while. I guess they were trying to figure out who Nessie was.

"Em who was Nessie?"

I knew Mikaela was a smart girl.

"I don't even want to know! Let me out! Let me out of here! Open the doors! Open the doors…"

Yeah, Sam has the right idea.

"Nessie was my car."

She was a good wee car, she did her bit got me from here to there without too much fuss. It was a shame what happened to her. May she rest in piece(s).

"You ran into a building?!"

"No, Mikaela, you silly girl, the building ran into me."

I could see her mouth the word 'okay' very slowly and try to subtly help Sam with door. Not that it does any good since I locked them.

Now here comes the really strange part.

"WHAT THE F-"

BANG!

"IS THAT A COP CAR?"

Sam and Mikaela's head couldn't snap around fast enough. It was like they had whip lash or something. I mean, is it odd that a cop car is ramming us or is it just a normal day, because I really can't tell since I haven't been here that long.

"Oh crap! Sam, it's the cop car!"

"I know! I know! What do you want me to do? Get out there and talk to him?!"

I thought it was about time I said something, because it sounded like they knew who this was and I was starting to get pissed off at the 3rd bang.

"You know this cop car?"

BANG!

Again with the ramming?! I'm going to kill this guy if I get my hands on him!

"He sort of doesn't like us for some reason."

"What reason would that be, Sam? An unpaid parking ticket!?"

"WATCH-!"

Oh SHIT! TRUCK!!!

At this point, I panicked and closed my eyes. Yeah, I know it's not the best thing to do when you're driving, but I was scared and that's what I do. I close my eyes and scream. It works most of the time.

But before I could even scream, the steering wheel moved! All by itself! How amazing is that?! I mean, I knew Sam's car was amazing, but I didn't know it could drive itself. But hang on a second, cars don't drive themselves, do they? No, that's not right, so what is going on? I know! Bee is possessed by a ghost! That has to be it; there is no other explanation for it! I feel smart now, hehe.

Right, concentrate on the road and the crazy cop.

"So, where am I going?"

"Somewhere, just drive!"

Well, that's not helpful, what if I need to take a turn off?

Above all the normal car noises, you know the engines and the squealing of the tires, there came another noise that rose above all that. It was a deep rumbling sound. It sounded like a huge engine pushing itself faster and faster to catch up, like if it didn't, something bad would happen. There was the sound of huge tires grinding on the road, going faster and faster and faster until I was sure it was right behind us.

I looked in the mirror just to see the cop car speeding up, tearing in to the sides of other cars to get to us. What the hell is that driver thinking? What if he hurts someone trying to get to us? No, it's cool; there is no driver in the car to think about that kind of stuff.

Wait. NO DRIVER?????????!

I'm going mad. It's official.

Bee suddenly went a whole lot faster, just like it had seen the oncoming cop car. But the weirdest thing of all was that I never put my foot down hard enough, or so I think. Come to think of it, did I even have my foot on the accelerator?

"Do you see that, Sam?"

The both of them were staring out the window towards the cut off.

"It's Optimus!!!"

We were nearing a cut off when they shouted out that strange name. And all of a sudden, there was this half truck thingy speeding down the cut off towards us! It was going the wrong way! I mean, are they trying to get arrested? The truck was blue and red with flames dancing over its hood and down the side, and as it got closer, the sound from earlier got louder. I guess I know now what the sound was; it was the truck going along on the road beside the freeway.

"Where is it going, guys!? Someone please say it's not coming for us!"

The truck was so close to us now that I could make out the symbol on its grill and it was the exact same one that's on Bee's hood. What the hell is going on here? Is Sam apart of some gang that the police are after? Or is it something else? Next thing I know, it's passed straight by us and is heading to the cop car.

No one answered me as we watched it come in behind us and face the cop car head on. This is unbelievable! It's like the truck is squaring up to it! But cars and such don't fight, right? This is just a gang fight or some lunatic trying to prove himself, right? Did that truck have a driver in it?!

Bee suddenly sped up again and before I knew it, we couldn't see the two cars and I was left wondering what in the hell was going on.

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It was a while before I realized that I had stopped us a few streets away from Sam's house. I think I was too numb to know what I was doing.

"Hey, Jem, let me drive us back to the house, kay? We don't want your mom having a hissy fit when she finds out you were driving my car."

Oh yeah, he's right. She will have a heart attack if she finds out.

I silently let Sam into the driver seat while I climbed into the passenger seat. The both of them were just staring at me and my silence.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Mikaela was touching my shoulder now, while looking at Sam with a meaningful look. A look I couldn't quite understand.

"We'll be honest with the answer, don't worry."

Well, if that's the case I better, just ask them, huh?

"Are you part of a gang?"

Stunned silence took over for a moment before hysterical laughter took its place. I mean I don't get what's so funny, it's an honest question. What else am I suppose to think? That the cop car and the truck are aliens? Get a life!

It was Sam who decided to answer my question.

"Of course not, Jem! Don't worry about what happened today, I'm sure it had nothing to do with us. Maybe the cop's brakes weren't working and he kept ramming into us by accident and the truck just came along when it did with some kind of vendetta or something, who knows? Coz I don't, I mean, we don't, so let's just drop this, okay? Good and let's not tell anyone, okay?"

I could tell that there was an anxious note in his voice, so maybe he's just as worried about it as I was. I mean, I'm sure he doesn't wants the police on his front door tomorrow, either. Or is it something else?

"No, I'm sure that's about right. Sam, let's just go have fun?"

The both of them looked pretty relieved with my answer and Sam started driving again. It wasn't long before we could see his house and the smoke from the BBQ in the back.

We all piled out into the yard and went around to the back where I watched Sam go talk to Judy and Mikaela talk to my Mum.

As I watched Sam speak to Judy, I could see her getting stressed and the whispering got harsher and slightly louder before Ron went over and ushered them both into the kitchen.

Now, I don't believe what he said to me in the car, but for their sake I was going to just play along. There is something going on here and I have a feeling that I'm going to find out whether or not I like it.

What have I gotten myself into?


A/N: Hey thanks for reading this new chapter and I hope you have enjoyed it :) Please, please, please let me know what you guys think of these new chapters please? I want to know if its better or not. Anyway a big bit of cake of everyone and I hope you all had a xmas and a good new year! Bye!