One of the things I had picked up from Carlos was a love of skateboarding. But, being the perfectionist I am, I felt the sport needed my own personal touch: Music and... oh come on, do I really need to explain? We're on PLUTO for crying out loud! Still haven't got my drift? Okay, REALLY big hint- zero gravity skateboarding. That's right- I grabbed my skateboard, my CD player and went out to an inclosed crater in the ground that served as a Stellar halfpipe. There was pleanty of oxygen, but there was NO gravity.

This was my paradise. A cold, baren wasteland on the outskirts of the Milky Way galaxy, where the sun never shone and there were stars as far as the eye could see. It's been said that in space, no one can hear you scream. That was fine by me- all I needed was my music and my skateboard and I was content. Please note, content is about two degrees lower than happy and happy is two lower that estatic. To be happy, I needed Hot Shot and the rest of my friends. To be estatic... I needed Carlos.

Carlos. My ex-boyfriend. My best friend. No one could make me laugh, make me smile... no one could even make me cry like he could. Like my sixteenth birthday- the tears I cried that day were for pure happiness.

I never knew when my birthday was. I didn't even know my last name. I couldn't remember either. But Carlos, he took the time to find out, to discover that my name was Sarah Jo Cornell and my birthday was January 25th, 1986. And we danced to one of my favorite songs, one Carlos said reminded him of our realtionship: "Angel Eyes" by the Jeff Healy Band.

***Flashback***

As the song ended, I looked at Carlos and smiled.

"I can answer that question for you, Carlos." He gave me a puzzled look.

"You can?" he asked. "Which one?"

"The part about a clown like you being with a girl like me." My smile widened. "Out of all the other clowns who spent the day trying to impress me, my heart went to the one that was himself and didn't even try. I love you for you, Carlos- don't ever change."

***End Flashback***

Did you know that when you cry in zero gravity, your tears just float in the air for everyone to see? This is sort of a good thing- you don't have to wipe them off your face. But you can see them floating in the air when you skateboard past... and they hit the ground like a ton of bricks when some idiot comes in and turns on the gravity. As did I.

If I hadn't been immortal, a fall like that would have killed me. I had just gone up into the air and was in the middle of preforming a 3600 stalefish (grabbing the side of your board and doing 10 complete circles), when some complete IDIOTcame in and turned on the gravity. I was about five hundred feet in the air, gravity comes on and did a nosedive straight down into the crater.

"Whoever you are," I said, picking myself up off the ground. "My glasses are busted, so I can't see you. But, you've got less than three seconds to get out of here before I beat your ass anyway." I'm not one to swear. I need to get REALLY ticked off in order for that to happen. But when I heard the voice belonging to the perpitrator... I couldn't be angry.

"I'm sorry Sarah! I didn't think you'd drop like that and... how did you survive that?!" I looked up at Kicker and shook my head.

"I'm immortal."

"You're what?!" I smiled and let out a sigh.

"Sit down, Kicks," I said. "This'll take a while."

***Meanwhile, in another part of the Galaxy. (A.N: We will temporarally be switching to a third person point of view until you see another one of these little A.N's. Thank you.)***

Earth's moon. Former location of the Decpticon Base. Not even former. Megatron smirked as he looked around the old base- it was so destroyed, so out of comission... Optimus Prime would never think to look for the Decepticons here.

"Starscream! (A.N: I got the name right this time! ^_^!)" he yelled. "Have the Terracons located the child yet?"

"Sarah." Megatron looked behind him to see Starscream just standing there. "Her name is Sarah," Starscream said again.

"I don't care what her name is," Megatron said angrily. "Have you found her yet?" Starscream shook his head, prompting an angered sigh form his leader. "Well, don't forget your mission. We need to find her!"

As Megatron walked away, Starscream thought about Sarah. Truth of the matter was, the human child never left his throughts... child. He couldn't call her a child. She was more, so much more than that. When he joined the Autobots for that brief time, she was the first of the humans to warm up to him. Which was odd, considering the fact that out of all the Decepticons, he had treated her the worst. And she and Hot Shot were so close... and Hot Shot hated his guts.

"He doesn't belong here, Optimus," Hot Shot exclaimed. "He's a Decepticon, who knows what they're up to with this!"

"Autobot," said Starscream. "If I wanted to kill you, then you would be dead by now."

"You wanna go, Decepticon?"

"Yeah!"

"For the love of God, both of you SHUT UP!" The two Transformers looked at each other, aghast. Then they looked down- Sarah was staring up at them from her place on bike mode Jazz. Her brown eyes were flashing behind her glasses and she had her arms crossed in front of her, angrily.

"Sarah..."

"No," she said. "Both of you need to grow up, right now." She waved her arms around. "Do you see this? This is called peace- the opposite of war, which we've had a little too much of lately! I may be okay at fighting, but I'm not to fond of it. So if you to want to take each other out, wait until we're in the middle of something. Until then..." She took a deep breath. "Starscream... welcome to the Autobots."

With that, Sarah turned her bike and left, taking the memory of her sudden outburst with her. But that was not all she'd taken- she'd also taken Starscream's heart.