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Disclaimer: I do not, nor have I ever, own Transformers. That's a fact people! I only own Jenny, Mandy and her mom. I could possibly own other people in the future, but hey, one chappie at a time!

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Chapter 2:

My dreams did not disappoint me. I was hoping to see Optimus again and there he was, waiting for me with a soft smile. My heart fluttered at the sight of my best friend. I couldn't help but call his name with excitement as I skipped over to his side.

"Hello there, my angel. How was school?" He asked me. I rolled my eyes and answered with a same old, same old. He chuckled at my disdain. "And your project? How was it received? I'm sure you got a good grade."

"You know I always do. School is one of the few things I have going for me. My mom doesn't care what I do, but at least I can kick ass on all my exams. I want to get in a good college anyways, that way I can move far away from this stupid town." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and looked down at the floor.

Optimus lowered his hand, offering me to climb onto it. I do so, sitting criss cross in his palm. He brought me up to level with his face. His eyes shined a bright, beautiful blue and I couldn't help but stare into them. "Optimus has anyone ever told you you're kind of beautiful?" I asked him without thinking. Immediately I felt my cheeks brighten in embarrassment. However I didn't take it back because it was true, he was amazing.

Optimus optics widened slightly, the only indicator that I had surprised him. However, he hummed in acknowledgment. "Once, a long time ago, I had a mate. And she told me this on more than one occasion."

It was my turn to be surprised. "Wait, wait, you were in a relationship? When? With who? What happened?" I was intrigued. Optimus rarely gave me personal information about himself. So when he was in the mood to open up, I took advantage of it and asked for every morsel of information that he'd be willing to divulge.

He looked away from me, his optics dimming. I knew his processor was suddenly far away from here, in a different place and time. "Her name was Elita-One, though at the time I knew her as Ariel and I was known as Orion Pax."

"You had a different name?"

My friend nodded. "Before I was given the title of Prime, I worked in the Hall of Records beside one of my mentors, Alpha Trion, and Jazz. Ariel was a dock worker, but she consulted Alpha Trion on a lot of matters. That is how we met. As for what happened, the war tore many relationships apart. When I became Prime, I no longer had time to give to her. Soon enough, Elita-One was born from Ariel, and she left to lead her own battalion. We ended amicably and still consider one another to be great friends. I hope she is well, wherever she might be."

"Wow, well I'm sorry the war ruined your relationship. But I am happy you're here, Optimus. Now if only you could come to Earth already so I can meet my best friend." I joked, though my heart sunk a little. I wanted to meet him so badly. Optimus and the other Autobots were one of the few lights in my life. To meet them would be everything.

Optimus smiled at me, and something shining in his optics told me that he had something big to reveal. I tilted my head curiously. "Optimus?"

"Ratchet has been scouring radio waves for several orns in hopes of picking up some signal or clue as to where the cube might be located. He came to me shortly after you left earlier and informed me that he found something. He managed to connect to what I believe is known as the World Wide Web." Optimus informed me.

My heart was now beating wildly in my chest. If he had connected to the internet, that meant he was close to Earth, close to me. "So that means…" I couldn't say it, in fear that I was jumping to conclusions.

"That means that we found the coordinates to the Cubes location, imprinted on a pair of glasses that are being sold on something known as Ebay."

Oh. My. God.

"So, you're coming here? To Earth? Where I live."

"Yes, my angel. We are on our way to the planet known as Earth, to your home." He leaned closer, looking into my eyes as he gently added, "To you."

My breath caught in my throat, tears stinging my eyes. They were coming here, they were actually coming to my home planet. The angels of my dreams for so many years would finally manifest in the real world. I would finally get to meet them. I reached forward and gently laid a hand on his cheek plate. "Please tell me you will come find me?" I practically begged him with a whispered breath.

Optimus optics shut off for a moment, as if he were relishing in the feel of my hand on his cheek. It caused butterflies to flutter in my stomach at the thought. My cheeks burned. Could he really feel that way?

His optics brightened once more and he looked at me tenderly. "I actually have a mission for you."

I brought my arm back to my side. "Anything, Optimus." I assured him.

He nodded, as if he expected that answer. And why shouldn't he? There wasn't anything I wouldn't do for him if it was within my capabilities. "You mentioned once before that you were located within a town known as Tranquility, Nevada correct?" At my nod, he continued, "The glasses are owned by a boy named Samuel Witwicky. Some research done by Ratchet suggests that he lives in your town. Perhaps even attends the same school as you. "

"I actually know him, yeah. Holy shit, he had those glasses in school today. This is insane." I couldn't wrap my mind around how much of a coincidence this all was. Out of every known possibility, how was it that the glasses were located right here, under my nose. It was as if I was meant to help them retrieve the glasses. "I'll get them for you, Optimus. I swear it."

Optimus smiled warmly at me. "I knew I could count on you, my angel. Be safe, I fear if we were able to locate them, then so can the Decepticons. I have sent Bumblebee ahead of us to scout the area and find the Witwicky boy. He should already be with him."

I could help but jump a little from where I was sitting. "You mean Bee is already here? OMG! I can't wait to meet him! I can't wait to meet all of you! This is so exciting." I giggled, clapping my hands. They were really coming, I was really going to meet them. Or find out that I actually am a loon and have been going crazy this entire time. I didn't believe that to be true though. They were real and they were really coming.

I felt the familiar pull of my body waking up and sighed. "I guess it's time to get up, Op. I'll see you soon, alright." I leaned forward and hugged Optimus face, laying my cheek against his. He gently cupped his other palm around me to return the hug before I faded from his view.

With a jump, I startle awake. My phone was what woke me up, it was ringing loudly beside me. I groaned and reached forward to grab it, noticing that it was Mandy who was calling me. "Hello." I yawned into the speaker upon answering it.

"Are you sleeping, girl? It's like six o'clock on a Friday night! We need to go out to a paaartaaay!" Mandy practically cheered in my ear. "Most of the school is meeting at Tranquility Lake. Let's go hang out, flirt with some hot boys, and eat s'mores or whatever they got there."

I perked up, remembering my mission from the Autobots. "Count me in. I need to talk to Sam Witwicky anyways. I bet he'll be there." I replied as I got up and walked into the bathroom to brush my hair. "You gonna come get me?"

"Duh. I'm already parked outside your house silly." She laughed.

"Are you really?" I rolled my eyes, though I was amused. "Well give me five minutes. I'll be out there after I get ready."

She hummed in acknowledgement before I hung up the phone. I quickly used the bathroom and washed my hands. Then I grabbed my phone and house keys before slipping on my shoes. I left my house, locking the door behind me. Mandy waved from the front seat of her car.

I got in and closed the door. "Hey girlie." She winked at me as I put my seatbelt on. "So why do you need to talk to Sam?"

"Well you remember my Autobot friends from my dreams right?" She nodded. "Well apparently they're on their way to Earth. And they need those glasses Sam was trying to sell in class today because I guess they have the location of the Cube imprinted on the glass. I really do believe they're real and that they're coming so i have to get those glasses for them. You must think I'm crazy." I winced, realizing just how insane my story really sounded.

"Oh honey." Mandy pulled up to a stoplight on red and she turned to face me. "I will never think you're crazy. I know your story, and I believe in them just as much as you do. If you say they're coming, then they must be. We'll get you those glasses." She grabbed my hand and squeezed it.

"Thanks Mandy, I'm really glad you're my friend." I told her gratefully.

"Of course." She let go of my hand and turned towards the road as the light changed to green. She took off again. "I'm awesome so it's understandable that you're grateful to know me."

I chuckled at her and shook my head. Mandy really was something else. "Whatever you say sis."

We pulled up to Tranquility Lake, parking behind a black and yellow camaro. I frowned, feeling a familiar twinge at the sight of it. I remembered Optimus saying the Bee was already here, with Sam, and I knew they had the ability to transform into cars. Was the reason I felt familiarity when I looked at that camaro be because it was Bumblebee? It made sense.

Mandy and I got out of her car and she pointed out to me where Sam was. As we passed by the camaro, my hand gently brushed against its side. The metal hummed against my skin and I felt a light spark of electricity. I smiled, it was Bee.

"Hey, hey, hands off the merchandise." I heard Sam's annoying friend Miles say from his spot in a tree. Miles and I didn't get along very well, not since I rejected him freshman year. He had asked me to the Winter formal dance, but I told him I wasn't interested in him that way. What really pissed me off was his ego couldn't stand the rejection and he told everyone that he was the one who rejected my "desperate attempt to find a date".

I may have punched him in the nose the night of the dance in front of the girl who had actually agreed to go with him. It was very satisfying and Mandy loves to bring up how proud she was of me in that moment.

I flipped him off but didn't bother to reply. Talking to him always made me feel like I lost a brain cell or two.

Sam was standing beside Miles, though he was thankfully on the ground unlike his weird ass friend. In front of him stood Trent and Mikaela. She looked pretty bored, despite how she hung onto Trent. I wasn't sure why she was with someone like him. Trent was a jerk who didn't care about Mikaela's feelings. He only cared about having a hot body beside him to make him look better.

I knew Mikaela before she had been popular. The other girls used to make fun of her, calling her a slut. She ended up using her looks to her advantage, nabbing the attention of the most popular guy in school. Once they started dating, Mikaela was suddenly the It girl who every girl admired and wanted to be.

However I couldn't help but see her as the girl who I'd found crying in the bathroom because of the same girls she now called her friends. I didn't understand her need for popularity but I guess everyone is different.

Mandy and I arrived in time to hear Trent ask Sam if he was the guy who had tried out for the football team months earlier. "Oh, no, no, that... No. That wasn't like a real tryout. I was researching a book I was writing." Was his reply.

"Oh, yeah?" Trent cocked an eyebrow, not quite believing him. Sam nodded, and I could see the desperation in his eyes. He really wanted this guy to drop it. He didn't of course. ""Yeah? What's it about? Sucking at sports?"

My lips curled in disgust and one look at Mandy showed that she felt the same way as I did. "No, it's about the link between brain damage and football. No, it's a good book. Your friends will love it. You know, it's got mazes in it and, you know, little coloring areas, sections, pop-up pictures. It's a lot of fun,"Sam said and just like that, my respect for him grew.

"Burn."Mandy whispered to me and I giggled in agreement.

"That's funny."Trent glared. He stepped forward, as if to hit Sam, but before he could, me, Mandy, and Mikaela all stepped in front of them "Okay, okay. You know what? Stop."Mikaela said.

"Yeah, go be a jerk somewhere else."I glowered. I could feel Sam's surprised gaze, but I didn't turn to face him. Mikaela shot me and Mandy a grateful smile before she dragged Trent away from us. Trent huffed, rolling his eyes as he allowed his girlfriend to drag him back towards his truck.

"You've got to get out of the tree right now. Get... Just get out of the tree right now, please. What are you doing?"Sam grumbled after they were out of ear shot. Miles flipped out of the tree and straightened up to smile at his friend.

"Did you see that dismount? All the chicks were watching."Miles said. I barked out a laugh at that. Miles shot me an annoyed glare but I just returned it with an amused smile.

"You're making me look like an idiot. We both looked like idiots just now."Sam groaned, turning away from Miles.

"Actually Sam, he looked like an idiot. You were brave to stand up to that jerk."I assured him once Miles had walked away to climb back into Sam's car. He smiled and thanked me. Then he looked past me with a wistful frown, leaning up against Bee's front bumper. I turned around in time to see Mikaela walking away from Trent.

The radio randomly turned on and started playing 'Who's gonna drive you home tonight,' loud enough for us all to hear. "Hey, man, what's wrong with your radio?"Miles called from within the car.

"I'm gonna drive her home tonight."Sam said, a determined gint in his eyes.

"What? She's an evil jock concubine, man. Let her hitchhike."

"She lives 10 miles from here, okay? It's my only chance. You got to be understanding here, all right?" Sam walked over to the passenger window. Miles suggested they put her in the back, suggesting that he'd be quiet. "Did you say, "Put her in the back"?"Sam asked, kind of glaring

"I called shotgun."Miles whined.

"I'm not putting her in the back. You got to get out of my car."Sam stated as he opened the passenger door and guestered for him to get out of the vehicle. I silently cheered him on at that. Go Sam, get the girl! Mikaela deserved someone who would actually treat her right.

"That's a party foul."Miles whined again, prompting Sam to ask what rules. ""Bros before hoes."

"Are you serious?" I asked him with a disgusted glare. Miles shot me a look and told me to stay out of it. "Don't give me that look, you sound like a dick right now. This is Sam's car, not yours, so I suggest you get out of it."

Sam nodded. "Miles, I'm begging you to get out of my car. Okay?" Miles whined some more but Sam did not budge. "You gotta get out of my car right now."

Miles finally got the hint and hopped out of the vehicle. Mandy then reminded me that I needed to talk to Sam. "Oh yeah, hey Sam!" I called out. He looked back at me anxiously. "I wanted to see if those glasses were still up for sale? My granddad is into historical stuff like that and when I told him your story, he was very interested. I guess his dad was actually a part of that crew who went to the Arctic circle with your great grandfather."

He perked up at that. "Uh yeah, I still got them. Listen, I really need to go, but if you want to just get my phone number from Miles, you can call me tomorrow and we'll figure out a price."

"Sounds good, thanks." I waved at him as he got in his car and drove off after Mikaela. I wished him luck in my head before taking a deep breath. I really hated interacting with Miles but I needed Sam's number. Mandy squeezed my bicep and followed me. Miles was looking down the road where Sam had just disappeared with a forlorn expression.

He perked up at the sound of our approaching footsteps, but when he saw it was just us, he glared. "What do you want? If you're suddenly interested in a date with me, I'm gonna laugh in your face. I'll never be interested in a freak like you."

I looked at him blankly. "That wasn't what you said two years ago when you practically begged me to go to the dance with you." I deadpanned. He huffed a laugh and rolled his eyes. "Now can you get over yourself for five minutes and give me Sam's number. He told me to get it from you."

Miles laughed, loudly. "You think I'm gonna give my homeboys number away to a psycho like you. Yeah right." He turned away from me, still guffawing, and walked off.

"Hey!" I shouted and ran after him, Mandy at my heels.

"Just go away, Sam isn't interested in you. He likes girls who are actually hot. Why do you think he drove after Mikaela." Miles sneered over his shoulder. Mandy growled when he said that. She ran ahead of me and grabbed his shoulder, pushing him backwards. "Hey!" He yelped.

Mandy twisted his arm behind his back and held him firmly. "Jenny, grab his phone and get the number." She instructed me and I did as she said. I pulled his phone out of his front pocket and opened it. He didn't have a password, making it convenient for me. I gagged at the picture of some bikini model that he'd made as his background.

"Cute." I sneered at him before pushing on the contacts and scrolling down to Sam's number. I pulled my phone out and put it into my contacts. As soon as I was done, Mandy released Miles and he snatched his phone out of my hand.

"Freaks." He hissed before turning and walking away. Mandy and I shared annoyed looks before we walked back over to her car. Both of us decided this party wasn't worth staying at any longer.

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