This came from one of many plot bunnies that seem to want to make my life harder.

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Text:" =Two way conversation out loud for extended time.

::Text: ":: = Words heard in the Matrix

HEY! HEY YOU! READER! Before you read on I suggest you listen to the song Somebody to love by Queen It helped inspire this chapter! Listen to it at any point or specifically during Bella's Flashback, both are effective! Just a suggestion! read on... now!

Normal Point of veiw

Me: "Who said that?"

Unknown dude: "I did child. I am Primus, creator of life and worlds."

Me: "Uhmm, nice to meet you?"

Primus: "Do not be alarmed, I am simply here to grant you two life."

Tia: "Really?! Yay!"

Me: "But why? Not that I am ungrateful. And where are we?"

::Sunny: "In the name of our fallen love we strike!"::

::Sides: "PREPARE TO DIE DECEPTI-SCUM!"::

Primus: "That is why. You are what matters most to these two mechs and they have suffered an awful lot already. They can not bare knowing that their only love was sent to the Matrix...or Hevean as humans call it, without them again."

I looked down to see Sunny and Sides, they're optics were white with fury, but they were also crying.

Primus: "Your bravery and loyalty shown towards each other and to your friends and family, made my decision final. Though I can not return you to earth as humans, I will grant you life as Cybertronians."

I would go back? He was letting Tia and I have another chance at life! Now I could tell the twins how much I love them, how much I care for them, that they make me whole. I know it seems like we're really good friends, but I always wanted it to be more than that. Not many people know this, but I almost swore off boys and happiness altogether. That for the longest time I had a void in my heart.

FLASHBACK 8TH GRADE

8th grade year was hard for me, I had kinda began that awkward metamorphosis most kids go through in middle school. You know, where girls take intrest in boys and try to make themselves more appealing to them. The only problem with that was that I remained myself, the nerdy-yet-confident girl who thinks that boys will love her for her, ugliness and all. I wasn't ugly in my opinion, so what if I didn't shave my legs? Who cares if I dressed more masculine? Why should I have to wear make-up? I was comfortable, and I was happy with how I looked. That was until I met him. His name was Tilandu Wess. He was about 5'7, and he played basketball, and he didn't look half bad either. All the girls wanted him and I was no exception. He wouldn't even look my way, he barely knew my name, but I didn't care. I was smitten with him. One day I was in the cafeteria, having lunch when I saw him. I was thinking about my chances with him when she walked up.

Scum: "You know you don't have a chance with him."

Me: "Excuse me? I think I have the same opportunity as you Lauren."

Lauren: "As if! Last I checked he was into girls. And you... well your outfit says it all!"

I had been wearing a baggy t-shirt and some loose fitting jeans. Since I was a gymnast for most of my life, and due to genetics, my body had developed differently than most girls. I had a decent body, with abs and a tight butt, and my chest was well...ample. Most of my peers didn't know this. When I developed I was in elementary school. While some girls in elementary school gawked and scoffed at me out of jealousy, others made fun and said that I was a freak, and that I didn't belong. So by the time I got to the 8th grade I didn't want to stand out anymore. I hid my body.

Sheila: "Girl, she has the same opportunity as you and every other so called girl here."

Lauren: "And what is that supposed to mean?"

Terrin: "It means that you and half of the other female population in this room should scrape off half a pound of the make-up you're wearing. Last I checked it wasn't 1984, and I don't think he's into clowns."

Lauren: "I'll have you know that this is how the models wear their make up. And at least I don't look so hard in the face like you three. You need make up. For the sake of humanity, spare us of your hideous crows feet, and pale skin tone. You three practically glow in the dark, cept you Arabella. You blend in."

"That's it! The gloves are off! I thought to myself.

Me: " You do know that the auditions for useless tramp #5 on the Jersey Shore are over right? And my "crows feet" are laugh lines, which means that I laugh a lot, usually at your dumb ass. And speaking of my skin tone, at least I don't have to waste money on fake tan, of which you must have, because you're orange. You belong in a box from Panda Express. Seriously! You're sticky, sour and you're too much of a chicken not to use spray tan or makeup for fear of what you'd really look like."

She stormed off in a huff, probably to tell her friends what I had said. I however took what she said to heart. Girls like her had always picked on me, and I usually ignored them. But now I wanted to prove a point, that I could still be comfortable and get the boy. So I tested a theory, I changed my appearance little by little and found that the girlier I dressed the more attention I got. I did this until I was a full fledge girly girl, like Lauren and others like her. One day I had been out in the courtyard during lunch when Tilandu walked up. He looked me over and came up beside me.

Tilandu: "Hey you. Did I ever tell you that your ass looks good in that skirt?"

Me: "Uhhhm..."

Tilandu: "Seriously (Sniff) Ahhh! your hair smells fantastic, why don't we go somewhere more private?"

He said as he aggressively grabbed me around the waist. He went from being a hottie to a creep really fast. That's when I started looking around for help. Terrin and Sheila had gone to the bathroom and there were only a few kids straggling around me.

Me: "No... that's okay I'm-"

Tilandu: "Aw c'mon girl! Just let me into your skirt, you'll enjoy it! I promise!"

He hissed as he tried to drag me off to a more secluded area. I fought back and slapped him in the face, I then kneed him in the groin and tried to run. But he held onto me. I looked pleadingly at one girl who had stopped to watch. It was Lauren, and she was recording what was happening on her phone. I looked around some more and saw a boy, he was a bit of a loner, but he had a look of pure terror on his face, I tried my hardest to give him a look that said "HELP ME!".

Tilandu: "You're strong! That's what I love about you, you're a strong independent black woman! Now let me take you!"

Me: "That's fucking right! I AM strong, and I said NO!"

I screamed as I kicked him in the head and ran to the office. They brought him in right after I came in. The loner boy and some others must have said something because he had five referrals in his name. to my shock they didn't seperate Tilandu and I, they left us both waiting out in the hall while our parents were called. "Fucking bitch! I hope you know that no one will ever love you. You will die alone. Lonely and sad." He hissed at me.

END FLASHBACK

That was the last time I saw him or Lauren, they were both expelled. But that didn't stop their friends from saying the same things to me when they saw me. It got so bad that I had to change schools. Terrin and Sheila came with me, but so did the words. They too followed me and they still hurt to this day as much as they did when they were said. So when I got to high school, I changed. I became who I had to, to hide my insecurities, and exploit my abilities. It didn't help that some of my tormentors were on the football team and in my classes and clubs, that they again gained popularity. But me outsmarting them in class helped with the pain. That is until I met Sunny and Sides. in the four months I'd known them,they never wanted to hurt me, they never asked why I didn't dress girly or why I didn't shave or put on make up. They took the pain away. They made me laugh,they made me feel normal. They loved me for me, and according to many, they didn't accept humans well when the first came to earth. I was the only exception, and I would get another chance to be with them. This time I would tell them that I love them more than anything, that they are my world.

Me: "Thank you, sir that is more than generous!"

I said, as I began to cry again.

Primus: "Tia, since your life was taken at such a young age, and since you through your life have displayed maturity that far exceeded your years, I am granting you a new age. You will return at the Cybertronian age of 16 vorns old or 16 in human years. Arabella I am going to bump up your age as well, when you return you will be 20 vorns old, or 20 in human years."

Me: "Thank you so so much!"

Tia: " Coach you're crying again! Please stop, you'll see them again soon! And this time you will be like them...wait, what is a Cybertronian?"

Primus then went on to explain what Cybertronians were, why they were on the planet and their history. He was even kind enough to tell me more about Sunny and Sides live's before the war. I had no idea what they'd gone through. I had no clue that they had such a rough childhood, that they lost their parents, that at 17 they had to fight just to stay alive and to pay bills. I had no idea that they lost their wife to the Decepticons. they told me some things about their lives (like being gladiators) but not all of it. I can see why, they wanted to move on, to heal. And if not telling me about their past helped then I forgive them. I promise here and now, that nothing will come between the three of us. Ever.

When Primus was done explaining how our new bodies would work we were ready to be transformed.

Primus: "I have a question, would you two mind if you were the descendants of the Praxian elders? This would entail you both having a Praxian cycle when you mature. Arabella, this would happen to you sooner rather than later. "

Me: "I'm okay with it. I trust you, you are the creator of life. So you must know what you're doing."

Tia: "I agree you are the wisest one here."

Primus: "Thank you both for saying that. Most bot's don't acknowledge that. Especially Ratchet."

Me: "Heh, I'll tell him you said that!"

Primus: "Good! Now as humans used to say; Go forth and conquer!"

And with that he clapped his hands together. There was a loud crack of thunder and a very strange tickling sensation all over what was once my body. The next thing I heard was a very large crash. We had landed. I was in a strange jellish pod, I looked down at myself as best as I could. I was metal...I WAS METAL! Holy PRIMUS this is actually happening!

Authors note: Not much to say aside from that I will be posting soon!

CLYL!