Welcome to College

First day of school!

Monday: 0700 hours, Autobots, MATH BUILDING

Everyone except for Ratchet had math class, One: because it was it was college classes for freshmen and Two: it was required for whatever they were going into. The Autobots walked to math class carrying their new school supplies containing a backpack, books, paper and writing utensils.

SmokeScreen followed close behind his comrades more-so paying attention to the people around him than where he was headed. He watched as a group of boys went towards a girl with long black hair and a sky blue bow in the side. Her eyes were a pale green and didn't have a pupil instead they were more like orbs. She had on a black tank top fitted with a short sleeve green and white hoodie. She also had on jean shorts and a pair of black flip flops. The boy who seemed to be the leader, used his shoulder to bump into her and shove her against the wall. He turned around and smirked.

"'Watch' where you're going Queenie." He and his friends laughed.

"Shove it BrickFace, or do I have to send you back home to your mama?" Her voice was more angered than sarcastic.

"Ooohhh, someone got anger issues." One of his friend smirked and spoke up.

"I would be angry to if I couldn't see how ugly I was." They all laughed and Quennie elbowed the boy in the chest and he fell back.

"I may not be able to see you, but I sure as heck can hear you! and might I add your voice is obnoxious, it sounds like a goat who's hacking up a frog who's hacking up a microphone."

"For your information I just went and got surgery done." He said standing up and rubbing his sore chest.

"Maybe you should go back and sue the hospital." One of them glared at her and poked her shoulder about to speak, but was beaten.

"Back off!" The boys looked up to see a boy about their age standing behind the girl with an angered face, he was a bit taller than them and seemed intimidating. "I said, back off!" The boys left, grumbling between themselves. "You alright."

"I can fight my own battles." She pushed her backpack onto her shoulders and walked off.

"Why were those guys making fun about your sight." She sighed and turned to face him.

"I'm blind, and yes that's why my eyes are more like orbs."

"I would have never thought."

"Oh ya, suure. You're just a stupid boy who wan't to take advantage of my disability."

"No really, when you jabbed that guy in the chest with your elbow, it was perfect force and precision." He would know, he was a fighter.

"Really?" She asked with excitement hinted in her voice.

"Really, If I didn't know you I wouldn't think you were blind. I would of just seen your eyes as different than most peoples."

"Different?" The excitement left and she walked on.

"I think different is cool." She rolled her eyes at him, of course he would say that. "So what class do you have?"

"Math."

"Cool me too." SmokeScreen walked behind Queenie watching how she maneuvered the halls with no trouble whatsoever. Even though she was blind she was pretty good on her feet. Once they got to class, SmokeScreen saw that his family were scattered about in different places.
Ultra Magnus was writing notes in his notebook, overachiever, would be most everyone's thought. Bulkhead was next to WheelJack and they were talking not paying attention to the people around them.
BumbleBee was near the front doing something with his hands towards other people and they were just nodding and doing it back.
Optimus Prime was near the far left in the middle taking glances at his comrades and writing notes, oblivious to the girls two rows up starring down at him and giggling.
Queenie walked to the top of the classroom and took a seat that was positioned from the other people. SmokeScreen sat down next to her and she faced him.

"What are you doing."

"Sitting next to you, is that a crime?"

"Only if your here to 'help' me." She used her fingers to abbreviate 'help'.

"No, look just because you're blind it doesn't mean I'm going to treat you different from the others... You're a person too." Queenie turned her face away from him and smiled showing a hint of blushing, he was the first person besides her parents to treat her as a normal person, everyone else either made fun of her or tried to help her get around.

"May I have your attention." They looked to the front to see the teacher with a long ruler in his hand. It seemed they were of the few actually listening to him. CRACK! He whipped his stick against his metal desk and everyone turned to listen to him. "Now that I have your attention... I am professor Zaphain. Your new math teacher." He wrote his name on the board and turned back to them. "Well start off with something simple.."

Optimus listened to the teacher intently, bored but intently. He was five minutes into the class when a girl who was soaked head to toe in water walked in holding her dry backpack. Upon closer look he noticed it to be Arcee and she was angered. She walked over to her sorority sisters and sat down being eyed by the professor the whole time.

"Miss, I would advise you to dry yourself off from the shower before coming to class." Students snickered and watched as she slunk into her seat. Minutes later Brittnianne walked in with her posse. "Brittnianne, I see you're-"

"Hall pass!" She threw a paper onto the ground and walked up the steps towards Optimus, she sat next to him followed by the girls who proceeded to take the seats next to her. "Hi Optimus, how's your day?" She asked over sweetly.

"It is fine, you?" he asked back still trying to pay attention to the teacher.

"Oh it's great, you know, prank on the new student, laugh about it, come to class and fix my makeup.. That kind of stuff." She brought out her folder and opened it to reveal a makeup kit inside instead of school supplies.

Halfway into the lecture Ultra Magnus began to get tired and his hand cramped. He shook it and started taking notes again, he was on his fourth page and going onto his fifth.

"Any Questions?" The professor asked turning from the board to face his students. He raised his hand and waited for the teacher to call. "Yes, what do you have for me."

"The." He flipped through his pages until he found the one he was looking for. "Fifth question. If X is divided by Y and they are both subtracted by the square root of 18 and multiplied by Z200: Can you repeat the process again?"

"I am glad you asked that, this question was hard for me too when I first Started college." Bodies turned to Ultra Magnus and eyes glared at him with anger. A man next to him shook his head slowly while pursing his lips together. Once he finished the review, about ten minutes later, he went on with his lecture.

BumbleBee sat with his new friends, they listen to the teacher, though bored out of their minds. He looked around to see Ultra Magnus taking notes and ever so often shake his hand, Optimus was listening to the teacher and discreetly trying to move away from Brittnianne who was talking to him and pushing herself closer. SmokeScreen was sitting next to a girl who seemed more interested in listening to the teacher than watching. Bulkhead was laughing at some thing WheelJack had drawn in his notebook, apparently it wasn't something pertaining to school. And Arcee was sitting with her friends sulking in her anger, somehow she had gotten soaked and he figured it wasn't voluntarily. Once of his new friends poked him and handed him a piece of folded up paper that read.

Ice cream shop after class? We're all going.

He gave the note back and nodded in agreeance, as he turned back to the teacher a student in the back called out.

"Hey teach! What does 'Boring-Times-Never-Gonna-Use-Divided-by-Too-long- equal?" A few students snickered at his comment. The Professor eyed the student and pushed down his glasses as Bee looked back to see it was WheelJack who had made the comment.

"That would equal Detention." The other students ooh'd at the remark.

"Wha- Detention in college!?" Bee agreed, they were no experts but college was supposed to be more free than high school.

"Mr." The teacher flipped through some papers. "WheelJack... If you wish to act like a high schooler I shall treat you like one... See me after class, I shall have a five page assignment for you." He folded his arms and slumped into his seat as others laughed at him. Bee turned back to the teacher and thought. WheelJack wasn't one for being rude, out of line, yes, rude no. He would have to ask him when they got back to the house.

Bulkhead looked to WheelJack and frowned.

"What? You know I can't resist a good bet. And besides I go us some money." He held out the green paper in front of Bulkhead's eyes and he pushed it down.

"Ya a bet that got you in trouble... We're human now Jackie, and we're still trying to figure stuff out, I think we should leave the games till later."

"Woah, look who's going all Ultra Magnus on me."

"I'm serious Jackie, the last thing we all need is one of us found dead. Before we turn back."

"Don't get yourself in a twist, I'll be fine. I'm a big boy." He punched his friends shoulder and smiled.
He had to admit, he was a bit mad that he had taken the bed from the man a few seats down, but he couldn't resist a good bet, especially when he knew he could win. He was also mad because he'd have to go back to the house to an Angry Ultra Magnus. If detention wasn't bad enough, the man treated him like a child. He looked to the money he had gotten from the man and stuffed it into his pocket, if there's one thing he had learned from humans, it's that the green paper is important.

Monday: 0700 hours Ratchet, Medical Hall

Ratchet sat at his desk going over files, he had to say it was weird reading paper instead of datapads. He looked up to see Rachel walking in with her brother by the ear.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow." She let him go and then folded her arms.

"Sit!" He rubbed his ear and sat down in the middle row. Rachel walked over to Ratchet and smiled.

"Remind me to never get on your bad side."

"Oh that, that's just the usual routine, if I didn't wake him up he would never come." She took the shoulder bag off and set it on the ground, she then dug through it and pulled out a file folder. "First off.. Good Morning."

"Good Morning."

"Second, the front desk asked me to give you these files, it's the last minute sign ups." He took the folder and opened it, thankfully he only had three last minute students. Rachel picked her bag back up and set it in the back office, she then came out just as the first set of students filed in. Some waved and said 'Hi', and others kept to their own business, getting their school supplies ready. As he watched the students come in he would check to see who it was and then set the file in a 'Here' pile or a 'Missing' pile.
Once the last student was in he told Rachel to shut the door, and then he proceeded to write down on the board. He had watched some movies about school with the kids and he knew most teachers wrote their names on the board. Students kept talking and he cleared his throat.

"Are we here to talk or are we here to learn?" The adults turned to him.

"That was lame." A student said in the back a little too loud.

"It got your attention didn't it?" Ratchet raised a brow at the student and he sat back in his seat. "I am Ratchet, No Mr. no Sir, just Ratchet... I am going to be your medical teacher this year and I am new so a little help with listening and being silent would be nice." A girl in the back raised her hand. "Yes." He said pointing to her.

"How long is this class?" He sighed at her question.

"This class takes as long as it needs to, but it will be longer with interruptions." Anther student raised their hand and he pointed to them.

"Are you the only teacher?" He knew that voice. Ratchet looked up to the top row and saw none other than Knockout the Decepticon Medic, he silently laughed to himself that he had been reduced to a human student.

"I am the only one in this particular field advancement, so you're stuck with me." He heard a silent growl and turned back to the board.

He had to admit, being a teacher here was just like being a teacher on cybertron, except for on Cybertron he was teaching new medical recruits for the war. He checked the clock and saw that his 2 hour class still had thirty more minutes.

"So, to make a clean cut incision, you must be slow and accurate, and you must know how to calculate how deep, wide and long the incision must be." He drew a line on the board and wrote words and numbers all around it with arrows pointing to different parts of the line.

"So practically you're telling us how to make a straight line. Not to be out of line or anything, but I think we all learned that in kindergarden." A student called out making the others snicker.

"Ep, ep, ep. I will not allow talking when I am trying to teach... Yes you may of learned how to make a straight line when you were younger, but a body is not paper. If you cut to far you may sever a vein and make the person bleed out, then they may die, and we wouldn't want that on your record now would we?" The student shook his head and sunk into his seat. Ratchet continued to teach his class until he saw that it was time. Soon after a bell rang and students got up and left. "I want your assignment turned in by friday." A few kids mumbled as they walked out and he just shrugged. When he saw Knockout walking out he called him over and the red haired man growled and went over to the desk.

"You gonna taunt me for being a student?"

"No, I just wanted to say that in my class, I want no Decepticon business."

"I didn't do anything today." Knockout said defensively.

"Yes, I know, but if I know decepticons I know they can't go anywhere without making trouble. If I see anything out of line, I will personally see that you are kicked out of my class."

"You're enjoying this are't you?" The decepticon medic asked non-humorously.

"Enjoying what." Ratchet raised a brow and smiled, making Knockout roll his eyes and walk out.

"What was all that Decepticon stuff about?" Ratchet looked up from his papers and saw Rachel walking over with her bag.

"Our teams have been at each other's throats for a while and the Decepticons are always up to something that will get them the upper hand... Where are you going?" He asked looking at her bag.

"Oh, lunch with my brother... Your next class isn't until another hour, so I'll be back soon." She walked out and left him alone. He returned to his papers and kept reading, he had a lot to go over for wednesdays class, at the least, he was thankful that he only had two classes a day for three days a week.

Monday: 0800 hours, After Class

Optimus and his comrades walked out of the building thankful that their first class was over with. They each now had separate classes to go to and had to split off their own ways. Once he was out Optimus saw Arcee sitting on a lone bench pushing the remaining water from her hair. He walked over to her and sat down.

"What happened?" He asked setting her backpack near his feet so it wouldn't get wet.

"Emerald Alpha happened." She strummed her fingers through her hair trying to brush it.

"What did they do?"

"Ha, you really want to know."

"If you don't mind telling me." They looked up when a girl called out his name, and saw Brittnianne walking over.

"Hi Optimus! How was class, I really liked it." The girl needed to work on her lying skills a bit more.

"It was interesting." He replied cooly.

"Oh, Arcee." She said acting surprised when she spotted the blonde haired girl next to Optimus. "Whatever happened to you? You look like a drowned rat!" The girls behind her snickered and looked at Arcee also.

"I'll show you 'drowned rat'." She shot up and reached for Brittnianne who backed away, but before she could reach her Optimus grabbed her arms and sat her back down. She tried to break away but his grip was to strong.

"Oooh, looks like I have a bodyguard." She said sweetly before wiggling her fingers and walking away. "Tata."

"Calm down Arcee."

"Ca- calm down. That girl is evil, I will not calm down!" He looked into her eyes and she settled down back onto the bench.

"Now why don't you tell me what she did."

"Where do I start?"

SmokeScreen walked with Queenie to the lunch hall. He was impressed of how she could walk about the grounds better than half the students here.

"Why are you following me?" She asked turning around and stopping almost making him bump into her.

"Does it hurt that I want lunch too."

"No, but you following me does." She started to walk again and he did too. After a few minutes of what seemed like follow the leader she stopped again. "Look buster."

"SmokeScreen."

"Alright, look Smokey, I don't need help, I am very well capable of taking care of myself... Wait your name is SmokeScreen?"

"Ya I can see that, you walk around these grounds better than me... And it's my nickname... and I'm not here to help you around, in fact I kinda need help finding the lunch hall myself."

"Then why didn't you say that in the first place Smokey?" She threw her hands into the air and started to walk again.

"And It's SmokeScreen not Smokey."

"I like Smokey." They walked in silence the rest of the time, weaving in and out of crowds until they reached a large building with words on the building saying 'Mess Hall'.

The rest of the Autobots either went to different classes, ate lunch, or used the rest of the day for activities. After everything they reconvened back at the house. SmokeScreen had told Ratchet about the incident with WheelJack and the second he had walked in the medic backslapped his head. The wrecker rubbed his neck and let out and uneasy laugh. He explained to them that it was a bet and that he had gotten some more money for them. Even though they had money, how they got it they don't know, but they had enough that they didn't need to bet.

"That was still very uncalled for, WheelJack.. Just because we are stuck in this universe it doesn't mean that we should abuse it. We do not know how long we will be stuck here for, and even how we got here." Optimus said looking at him.

"Im sorry guys, that was out of line and rude. I just thought that we could use a bit more money, you never know when it would come in handy."

"You got that right soldier. That was out of line and overly rude... I suggest apologizing to the teacher tomorrow about your behavior." Ultra Magnus said sternly.

"I did today, he more took it as a joke than an apology though."

"As long as he knows you are sorry for your actions and that you will never go out of line like that again." Optimus replied.

"I won't, trust me I learned my lesson at question 88."

"Well I think the teacher gave him punishment enough for one day. I suggest we get ready for tomorrow, do any of you have classes?" Ratchet asked folding his arms and everyone shook their heads no.

"I have track to go to tomorrow." SmokeScreen said.

"Ya and I have a class to teach." WheelJack added. Bee pointed to his book and everyone assumed he was talking about his club meeting.

"I have some kids to tend to tomorrow as well." Ultra Magnus said.

"I have a kid who's waiting for me to train her." Followed Bulkhead.

"And I have some type of leadership meeting to attend to tomorrow." Optimus added turning to Ratchet. "Arcee and her team also have many plans tomorrow and she was asking that if you weren't busy if you would be able to take care of their pup?"

"I-I uh, well. I don't really have much going on except for a bit of reading up to do... So I guess."

"Well that settles it, Ratchet you stay her with the dogs and well go get everything done." They all nodded and Ratchet sighed, the last thing he wanted to do was take care of dogs.

YAY, New Chapter! I got a smidge of writers block, but it ended and I got it finished.

Don't worry WheelJack isn't going to be rude like that throughout the story, I already had that in mind for a random student, but then decided to have one of them say it, and WheelJack was the best candidate.

Please Review, Constructive Criticism Welcomed, if needed. I am taking new chap Ideas for future chapters if you have any, I'm a little booked up on OC's but will soon get around to more open spaces. Until the next chap!