Chapter 32: school time horrors

Part 3: Prowl's first day

No one noticed him. Not that he wanted to be noticed. Prowl didn't want to be seen. In fact, he didn't want to be here. He was going to get Ratchet the second this school thing was over. Prowl simply stayed up on the rooftop. He liked the breeze. He liked to watch the humans passing below. It was…fascinating.

"Hey…?" snapped a voice.

Prowl twisted around quickly, lowering his sunglasses slightly. A tall girl stood before him. He held a small brown sack. He realized he was in her eating location. He leapt onto the railing. Looking down once more, he pondered his next move.

"Whatcha doing?" she asked.

"Nothing," he whispered.

"Whatev," she huffed.

Prowl watched as she moved to a shaded area. She had dark brown hair that was almost black. She wore a black jean jacket over a white shirt with a grey skull. Her skinny jean pants. She eyes were what hypnotized him. A shimmering, hidden, mysterious emerald color. He couldn't describe it to the fullest. Not one bit.

"Dude, stop staring!" she ordered.

"I'm sorry," he sighed.

"You don't talk much…ya know that?" she hummed, popping a bubble gum bubble.

Prowl wasn't sure how to respond. At least in a way that would not offend her or himself. She watched him, waiting for an answer. He propped his sunglasses up completely again. She scoffed, dropping her lunch bag.

"What's ya name?" asked the girl.

"Um…Kiyoshi," nodded Prowl.

"Kiyoshi? Nice and Japanese," she chuckled.

"Yeah," whispered Prowl.

"I'm Nicole," she chuckled, "Well, Kiyoshi? Join me for lunch?"

Prowl leaped from the edge and walked over to her. He felt a slight tingling. He recalled Optimus with Liz. He sighed, sitting beside her. This must be how Prime felt, he agreed subconsciously. Nicole handed him a sandwich. He took a bite. He hadn't realized how hungry he felt. Hunger…

Prowl felt something buzz in his pocket. He quickly dug into his pocket and pulled out a small red phone. Nicole looked curiously at him. He smiled briefly. He stood up, walking to the edge again. He opened the phone, placing it on his ear.

"Hello?" whispered Prowl.

"Prowl!? We may have a problem…" it sounded like Ratchet.

"What is it…Ra-I mean Mike," answered Prowl.

"You're in the presence of a human!" gasped Ratchet.

"Maybe…" whispered Prowl.

"It's the Decepticons…" Ratchet gaped.

"Where? Who?" wailed Prowl.

"Stars…school…Prime…Prowl!" the phone began to gather a lot of static. The COM links never got static.

"Mike? Ratchet!" called Prowl.

He lowered the phone, hanging up. He took on glance back. Nicole was standing. He could tell if she was worried or scared. He sighed. Something happened. Stars…Starscream. School? Prime…Optimus! Prowl spun around and began to exit but was pulled back by Nicole.

"Where you going?" gasped Nicole.

"Well…A friend of mine is in trouble," answered Prowl.

"Ratchet? Or Mike? Either way I'm coming!" cheered Nicole.

"I just met you!" shouted Prowl.

"Ratchet…Isn't that an Autobot name? Are you an Autobot? You are! You're Prowl, aren't you?" she yelled.

"I need to go help Ratchet," nodded Prowl, "I may be Prowl but I'm Kiyoshi now."

Prowl couldn't stop her from following him. He just had to keep going. He ran as fast as he could down the stairs, with her trailing behind. He exited the school. He eventually got tired on her following. He spun around to face her.

"Please stop! This will probably be dangerous is some sort of sense!" huffed Prowl.

"I know. That's why I'm followin' ya!" she cheered.

Prowl found no way to deal with her. Humans, he thought with a groan. He heard something from within the school. He grabbed her hand and dragged her into the school with him. They rushed in and Prowl was determined to do something about anything that was wrong. And, boy, was something wrong!