CHAPTER EIGHT
School – It Can't Be True!
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Meg: We're going to Dunsborough on Saturday, so…no internet access for three whole days. *Pouts* I'll try to update as much as possible, though.
Emma: You'd BETTER.
Prowl: She will.
Emma: Oh yes, because you'd know, wouldn't you?
Meg: Want me to break your other arm and leg?
Emma: I'll be quiet.
Prowl: *Grins*
Meg: Don't smile – I'm also sick and have a cold. *Achoo!!*
Everyone Else: Bless you.
Meg: *Sniffs* Thanks.
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"YOU HID MY ENERGY SIGNATURE!!??" I screamed. I was getting pretty used to screaming at Star again, and he was getting pretty used to countering it in his own, pissed off way.
"Not hid," He snapped, crossing his arms over his muscled chest. "Masked – I masked your energy signature."
"And here I was counting on my unique energy signal to lead the others straight to me." I mumbled, as we stepped out of the elevator and into the foyer of the hotel we were staying at.
I could have left – but I knew that, in the state I was in, I'd be caught up to in no time.
Best to just stick with him until the others showed up.
IF they could find me, that is. I glared at Screamer once more for good measures, and then we left the hotel to go and find me some breakfast.
"There?" He pointed.
I looked.
"Too…fancy."
"Okay, how about there?"
I glanced at the café.
"Too…stingy. Look, he's got a gun."
"There then?"
"What is this, café-street or something?"
"Just answer my question Em."
I sighed. "Okay, there's fine."
We went into the typical American restaurant, and sat down.
The waitress, who was about a zillion years old, came to take my order.
I picked up my menu and took a look at it.
"Okay…" I said, smiling. I pointed to my choice. "I'll have the smiley face breakfast special…uhh, but could you add a bacon nose? Plus bacon hair, bacon mustache, five o'clock shadow made of bacon bits and a bacon body?"
Star's
red eyes nearly bugged out of his head.
The waitress rolled her
eyes. "How do you stay so thin, girlie?"
"Running for my life from giant killer robots." I said seriously.
To my right, Star began to laugh silently.
The
waitress gave me a Look.
I sighed. "Fine, but the bacon man
lives in a bacon house!"
"No he doesn't!" The waitress
replied, and left.
Star and I exchanged an amused glance, and then we laughed.
Ah, say what you want about Starscream, former Decepticon seeker…but I'd missed him and it was good to have him back.
For now, anyway.
My breakfast came (just the way I'd ordered it) and I ate like there was no tomorrow. Then we stood up, Star payed (I made him tip the waitress), and we went outside into the bustling streets of Detroit.
"Well…" Star began but, just then, a woman fairly leapt out in front of us, and grabbed my arm and Star's arm.
"You two deliquants!" She shouted. "Skipping school like it's not important!!"
"What the slag!!??" Star cried, and I could tell that he was getting ready to attack this woman.
To shut him up and slow him down, I stomped on his foot – hard.
He winced, and glared at me.
"Excuse me Ma'am," I said politely to her. "But we're not students – see, Star and I are from…"
"I don't want to hear it!" She snapped, and gave us both a push. I staggered forward and Star grabbed me.
We both glared at this truant officer.
"Go, back to school – now." She said angrily, and pointed across the street towards a building named Fountain Park Academy. "Before I call the police!" She added sternly.
My eyes opened wide. "Star, go!" I said, and it was my turn to shove, as I forced him across the street and over to the school.
"Emma, please, can we rethink this?" He said angrily.
"If we don't do it then the police will be called, and we'll draw uneccisary attention to ourselves." I hissed angrily, as he helped me up the steps.
I could almost see a lightbulb go off in his head, and I suddenly wondered if maybe I should rethink my plans…no, too late for that now, as Screamer and I walked through the halls of the Detroit highschool.
It was like a nightmare come true – going back to highschool!
*
We went to the front admin, and gave the lady our names. She printed off timetables for us – no questions more were asked. Well, this was a public school, so maybe they were a bit…less…uptight?
All I knew was that this was a really bad dream, it had to be. I mean, I'd already graduated! I didn't need to attend school again!
This was all just a big mistake!
Star helped me through the halls, and into our first class, which was science.
Everyone looked at us when we came in.
The teacher glanced up from her workbook. "Yes?"
Star and I exchanged a glance. "We're new students here." We said in unison.
"I'm Star, she's Emma." He added.
"Yes, well, introduce yourselves and take a seat." The teacher said.
Star and I exchanged another glance.
"Introduce…" He began.
"Ourselves?" I finished.
"Yes." The teacher nodded. "Or, maybe the other students could ask you questions, and you could answer them?"
Star and I both nodded. "Okay." We said.
He was being unusually helpful today, and well-behaved. I would have to keep my eyes on him.
One girl said: "Where are you from?"
"Australia." We said at the same time.
"Why did you come here?" A tough-looking boy wanted to know.
"No special reason." Screamer and I mumbled.
"Do you always talk at the same time?" A girl with long blonde hair asked, not taking her eyes off of Screamer. "Like, can you maybe…not?"
"I can, but I don't think he can." I replied, at the same time as Starscream answered: "I can, but I don't think she can."
Then, he and I laughed. "That was so cool!"
The rest of the class was just staring at us like we were aliens or something.
Well, they were one half right.
Finally, a boy raised his hand and asked: "Umm, Emma?"
I turned to him. "Yes?"
The class looked relieved that only I had spoken.
"What happened to your arm and leg?" The boy asked me.
I glared at Star. "He happened to my arm and leg." I replied. "I knew I should've stayed in the temple, but noooo, I had to walk out into the bright blazing Egyptian sun and find you again!"
Star rolled his eyes. "Oh please Emmy, you and I both know that it makes up for all those times you hit me back in Albany!"
"I only did it when you deserved it." I replied.
He smirked. "And I only do it when you deserve it, butterfly."
"Thief." I said, waving the hand with the class ring on it.
Star just laughed. "Half-breed."
"Decepticon." I countered.
Star laughed even harder. "Ooh, yeah, that hurt, really hurt!"
I just sighed and stared up at the ceiling.
"Ahem?"
Star and I both turned to the teacher. We'd forgotten about her.
"Go and sit down." She told us sternly, and so we did so. "Okay," She said, once we were sitting. "Now, we're reviewing the periodic table of elements. Who can tell me what element number 43 i..?"
"Tc." Star and I said in unison. "Also known as Technetium."
The teacher looked surprised, but then she nodded. "That is…correct. Okay, how about number 3..?"
"Lithium." Star and I answered correctly again, and I hummed a few bars of the song.
The class was beginning to stare at us now.
"Oookaaay…" The teacher consulted her notes. "Umm, who can tell me what a Lanthanoid is..?"
"The lanthanoid (previously lanthanide) series comprises the fifteen elements with atomic numbers 57 through 71, from lanthanum to lutetium. All lanthanoids are f-block elements, corresponding to the filling of the 4f electron shell, except for lutetium which is a d-block lanthanoid. The lanthanoid series (Ln) is named after lanthanum." Star and I said in perfect harmony.
"They're also chemically similar to each other." Starscream added.
"Oh what," I said sarcastically, reading his mind. "Like, say, a star and a butterfly?"
"They gotta go better together then a butterfly and a bee." Star countered.
"Not according to Primus' law," I replied, leaning back in my chair (damn hard desk chairs from school!). "And what about Wasps?"
"You mean the Waspinator?"
"Oh, that guy – no, maybe not him…"
"Oh, you know about him?" Star raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, I heard a few bits and pieces about the days back then." I replied coolly. "So, it was really Shockwave then, huh?"
Screamer smirked at me. "You're fairly smart today, aren't you?"
"Must be the company I keep."
"QUIIIIEEEET!!!!!!!!" The teacher suddenly screamed, causing everyone to jump and gulp, before facing the front of the classroom.
Star and I decided to stay quiet for the rest of the lesson.
Primus, would highschool ever end?
Not according to Bowling For Soup…
Four
years you think for sure
That's all you've got to endure
All
the total dicks
All the stuck up chicks
So superficial, so
immature
Then when you graduate
You take a look around and you
say HEY WAIT
This is the same as where I just came from
I
thought it was over
Aw that's just great
The whole damn
world is just as obsessed
With who's the best dressed and who's
having sex,
Who's got the money, who gets the honeys,
Who's
kinda cute and who's just a mess
And you still don't have the
right look
And you don't have the right friends
Nothing changes
but the faces, the names, and the trends
High school never
ends
Check out the popular kids
You'll never guess what
Jessica did
How did Mary Kate lose all that weight
And Katie
had a baby so I guess Tom's straight
And the only thing that
matters
Is climbing up that social ladder
Still care about your
hair and the car you drive
Doesn't matter if you're sixteen or
thirty-five
Reese Witherspoon,
She's the prom queen
Bill
Gates,
Captain of the chess team
Jack Black, the clown
Brad
Pitt, the quarterback
I've seen it all before
I want my money
back
The whole damn world is just as obsessed
With who's
the best dressed and who's having sex,
Who's in the clubs and
who's on the drugs,
Who's throwing up before they digest
And
you still don't have the right look
And you don't have the right
friends
And you're still listen to the same shit you did back
then
High school never ends
High school never ends
The
whole damn world is just as obsessed
With who's the best dressed
and who's having sex,
Who's got the money, who gets the
honeys,
Who's kinda cute and who's just a mess
And I still
don't have the right look
And I still have the same three
friends
And I'm pretty much the same as I was back then
High
school never ends
High school never ends
High school never ends
Here we go again
