A/N: Hiya! Sorry it took so long, yeah? I've recently been on vacation with a cold. Not the best time of my life, if you know what I mean.

Anyways, this chapter is where someone discovers Prowl and Jazz. Hm... I wonder who? *hint hint*

Disclaimer: I do not own any copyrighted items featured in this story. Everything belongs to their respective owners. I own Lalena.

I collapsed onto my bed, totally exhausted by the day's events.

I guess it was only a matter of time. Someone had finally discovered Prowl and Jazz. You would've expected my mom or dad find them, but no. It just had to be someone from school. A boy, no less! Dylan had walked into the practice room that I'd took to talking to the Bots in.

*Flashback*

When I got to the bandroom, I went into the practice room and shut the door.

Apparently, Jazz didn't like staying in that bag.

I don't really blame him. I mean who would want to be stuffed into to a bag everyday? Not me, that's for sure.

"Seriously, girl. That Dylan character's helm over pedes for ya." Jazz stated.

"I guess, but it's not I like him back or anything." i protested.

"You defending yourself says otherwise." Prowl said.

"Whatever! I-"

"Hey, Lalena? What's up? I heard shouting and-" Dylan said, opening the door to the room. He saw me, Jazz and Prowl looking a him, all three of us frozen.

What happened next, happened at the same time. Dylan was about run out of the room, but I pulled him back in and covered his mouth with my hand. Jazz and Prowl went to hide behind one of the chairs, while closed the door.

"Wh-what? How on earth-? Is this real? Am I dreaming? Am I dead?" Dylan tried to say from behind my hand.

"Dammit, Dylan!" I missed into his ear. "Shut your mouth!"

He finally shut up and I let him go.

"What the hell is going on?" He whisper-yelled at me.

"Well... It's kind of a long story..."

*Flashback end*

I seriously wasn't prepared to explain this situation to anyone, let alone Dylan... He was actually pretty cool about it, actually. He only freaked out at the beginning, but then after all that, he asked if he could see Prowl and Jazz again. Jazz was cool with it and Prowl really couldn't care less, so I said okay.

It was very odd, but whatever. As long as he doesn't tell anyone about them.

Jazz and Prowl got onto my bed and I let them watch Transformers: Prime. I think they were on the 10th or 11th episode. They really got a kick out of Wheeljack and how Starscream keeps plotting against Megatron.

So while they were doing that, I was doing some last minute studying for finals.

'Okay, so three times the square root of one hundred is thirty. And if you plug that in here, you would get-' I never got the answer because the doorbell rang at that moment.

I groaned and went to the door and opened it. And there was Hannah, Taylin, Kylie, Dylan, Ed, and James.

"Hey guys! What are you doing here?" I asked.

"We came to hang out! Duh!" Hannah said.

"Well, you should've said so! Come on, just let me put my stuff away. I'll be right back."

They settled on the couch while Taylin set up the Wii. I went to my room and closed the door.

"Hey what's with all that racket out there?" Jazz asked.

"My friends are over, including Dylan." I explained. "You guys are gonna have to stay in here for a while."

"Got it. Stay in here and don't make a scene."

"Exactly. I'll come back when they're gone."

And i left the room and closed the door.

"Hey guys. What are you guys playing?" I asked them. "Hey wait a minute! Did you guys just come here to play games?"

They all laughed. "You caught us!" James and Ed snickered.

I sighed. "Alright, then... So seriously, dudes. What are you playing?"

"Well, we were thinking Rock Band. You could sing~" Hannah said in a sing-song voice.

"Sure thing."

Apparently, none of them wanted to sing because they think their voices sounded horrible. They always rely on me to sing and, honestly, I like it.

I plugged in all of the instruments and sat down on the floor.

It was pretty fun, singing all my favorite songs on every Rock Band. And the others couldn't say anything about it. Every time they did, I would say, "You wanna sing?" And they would shut up about it while everyone else laughed. Pretty hilarious if you ask me.

*Where Prowl and Jazz are*

"Ya think they're havin' fun out there?" Jazz asked from where he was watching Transformers: Prime Shadowzone.

"Yes, Jazz."

"Really?"

"Yes, Jazz."

"Are ya absolutely positive?"

"Yes, Jazz."

Ya really think so?"

"I'm sure they're perfectly fine, Jazz." Prowl sighed, more than slightly irritated. 'That was the 5th time that he asked me that! I'm trying to meditate!'

"Ya really think it's a good idea for those younglings to be out there on their own? Ah mean, its not that we ain't solid with Lalena. It's just..." Jazz usually wasn't one to be speechless, but at this point in time, he had every right to be.

Prowl sighed and gave up trying to meditate. "Well, what do you suggest we do?"

Jazz got this strange gleam in his visor. Prowl stared at him for a little while before his optics widened behind his own visor.

"Oh no. Jazz, please tell me you're not thinking what I think you're thinking." Prowl practically pleaded.

"Ya bet yer aft Ah am." Jazz grinned. "Time ta put our skills to good use."

A/N: Slight cliffhanger at the end there, huh? But i'm sure you guys can figure out what happens next.

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