Hello! So i have had this idea in my head for a while now, and really wanted to write it (Set in first Transformers) I will still continue with my other Transformers Fanfic (If any of you read

Chapter 1: A Move To Tranquillity

I was shoke by the shoulders suddenly, being awoke from my sleep. Opening my eyes slowly I saw the face of my older brother, with his stupid smirking face starting to talk to me. I wasn't really listening to him that much, I pushed him up and sat up remembering I was in a moving van. A moving van! I totally forgot...I was hoping it was all a bad dream and I would wake up back in my bedroom in Texas..but no, I realized we did move, of course we did, me, Jensen and my Mum have been planning for months. So here I was, arrived at our destination in Tranquillity. It must have took a total of atleast 23 hours to get here. I was awake of course, I remember stopping at the small Diners eating and for toilet breaks, I must have slept for a while after our last stop, because I was looking upon Jensen's face shaking my shoulders still.

I quickly pushed him away and pulled my blonde/brown hair into a high ponytail. I jumped out the van and scanned the neighborhood. It wasn't that bad. All the gardens was a lush green and most the houses had a pretty good looking car parked outside, maybe even two cars.

Me and Jensen heard our Mother call for us both "Jensen! Clara!" We both looked over and recognized my Mother, Jaime Harper. Her tall slim figure and short bob blonde hair. She had her hand on one of her hips and the other waving us other.

I followed Jensen, my one and only brother. He is 7 years older than me at 24 (I know still lives with his Mum, but hey! We need someone to take position as 'dad' ) I am 17, still have one year at school then I gotta figure out what I am going to do in life...loads of people have their life planned out ahead of them, and what their dream is. Me? I have no idea.

Jensen turned to me, he was also quite tall, with short brown hair and I guess you could say a muscular figure, and believe me, I know. The amount of times he has easily picked me up when I 'got in his way' Or whatever poor excuse he has. "Wow..that's a nice car.." I looked to where Jensen was pointing and saw a 1961 Austin-Healey 3000, dark green.

I widened my eyes "Not bad.." I nodded at Jensen who just ruffled my hair, chuckling. "What-What are you chuckling about?"

"Not bad? Its a cool car. You know nothing about cars, you know that, right?" He nudged my shoulder.

"What? I do know some things..that there" I pointed at the Austin-Healey "Is a cute little car"

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"Alright.." I raised my eyebrow at my brother as he walked over to Mum. I saw her hanging up the famous wind chime. It has a small hanging metal string to hang from things. It always did make a nice tune in the wind, I remember it since forever, since back home in England. I was 7 when we moved to Texas, even though I have lived in Texas longer than Uk i never really lost my accent. My brother kinda picked it up, where he made friends..I can't make friends. I try and end up failing, so i tried to kept my accent and successful kept my accent, so i could remember my friends back in England as a kid.

Iz walked beside my Mum and smiled, I pushed the wind chime gently that moved with us from every home so far; Wiltshire, Texas now here. It made that slightly annoying but nice sound as the wind blew it gently.

"Come on" Mum spoke up "We need to un-pack" She put one arm around my shoulders then reached up and put her other around Jensen. "This is it. This is finally the home we have been looking for. I'm going die in this home"

"What!?" I blinked and looked to Mum "Your gonna die-what?"

My Mum laughed quietly at me "I mean, I'm going to grow old and die peacefully, here. I can feel it. I don't mean I'm gonna die anything soon, Sweetheart" She ruffled my hair. "Now lets un-pack"

Around 4 hours later I had moved most my boxes into my room. My room was placed at the back left of the house. It had two windows, one had a nice view of our garden, which could do with a bit if work. The other window faced our neighbour, the one that had the dark green Austin-Healey. Their garden looked a whole lot better then ours. It had a loads of little flower pots with cute little flowers blooming in them. In the centre was a small waterfall, and a half built looking path. The bedroom that was literally opposite mine in the neighbours house, looked like it belonged to a boy teen, maybe around my age. I could just see some posters of bands and girls and some other stuff I didn't even recognize.

I quickly moved as i saw the young boy look through his window. I peeked through my window and my mouth nearly dropped to the floor. He was cute..not like over the top hotness, but did that matter? He was tanned and had short dark brown hair, he could of had green or blue eyes, I can't tell from this far away.

Mr. Ferthal or whatever the van driver was called had gladly helped my Mum and Jensen move in some of our bigger furniture, like our T.V. Once he was gone, it was nearly dark. It has literally took all day for Mum to decide where she wants everything and all three of us to un-pack. Mum had called us down for tea and we all sat around the circular table.

"So, I spoke to our neighbours earlier today, while we was un-packing" Mum spoke up, moving a few boxes around

"And?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"Ew..don't do that" Jensen pointed to my eyebrow.

Me and Mum ignored him, then answered my question "Well our new neighbours invited us to dinner. You know so we can talk and get to know eachother"

"Which neighbours?" I asked, hoping it was the ones that was opposite my room.

"Oh. The Witwikkity's? Something like that. Judy invited me, she says she has son" Mum nodded at me.

"So?" I tried to act casual "I don't make friends well Mum, you know that. I really wish I could though..people at school- Don't worry"

Jensen looked to me "I thought you said you didn't get bullied? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because..because then you would- I don't know" I shrugged "What time we going over, Mum?"

"About half an hour or so" Mum smiled, moving another box across the kitchen.

I nodded and stood up walking upstairs and into my room. After having a quick shower I dryed my medium length blonde hair, and looked into the bathroom mirror. I had a small figure, I stood around average height at 5'7 for a 17 year old. My eyes were a dark blue and I had small bangs that hung beside my face.

I changed into a Batman T-shirt and a pair of skinny dark blue jeans, slipping on a pair of Converse I jogged down stairs and was stopped by my Mum, who looked down at me sternly "Whaaat?" I could tell something was coming.

"You cant wear that, honey. Put on one of your nice shirts, it will go better." She nodded at me, like I had a choice in the matter.

I signed and just turned on my heel, heading back upstairs to find a shirt. I pulled out my white shirt with little pink and blue buttons and a flowery pattern on the inside of the collar and the cuff of the sleeves. It was a nice looking shirt, so I couldn't complain.

Me Jensen and Mum walked out our door, turned left and got to the Witwitty? Or whatever Mum called them. Behind the door stood 3 figures. The first was a middle age looking women, with short kinda fizzy ginger hair and green eyes, she looked kind and funny, she greeted herself as Judy Witwicky. Witwicky! God, my Mum can say things wrong. How embarrassing would it have been if i said 'Hi, Wilwitty ?'

The other was Ron Witwicky. He was also middle-aged and had hair that was turning grey and balding a little, he was probably just under the overweight limit, I mean he wasn't huge.

Then their son introduced himself, he looked a tiny but annoyed, he looked liked he was hoping his parents won't embarrass him. I could see his eyes now, they was like a mix between blue and green. He held out his hand and I took it, shaking it.

"I'm Clara..Clara Harper" I smiled.

"Samuel James Witwicky. Or you know, just Sam" He laughed.

I laughed a little "Of course, just Sam"

After the introduction we had dinner, and I gotta say Judy is such a good cook. Her food was delicious! Sam then took me upstairs to see his room, I think it was mostly to get away from his parents. He showed me and named most of his little posters and everything, he then explained to me that as soon as he got one more A in any assignment he was gonna get a car. A car! He just had to pay half of it aswell. I thought it was nice his Dad was paying for half his car, and he agreed.

"So where did you move from, Clara?"

"Texas"

"Texas? Wow that's quite a long way. You don't sound at all from Texas-"

"Im British. Well last time i was in England was..10 year ago now. But i have tried to keep my British accent" I nod looking out his window and seeing my bedroom.

"That your room?" He asked me.

"Urm-yes..yep, it is" I nod.

"Sweet, we can waved at each other every morning" He laughed.

I joined in laughing and looked at him. He was cute, don't get me wrong but I think he would be more of best friend type for me. I usually can't bond with anyone, but I did with Sam. We liked the same movies and tv shows and I liked more books as he like bands. We had some things in common I guess. But i figured out, I was so not the girl for him, I shouldn't even had that thought in my mind. I didn't know who, but there's a girl out their for him..somewhere.

"So-Clara do you think your going to the same school as me?" Sam asked pulling me out of thoughts.

"Well I hope so, atleast then I would know someone there" I smile.

"Ah..You wouldn't wanna hang with me.." He scratched the back of his head "You'll want to find the popular's and-and the Jocks and the girly girls to do your makeup and gossip or...whatever"

I looked at Sam in awe for a moment "What..what you on about? Of course I would want to hang with you..I usually suck at making friends, but we both seemed to being embarrassed by our parents..and we have talked! Also..I do not think I would be hanging with the 'populars' and 'jocks' " I pulled a face and shoke my head "Their mean and you have to be their crowd type.." Sam gave me a weird look "What I mean is that...Does it look like I would wear tons of makeup?"

Sam looked at me unsure of what to answer. I just started laughing and answered for him "Of course I don't! Okay, I would wear some if i need to..but not as an everyday accessory"

Its been a week now, since our move to Tranquillity. I gotta say its a nice place, my neighbour was really nice. The Witwicky's was so kind and always invited me over and said I could visit whenever I wanted. Me and Sam got along so well! We were like best friends, and I so didn't mind he kinda already had a friend called Miles, he was a little weird..but his alright.

My first day of school starts tomorrow...tomorrow! Oh gosh I'm so not looking forward for it. Upside though, Mr Witwicky said he would drive me and Sam of course. Mum agreed and thanked him and Judy. After school Sam is going to buy his first Car and pleaded me to join him, so I said yes! I wanted to see what car he was gonna get!

So here I am, stood in the landing of our house, I kept checking myself in the mirror, seeing if I look alright and all that. I had on another pair of skinnys and a dark blue polo shirt, with a huge white number 3 on the back. I looked down at my slightly worn out converse..I picked black because white seemed to die on the first day people had them.

After what seemed forever I quickly pulled my hair back into a plait and laid it round my one shoulder. Stepping outside I saw Sam and Mr. Witwicky just leaving their house.

"Clara! Hey!" Sam called and waved to me. I waved back and skipped over. "Thanks for driving me. Mr Witwicky"

Ron smiled "Its no problem, Clara"

School seemed to go so slow..with so many classes and having to introduce myself every single one...it was embarrassing, especially in class when most people already knew me. Lunch was okay, well it was until someone started picking on Sam. Heres how it went:

"So you actually moved from England to Texas?" Miles asked me for the hundredth time.

I signed and nodded "Yes Miles. Go ask my Mum why if you are so interested"

Sam laughed "You two fight like an old married couple "

I quickly moved my seat over to Sam "Ew...no. No offence, Miles"

Just then this really buff guy walked over, he had short spiked blonde hair and a stupid grin on his face. Earlier on I found out his name was Trent. He took a chair in between me and Sam, acting like we was friends or something.

So. Sammy, this your girl then?" He looked at me and wiggled his eyebrows.

"Sam nearly choked on his food "What! Hahaha so funny"

I glared at Trent "Excuse me, but why do you care about what happens in our life. It certainly looks like your from a different crowd...a more dumber one" I mumbled the last bit.

Trent slowly turned from me and glared "What did you just say about 'my crowd' ?" He stood up angrily "Yo Dave! Issac!" Two other buff looking guys walked over and stood beside him. Oh great. "We got ourselves a British chick, and guess who she is going out with?"

I tried to keep my anger. I really did. But he wouldn't shut up! And poor Sam was turned a shade of red and looked liked he has had this a million times. I quickly stood up out of my seat and realised I was a whole head or two, shorter than him. I looked right up to him "Who gives you the right to say any of those things!" I poked him in the chest.

"What..Did she just-" He glared me down and lifted me up by the collar of my shirt slightly. I widened my eyes as my feet actually left the floor. I saw Sam jump to his feet instantly and attempted to get my out of Trent grasp.

"You two are stupid pathetic little nerds!" He yelled at us both, Miles seemed to sink into his chair, not wanting to get involved.

I grinned a little and replied "Does that mean you are dumber than us!" I couldn't help it, I really couldn't help that comeback, he walked me right into it. Sam seemed to double over and start laughing! Was it really that funny. Looking up to Trent slightly I saw his face was the funny thing, he looked dumbfounded! I burst out laughing along with Sam.

Trent saw a teacher walking by and dropped me instantly quickly walking off, okay lunch wasn't that bad.

I was now sat in my last class, I don't even remember what class it was I was so bored, a lot of these peoples little show and tells was so boring. I was sat in a two seater desk. Sam was sat next to me, which I was happy about because he choose sitting with me instead of Miles.

Sam's turn was up. He walked to the front and ripped his bag upside down, loads of old looking things poured out. "Sorry I got a lot of stuff"

"For my family..." Started before someone flung a piece of rolled up paper at Sam. Unfortunately I didn't see who it was, but I had an idea. People thought it was funny and was laughing at him!

"Who did... Who did that? People! Responsibility." The teacher Whatshisface said.

"Okay..." Sam continued "So, for my family genealogy report,I decided to do it on my great-great-grandfather, who was a famous man, Captain Archibald Witwicky. Very famous fact, he was one of the first to explore the Arctic Circle, which is a big deal." Sam held up a map of the Arctic Circle, which had loads of little writing on in, from his grandfather I suppose.

"In 1897, he took 41 brave sailors straight into the Arctic Shelf. So that's the story, right?" The teacher Whatshisface was actually pretending to be asleep, How rude! This was actually interesting and I was trying to listen.

"And here we have some of the basic instruments and tools used by 19th-century seamen. This here is the quadrant, which you can get for 80 bucks." Wait what? Was Sam actually trying to sell all this?

"It's all for sale, by the way." Guess he was.

;""Like the sextant here.$50 for this, which is a bargain." A lot people was laughing at this point, really guys are you that childish?

"These are pretty cool. These are my grandfather's glasses. I haven't quite gotten them appraised yet, but they've seen many cool things."

"Are you going to sell me his liver?Mr. Witwicky, this isn't show and sell. It's the 11th grade." The teacher spoke to him."I don't think your grandfather would be particularly proud of what you're doing."

"I know. I'm sorry. I just, you know,this is all going towards my car fund." Sam quickly said. Oh so that's why, Sam didn't have enough for a car! Oh gosh, now I wish i could help him.

"You can tell your folks. It's on eBay. I take hard cash works, too. And the compass makes a great gift for Columbus Day."

"Sam!" The teacher yelled.

"Sorry" Sam apologized "Unfortunately, my great-great-grandfather,the genius that he was, wound up going blind and crazy in a psycho ward, drawing these strange symbols" Sam held up some old looking paper that had very strange symbols on them, I got a cold shiver just looking at them " And babbling on about some giant ice man that he thought he'd discovered-" The bell rang and everyone around me quickly got up to leave./p

I quickly grabbed my stuff and joined Sam as he was still desperately trying to sell something.

" Here, you want? Here, 50. 40? 30?"

"Sam?" Teacher Whatshisname called him.

" Yeah. Sorry, sorry. Okay. Pretty good, right?" I nodded in agreement but Mr. whatshisname gave me a weird look.

"I'd say a solid B-." What!? No way, Sam's face seem to fall. A B-!?

"A B-?"

"You were hawking your great-grandfather's crap in my classroom." I wouldn't have gone as far as crap.

"Sir, I enjoyed it. I thought it was pretty good" Sam nudged me as to shut up.

" No, kids enjoy...- Look, can you do me a favor?" Sam continued. "Can you look out the window for a second? You see my father?" I looked over and saw Mr. Witwicky waiting patiently in his car for us both. " He's the guy in the green car. Okay, I wanna tell you about a dream. A boy's dream. And a man's promise to that looked at me in the eye. He said, "Son, I'm gonna buy you a car. "But I want you to bring me $2000 ,and three As." Okay? I got the 2,000 and I got two As." I looked at Sam, was he really gonna convince here.

"Okay? Here's the dream." Sam held his hands together " Your B-. Dream gone. Kaput." He blew his hands up making an explosion sound. "Sir, just ask yourself, what would Jesus do?"

Okay! That's the first chapter. I do hope you like it.

Please review! It will be highly appreciated:) Plus I will then know if I should continue or not. Don't worry I have lots of ideas in mind! And of course we are meeting Bee next chapter! Thanks for reading!