This one is short. Like, really short. I didn't mean to, but in the next two chapters nothing flowed that easily and I had a hard time connecting them together, but I did my best. Exams are over and semester 2 is upon me. I'm hoping that that I can update a little more periodically, but I'm not sure at this point. Either way I hope you guys enjoy this!
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Mikaela was a pretty girl. Like, a really pretty girl. To be honest, Jess was kind of confused as to how Sam and Mikaela ended up together. She had beautiful, long dark hair and gorgeous blue iris' that popped against her tanned skin. She had beautiful facial symmetry too, from her perfect cheekbones to the perfect shape of her eyes.
She was nice too. Jess let her teenage brain get the best of her and assumed that since she looked flawless, she'd be nothing but a bitch, but this girl did not live up to the stereotype. At all.
Sam had ended up asking her to come over first before they both got into Sam's Dad's car and left. Her and Sam left around five thirty, and the pizza showed up fifteen minutes later.
Jess changed into a pair of cotton pajama shorts and a tank top, and Bee switched into a muscle tee and baggy sweat pants. She had a slice of pizza and Bumblebee took two before they settled in to watch Pacific Rim, however halfway through they wound up talking about something else and from there the conversation spiralled, with the movie acting more as background music.
"He did not!" Jess gasped.
Bumblebee snorted, but nodded. "He did. He isn't as smart as he portrays."
Jessica threw her head back and laughed. "Sideswipe got his hand stuck in a vending machine?"
Bumblebee laughed once. "It's even more hilarious when you say it, but yeah he did."
"How?"
"Trying to show off for some girl he wanted to impress," Bumblebee shrugged with a chuckle. "It was hilarious."
Jess giggled as she picked up her can of Coke from the side table. "Oh, and he makes himself seem like the world's biggest ladies man."
Bumblebee snorted. "Not even close. He tries but..."
Jess laughed quietly again as she put her can down. "Ugh, he kind of reminds me of my best friend."
"Best friend?"
She nodded. "Yeah, Sam. She's alot like Sideswipe, except not nearly as cocky as him and not as... blunt and stand off-ish as Sideswipe is, but he does remind me of her." she explained.
Bumblebee seemingly studied her for a moment or two.
"You miss her, don't you?"
She lost her smile and nodded. "I've known her for almost all my life. She told me about her first boyfriend the day they got together. I told her about me losing my virginity two minutes after I left the guy's house. I don't think we've ever had secrets between us."
Bumblebee furrowed your brow. "You've-y-what?" he asked.
She looked over at him confusedly. "What?"
"The thing about... you losing..." he trailed.
She looked at him strangely. "My virginity? What about it?"
He shrugged. "I don't know, just... I didn't expect it, I guess."
She chuckled. "Yeah, I didn't either. It was just the douche bag I was hanging around with at the time. I thought he and I were starting to get close, but apparently not."
He gave her a look that was somewhat mixed with pity. "You regret it?" he asked.
She shrugged. "Kinda, but it also taught me a big lesson that I'm glad I learned early on. The guy I'm meant to be with won't make feel like I need to prove myself to him." she shrugged. "Besides, I don't even know if I want a relationship anymore."
His eyes got slightly wide. "Why not? Is it a confidence issue?"
She looked at him strangely. "What? No, nothing like that, it's just," she pulled her legs up to sit Indian style, and grabbed one of her ankles. "I want to drive trucks for a living. I used to consider maybe opening a nail salon or something because I love doing that too, but driving trucks... the love I have for it always wins out. And I don't want some silly one, I want to travel around the world. Even if it's just seeing the highways, I want to go far with my loads. Long distance hauler. That doesn't really leave a lot of time for a relationship. Not the way I want to do it anyways." she explained.
Bumblebee nodded. "You'd rather work than have a family?"
She laughed. "To be honest, so long as I'm not sacrificing something important up, I'll avoid anything and everything in order to get a job I enjoy. Just how it goes. Plus, if I'm not gonna have a relationship, that doesn't leave any room for kids.". Again, she shrugged. "Not that big of a deal. This planet has more than enough kids running around without homes. Don't need to contribute to that with more kids."
He nodded.
"Okay, no more about me, what about you? You got a special lady back home?" she asked in a teasing tone.
His eyes got distant looking as if thinking of something you try to block out for the most part. "No. No, I haven't been home in a long time."
She immediately felt bad for bringing it up. It was obviously a touchy subject for him that brought painful memories and a mix of unwanted emotions with it, so she reached out and grabbed his bicep lightly.
"Sorry Bumblebee. I shouldn't have brought it up." she apologized.
He shrugged. "It's fine. You didn't know."
"That doesn't excuse the fact that you feel shitty because of it now. Seriously Bumblebee, I'm sorry." she said.
He looked up with a tight smile. "It's alright."
She smiled sympathetically at him. "You want the rest of the pizza or can I chuck it in the fridge?"
He smiled with a silent chuckle. "Nah, I'm surprised I could do two pieces in the first places."
She nodded. "Unless you want to keep watching a movie on giant ocean aliens, you can switch it to one you want, I'll be back. I'll feed the dogs too, I don't think your buddy did before he left with his girlfriend."
Jess let go of his arm and stood up, picking up the cardboard box and the remaining pieces of the pizza. Ollie groaned at her before getting up and following her. This, of course, caused a chain reaction of the black and white dog jumpin down to follow him, who was soon pursued by the brown rat of a dog.
Bumblebee's friend had left the box of dog food on the counter so she opened the fridge and dumped the box down, then pulled the dog food scooper out and filled the two bowls of the smaller dogs, who began eating right away. Ollie sat patiently and waited as she put the borrowed bowl full of his food down. He waited until she was about to leave the kitchen to eat.
When she got back to the living room, Bumblebee was resting on the pull out couch relaxedly, the beginning screen for the movie Spiderman 3 up on the TV. He had his two hands under his head - which made his bicep muscles pop out to catch her eye - and he had a pillow under his head as well.
He looked over at her as she walked in and smiled. "This good?"
She nodded. "Yeah, this is fine."
She stepped over the coffee table and lay herself on the bed. She covered herself with the blanket and Bumblebee hit play.
It wasn't too long after that, that she fell asleep.
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When she woke up the next morning she was touching back to back with Bumblebee, who was tipped over on his side as well. Their feet were tangled together at the end of the bed, and Ollie had his head propped on her feet, while the two small dogs slept on the unused parts of their pillows.
Sam, who she thought was coming home, wound up staying at Mikaela's until afternoon. That morning went by fast and before she knew it, it was one o'clock. They'd eaten the left over pizza in the fridge for lunch
"So what do you want to do?" Bumblebee asked.
She shrugged as Ollie fidgeted in her lap. She leaned down and kissed his forehead.
"Not sure. You choose." she answered.
He chuckled. "If I choose, we'll just end up watching movies all day."
She laughed. "Alright, well... does Sam have a computer? I'm not from around here so I don't really know what there is to do around here. I'll Google some stuff for us to do."
Bumblebee chuckled. "Sure. Right over there." he said.
She walked over and turned the monitor on. It bleeped to life and she clicked on the Internet Explorer link. Google was the home screen that came up.
"Here, I'll help." Bumblebee said.
He brought up a page of activities to do, and she looked through the list.
After ten minutes, she sighed. "There's nothing that catches my eye to do," she looked behind her at Bumblebee. "Why are we even here?"
He pulled a kitchen table chair out, and sat on it backwards - the way guys do where they have the back of the chair in front of them to rest their arms there, and were basically stradling the seat - then furrowed his brow at her. "What do you mean?"
"I mean," she emphasized the word, "Why am I here? Why do I suddenly get a sleepover? And why here, why couldn't I just... go for a sleepover at home?"
"Oh," Bumblebee started, "Well they wanted you off the base because there's a big... mission, I guess, that they're being deployed on, and they didn't want you to see the aftermath of it. You're still only a civilian, they didn't want to scar you or anything." he explained. "As for why you couldn't go home, our Director of National Intelligence wouldn't allow it."
She nodded, but her brow furrowed. "Why?"
Bumblebee laughed. "That's the question everybody asks when that man makes a call or does something that involves us. I haven't got a clue why the government hasn't reassigned him yet. Nobody likes him, all he does it make everything more complicated and messy for us all."
She nodded, looking back at the computer screen. "Yeah, I met him once or twice. He seems..." She was unable to find words to described it, and he laughed.
"Yeah, exactly."
"So," she started, "Then why does he stick around? Why hasn't he been reassigned?"
Bumblebee chuckled. "'Cause he's the Security Advisor, and the President feels as though he needs someone like him around our base."
She shrugged. "Well... what's a military base with an obnoxious narcisist walking around, ordering people what to do?" she joked.
He chuckled, and the subject seemed to drop.
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Like I said, short. Very, really, truly short and I'm really sad about that, but oh well. Next one is a little longer. Hope you enjoyed!