AN: I do not own Transformers, only my own plot that I inserted and my OC. And sorry if the first few chaps are boring, they are more or less and intro.

Chapter 1;

'Thoughts(talking to inner voice)'
Dream
'Flashback'
Inner voice – will be explained further on into the story.

"Come on Storm. We'll be late!" Sam yelled at me. God, didn't know I was loved so much.
"Okay, okay! I'm coming. What's the rush anyways? It's just school." I moaned at the thought of school. Ugh people.
"Yes but if I get an A on this report, I can get my first car!" Sam practically screeched at me.
"Whoa, cool it Sam. Just make sure I can have a look, you know how much I love cars." I reminded him.
"Okay, sure… Wait you're not coming with me to get the car? I thought you would, to you know, help me pick a descent one." Pout at me why don't you Sam!
"*Sigh* Okay. I'll come, if only to shut you up." What is with me and giving in today?

… I should probably introduce Sam and myself shouldn't I? Well, where to start…

Well, my name is Storm Casie Reyes and I have pure black hair and before you ask, no it's not dyed, it's my natural colour. My eyes are a light green which stand out in contrast to my hair colour. I am wearing blue skinny jeans, a black spaghetti strap top with a silver skull on the left hip. I'm wearing my favourite cowboy boots which are taupe. The jacket I'm wearing is denim and stops just beneath my breasts. I'm around 5'4 ½" the last time I checked. I also have a tanned complexion.

The one I was – am – talking to is named Samuel James WitWicky. His hair is a darkish brown and his eyes are a hazel colour. He also has a tanned complexion although not as dark as mine. He is wearing baggy blue jeans with a dull grey t-shirt, just like his personality, hehe, I kid he's really nice when you get to know him. Anyways he has a light brown shirt over the top, unbuttoned and sleeves rolled up to just below his elbows. He also had his old pale brown converse on.

His dad, Ron, has the same colour hair although it's thinning. They also have the same eye colour too. He also has a tanned complexion just slightly paler than his son's. He also has a slight belly and is shorter than Sam which makes it look worse than it really is.

Judy, his mum, has ginger red hair and bright green eyes. She is slender and Sam gets most of his facial features from her.

All of the WitWicky's are sweet really. Sam is the awkward teenager that needs to get laid. Ron is the cheap father and Judy is the loving mother. And me? Well, I'm not a WitWicky, they took me in when I was 14, 4 years ago. My last name is Reyes and my past will be revealed in time. I suppose my personality is fierce, loyal to those close to me, I'm stubborn, possessive, protective and sneaky I guess.

Anyways, back to what Sam and I were talking about…

"Come on Storm, stop staring at the front doors and let's get this day over and done with!" Sam shouted and snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Let's go then Sam." I called over my shoulder while I was walking in to the building.
Sam and I both go to Tranquillity High School and we both only really have one friend each. I'm friends with Mikaela Banes and Sam's crush. Sam's friend is Miles Lancaster, total weirdo in my opinion.

My day today consists of English, Higher Level Maths, History, Physics, Art and History again. My day was uneventful just revising for test as well as practise. In art we could draw what we wanted, and me being me drew car after car. Mainly Lamborghini Gallardo's in every colour under the sun, although yellow and red the most common colours though.

It's now 6th period, second History, and people are finishing giving their reports and this includes Sam.

"Okay, Mr. WitWicky. You're up." Our teacher whose name I cannot remember said.
"Sorry, I got a lot of stuff," don't apologize Sam just get on with it. "For my family-" I look over at Trent and glare as Sammy was cut off by a paper wad. And Trent has the nerve to WINK at me?!
"Who did… Who did that? People! Responsibility." Teacher yelled 'Yeah right these idiots wouldn't know or have responsibility if it hit the face.' He waved at Sam to tell him to carry on.
"Okay. So for my family genealogy report, I decided to do it on my great-great-grandfather, who was a famous man, uh, Captain Archibald WitWicky." Get on with it Sam… I'm already bored… and I've heard it, many times!
"Very famous explorer. In fact, he was one of the first to explore the Arctic Circle, which is a big deal. In 1897 he took 41 brave sailors straight into the Arctic Shelf-"

And I zoned out and started thinking about the potential car Sammy would get and all of the work it'll need. Oh well, at least it will give me something to do when I'm bored.
"Are you going to sell me his liver?" Wow, what I miss? And what the hell did Sam do?!
"Mr. WitWicky, this isn't show and sell. It's the 11th grade. I don't think your grandfather would be particularly proud of what you're doing." Cool it teacher man…
"I know. I'm sorry. I just, you know, this is all going towards my car fund. You can tell your folks. It on eBay. I take . Cold hard cash works too." Stop while you're ahead Sam, stop while you're ahead.
"And the compass makes a great gift for Columbus Day." I better do something… Oh, I know!
"Sam!" My pissed of voice generally gets though; I mean it is a hiss after all.
"Sorry!" Good, he flinched … SHIT! That part of me hasn't shown it's self in a while… Don't panic, keep calm, don't panic!
"- thought he'd discovered." Saved by the bell, although I wasn't listening to most of it.
"Okay. Might be a pop quiz tomorrow. Might not. Sleep in fear tonight." Hehehe, idiot. It's Friday today. No school tomorrow! Yay! Now where's… Oh found him trying to sell his grandfather's stuff.
"Hey, Sam."
"Hmm, yeah?"
"See you at the car. Good luck." I called over my shoulder.

AN: First full chapter up! Yay! I know it's slow but I still want to follow the plot line in the film/films so I'm gonna stick to the way it is with my own twists! XD