The Next Day

"Sam! Hunter! Get your afts in here!" Jenny yelled. "Now! Hurry!!"

Two pairs of footsteps were heard coming down one of the halls of Autobot base Luna Force 1. "Jenny, is something going on!?" Sam asked. Jenny thrusted a phone in her face.

"The competition last night was recorded!" She hit the play button on the video. "And someone made a separate video of us,going viral!" The title read, 'Amazing 16 year olds preform one heck of a song!'

Hunter took the phone,stopped the video, and scrolled through the comments. "4 hours ago 'Only 16!? Wow.' "

"1 hour ago 'Man, what song is that! I love it!'" Sam read over his shoulder, which was easy considering that he was as tall as her,5'7.

"Here's the latest one, 16 minutes ago'Omg,omg,omg!!! Can't...Stop...Loving! They're soooo goood! Espacially the violen. I play violen and can't do that now!'" Jenny said.

They all looked at eachother. "Well, I believe it." They turned to see a yellow and black Autobot mech. "From what Jetstream and Strongarm were telling me."

"Thanks, Bumblebee. It means a lot." Sam got 'yeah's from the other two. He smiled and walked down another hall to training areana.

A car horn honked, making Jenny jump,nearly dropping her phone. "Hunter!Samantha! We need to get to your football game!" Sam's mom,Laura poked her head out of her car window. "Jenny, you have to come too. Your dad insisted."

She groaned and followed the others to the car,slowly. A frustrated cry of 'Wheeljack!' was heard as a mostly white Autobot mech ran into the comand center,followed by a wrench, by a red and white mech. Jenny ran to the car and they drove off, only to hear Ratchet telling Wheeljack off for what ever he did.

Thanks,Y'all! I do appreciate reviews to see how I can improve a story or how good a story was. Not Gonna Die was by Skillet,a christain rock band. I know it ain't close to 9/11 in America, but still. Read John 3:16! Bye 4 Now!!