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A Girl Transformed

Chapter two

"If you plan for me to stay here, I'm curious, but just where will I stay?" I asked.

"Oh yes, follow me Cobalt," Optimus replied to me, waving me to follow in the direction he was walking. The others followed us, probably interested to where I will stay.

Soon, I was lead to a long hallway with ten large doors, five on each side facing each other. They all had names written in english and in another language above the english on the LCD screens. The first name on the door on the right was blank, the second door read Jetfire, the third was also blank, and the fourth read Blurr and the fifth read Scavenger. On the left the door read: Rad, Carlos, Alexis, Billy and Fred, the second door displayed Optimus Prime, the third read Red Alert, the fourth was Hotshot and the fifth door read Smokescreen.

"Here's our quarters and yours will be here too," Optimus pointed out. "As you can see, you have two choices, the door across from the kids or across from Red Alert," he told me. "Originaly, we had our rooms in order, but when Jetfire joined us, for some reason I can't think of, he insisted not to have his quarters next to Blurr's."

"He snores," I heard Jetfire whisper.

"Do not."

"Ya do too!"

"I do not snore!"

"Yeah whatever," Jetfire finished. He bent down on one knee to my height to whisper "He really does snore, just won't admit it. Really I know, we were roommates once, one night I slagged him over the head. I couldn't help it, he was annoying me with his snorring."

I laughed a bit.

"Cobalt, have you decided?" Optimus asked me.

"Yeah, I think I'll choose the one across from Red Alert."

"Now that it's decided," started Optimus, "you can move in at anytime."

"Thanks Optimus," I replied. "I think I'll start today, since I chose to take today off."

"Hey Cobalt, you need some help? I can help," Jetfire asked me.

"I appreciate your offer to help me Jetfire, but I'll just rent a moving truck," I said back feeling sorry for him.

"Aww, I want to help," he said back.

"Wait, I know off a way you can help, once I get my stuff moved here, I have to set everything back up, are you interested in helping me?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I'd like to," he replied and entered his quarters.

"All right, since I plan to finish today, I'd better get started," I said as I grabbed my hoverboard and glided back to where my bike was parked.

"Where are you going Cobalt?" asked Optimus.

"To rent a moving truck to move my things," I called back as I got on my bike. Where's the exit to this place? "Hey Optimus, which way is out of here?"

"Follow that corridor to the end and make a left, you'll see it," he replied.

After about three minutes of driving at 25 mph, I finally reached the door to outside; that corridor was long. To my luck, there was a wide, grassy path that only took me about five minutes to drive to a small dirt road at 25 mph. The road eventually lead to the highway, where I could navigate my way to the moving truck company I knew of.

As I walked in to the building, what skin I had exposed was met with an icy blast of air. I hope this doesn't take long, I don't like cold places. I walked up to the counter.

"May I help you miss?" asked the woman at the counter.

"Yes, I'd like to rent a moving truck," I replied to her.

"Okay, how big do you need and for how long will you need it?" I replied to her.

"I'll just be needing a medium size just for today only," I requested.

"All right, I just need to know your name and see your driver's license."

"My name is Cobalt Pop Maxwell and here's my drivers license," I said as I handed my license to her.

"Cobalt, I've heard of you, is it true that you invented a hoverboard using the earth's magnetic waves?" she asked as she filled out some papers.

"Yep, it's true," I answered her.

"All right done, here's the keys; you only have it for today, March 24th, 2010," she explained to me. "Please have it back by seven tonight, that gives you twelve hours, have a nice day!" and handed me the keys.

"Thank you," I called back and ran out the door.

Mmm, nice warm air! Let's see, truck number seven, ah here it is! I unlocked the door, climbed in the cab and started the engine and drove out of the parking lot.

Five minutes later, I parked into the apartment complex parking lot, parked, got out of the truck and went inside.

"Hello, I'm currently moving, so I just wanted you to know that I will no longer be living here," I told the man at the counter.

"All right, do you need any help moving anything down, I can arrange for some men to help you," he offered. "Oh and I need your name and apartment number."

"My name is Cobalt Pop Maxwell, my apartment is 22D, and I will need some help getting my futon out to the truck," I told him.

"All right, Max, Larry, we've got a lady here who needs help moving her futon down to her truck, I want you to go to 22D," he said as he paged someone over the intercom as I headed for the elevator. A minute and a half later, I stepped of the elevator onto my floor. As I walked to my door, the men were already there.

"Thank you for helping me," I said with my back to them while unlocking the door.

"No prob," the man named Max replied

I got the door open and we walked inside.

"Okay, all I need help with is moving my futon and my computer desk, the rest I can get on my own," I stated.

"Let's start then."

Two hours later, all of my stuff was carted from my room down to the truck. All that was left to do was give my apartment keys to the man at the counter.

"Here's the keys to 22D," I told him and handed him the keys.

"Thank you, and good luck at your new place," the man replied.

"Thank you and goodbye," I replied back and exited the building.

I walked over to where the truck was parked, unlocked the door and climbed in, started the engine and drove out of the parking lot and back to the Autobot base. Twenty minutes later, I drove up to the doors.

"Please state your name," a computerized voice prompted me.

"Cobalt Pop Maxwell," I said.

"Access granted, welcome back Cobalt, Jetfire has been waiting impatiently for your return," the computer informed me as I drove back into the base and back down the corridors to the quarters.

I stopped just outside my room and shut off the engine. As I got out, Jetfire stepped out of his quarters.

"It took you long enough," he said.

"Well sorry, but I had quite a bit of stuff to transport," I replied. "Do you still want to help me?"

We entered my quarters for the first time and activated the lights. Because it was made for a transformer, it was very big and roomy. A giant video screen that looked to be 20ft by 20ft was off to the left of the room. And off to the right in the middle of the wall, there was a small cube protruding outwards.

"I think we should start by unloading the stuff out of the back of the truck," I said. "Will you help me Jetfire?"

"Sure I will," he replied to me.

I walked back over to the truck, opened up the back and started unloading the boxes.

"You look like you can handle this yourself, what exactly do you have that you need my help for?" he asked.

I set the box in my hands down on the ground. "Oh, just a few of these boxes, a futon--it's sort of like a bed, a couple of boxes and a desk," I answered him. "When I was moving this stuff, originally two men helped me with what I couldn't lift," I explained. "And here's one I can't lift; could you help me please?"

He picked up the box and carried it into the room. Then he started to help me by unloading more boxes and I didn't even ask him to. Pretty soon, what would have taken us about 25 minutes with him just helping me with the boxes I couldn't lift, happened in just 10 minutes; It was now 9:35am.

"Wow, I didn't expect to get this truck unloaded this fast," I said amazed. "Thanks for your help!"

"Yeah actually, now that you mention it, neither did I," Jetfire replied back.

"I need to get this truck back to that company," I thought out loud. "Jetfire, I need to return this truck now, don't worry, it won't take to long," I told him. "If you get bored or are just curious, you can open up some of the boxes and see what I have, just be careful with what's inside."

"All right, just please be back soon," he called back to me as I climbed back in the truck and started the engine.

A while later, I made it back to the parking lot of the moving company and parked the truck back in it's original spot. I turned off the engine, got out, locked the doors and walked inside the building. Aggh! Not cold air again, what's up with this place? I walked up to the counter.

"Oh hi, you're done fast," the lady at the counter said to me.

"It wasn't that hard, here's the keys to the truck," I said as I handed the keys to her.

"Okay, let me mark you off my list," she said and took out some papers. A minute later, "Okay, all done, you can go now."

I thanked her and walked out the door. I walked over to my bike, started the engine and was out of there. Soon after, I reached the doors to the base; I looked down at the clock on my motorcycle. It was now 10:05am.

"Please state your name," the computer prompted.

"Cobalt Pop Maxwell," I replied.

"Access granted, welcome back, Jetfire has been bored waiting for you."

"Funny, I've only been gone for 30 minutes," I thought out loud.

I drove back to my quarters, entered and turned off the engine.

"I'm back," I called over to Jetfire, who was still in the room, after I took off my helmet and put it on the seat.

There was no answer from Jetfire. Some of my boxes were open and some stuff on the floor. Jetfire was sitting with something box shaped in his hand. He took whatever it was in his hand and then held it between his thumb and index finger of his other hand to look at it closer. I took a close look at the label on the opened cardboard box on the floor. It said 'personal hygiene' on the side. The small box in his hands, I discovered, of all things he had, it was a box of tampons.

A normal girl at seeing this, would yell and throw things at him. Not me, I'd let him look at them all day, it wouldn't bother me one bit. Besides, he looked cute like that. But he couldn't stay like that forever. He still hadn't noticed me yet, so I did what I loved to do given and opportunity.

I yelled at the top of my lungs, which is quite loud for me, "JETFIRE!!!"

He screamed, tossed the box out of his hands and fell backwards onto his back hard enough that it made the ground vibrate. I caught the box in mid- air with my right hand and did the same as him, only I fell to the ground in hysterics. That's when Blurr ran in.

"I heard a scream, what's going on?" he asked.

"I just go back," I started, still in hysterics on the ground. From where I was positioned, Blurr was upside down. "And Jetfire was looking at something at something," I was still in hysterics, "and he hadn't noticed me yet," I was still laughing. "So I decided to scare him!" I continued laughing.

"You scared the jets off of me!" he yelled as he sat back up. At this, I had another fit of laughter.

"I heard someone scream, Is everything all right in here?" asked Optimus as he walked up next to Blurr.

"See for yourself sir," asked Optimus as he walked up next to Blurr and pointed our way.

"I scared the jets off of Jetfire!" I yelled amused.

"You sure did," he said and started laughing. By now I had regained my composure.

"Okay, I'll just be leaving now," said Blurr and walked away.

"That must have been some scare, I've never heard Jetfire scream like that ever, what did you do?" Optimus asked me.

"He hadn't seen me, so to scare him, I just yelled his name really loud," I explained.

"Okay then, I have to get back to work now," said Optimus and walked away.

"Okay, now that you're back, lets get started now," suggested Jetfire.

"Good idea, lets do that," I replied.

We started to unload boxes and move furniture to the appropriate spots. I also discovered that the cube-like place was actually a bathroom. Fifty minutes later, we finished. I looked at my watch, it was now 10:55am.