CHAPTER 8- Shut up and Drive

Mikaela shrugged. "Whatev. Aw, you guys! I'm so psyched you know about my little secret." I rolled my eyes. So not! I didn't have to look at Jackie to know she was glaring. Poor Bee looked confused.

"Um, so you guys know Mikaela?" We nodded. We knew her, alright. He had a stressed smile. "That's good, right?"

Jackie smiled tightly. "Sure, Bee." Mikaela let out a high pitched giggle. "AWWW! Bee! That's so cute!"

Jackie's face turned red and I stood up for my friend. "Um, Mikaela, don't you have a boyfriend to go talk to or something?" She made a face, but just about that time Sam came in.

"Mikaela! I'm glad to see you guys are getting along." Jackie rolled her eyes.

"Oh, Sammie! How are you?" She gave him a big hug. Sam and Bee couldn't see her flick us off, but Jackie did. I had to restrain her. Poor Bumblebee just looked confused.

Jackie growled and muttered something about 'stupid whores needing to die slow painful deaths'. I hid a smile. Sam looked at us.

"What on earth are you guys doing?"

"Nothing." We had decided long ago that Sam was a lost cause when it came to Mikaela. He was obsessed, and she had a horrible tendency to have EVERYONE think she was the most amazing thing since sliced bread.

Bee looked uncomfortably towards Jackie. "Um, Jackie, you wanna go for a ride?"

Jackie sighed and nodded as Bee gently scooped her up and left. Mikaela was being her usual skanky self so I left before my breakfast showed up again. I found myself heading towards Ratchet's med lab. After all, didn't he owe me an explanation after ignoring me all week?

It was really getting annoying, too. After all, I'd been nice, right. After his stupid kidnapping we'd called a truce and I thought I'd been nice, right? Well, if he thought I was gonna be treated like this, forget it! I was furious, I was angry and I was…Ok. It was hard to be mad at him.

Jackie had been right. I really liked him. I counted on him. I couldn't help it… I needed him, and I hated it.

I knocked loudly on the med bay door. Ratchet opened it. He looked down at me. "Cherish? What do you want?" I cringed at the gruff sound.

"Can we talk?"

" Could you come back another time? I'm, er… busy."

I crossed my hands over my chest and looked at him. "Oh, really? With what?"

"Um… stuff."

I glared at him. "You know what? Forget it. I like you, Ratchet, but if you're gonna be a jerk, then forget it. I don't know what your problem is, but it's getting irritating."

He looked taken aback. "What? I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't you? What is it? Did I do something to mess with your 'big mean' façade." I wanted to punch myself for sounding so weak.

"What?" He looked surprised. I rolled my eyes.

"You heard me. And until you stop acting like a sparkling…" I tried to think of a good threat. "I'll go hang out with the twins."

His optics widened. "What? You'd choose them over me?"

I tried no to grin, but it was a loosing battle. "Maybe." I spun to leave.

"Wait!" I turned around and looked up at him with an annoyed expression.

"Yes, Ratchet?" he shifted uncomfortably.

"Um… never mind."

I rolled my eyes. I can't believe I thought that he'd actually make sense. I walked to the rec room. The twins were lounging around. "Hey guys."

They looked at me suspiciously. "Hey, Cher. You're not still upset over the prank thing, right?"

I smiled. "Course not. It was genious."

Sides smirked. "Thanks. It was my idea."

I rolled my ideas as they started arguing over whose idea it was. "Guys, guys. Chill. I was wondering if you'd like to go on a drive or something."

Sunny looked at me. "Won't Ratchet be worried about you leaving?"

I frowned. "I could care less. He's being weird lately… it's annoying."

The twins laughed. "Finally, you see it our way. The hatchet is always a little annoying."

I smirked. "Great. Now, about that drive?"

Sides scooped me up and we went to the hangar. They transformed. I'd never get tired of that. It was really cool. I climbed into Side's alt mode because Sunny didn't want me messing up his interior. We took off towards the highway. After a while, Sides spoke. "So, why are ya angry with the Hatchet?"

I frowned. "Why do you care I thought you didn't like the H- I mean ratchet."

"I don't, but I don't want you to be upset. I can tell you like the Hatch, and he likes you."

"He sure has a funny way of showing it."

"Of course he does." Sunny's voice piped up. "After all, he is the Hatchet. But I can tell he likes ya too."

"Then why has he been ignoring me?"

"He hasn't he's been avoiding you."

"Isn't that the same thing?"

"No."

"Sunny's right. He's worried."

"About what?"

"About you leaving."

"Leaving? What are you talking about? I'm not going anywhere." What were they talking about? I sat up in my seat. Sides was going faster than I'd ever gone before. It was pretty exhilarating.

"You will after your arm heals."

"Why? Don't you guys want me here?"

"Come now," Sunny said in an annoyed tone."You can't stay at the autobot base forever."

"Why not?"

"Cause. You know, you got school and stuff."

I frowned. He was right. I just couldn't skip school. "Well, couldn't one of you guys take me?"

Sunny laughed. "Ha. Those kids would be jealous of all this." To emphasize his point, he revved his engine and sped past Sides. I laughed.

"Such a big ego for such a small processor."

Sides laughed. "Oh, she got you there, Sunny."

"Don't call me that!"

Me and Sides laughed. "So, where to, guys?"

"Well… we heard about a street race going on… if you're not chicken."

I raised an eyebrow. "I'm game. The question is… can you guys handle it?"

I was answered by them picking up speed towards wherever. This was gonna be a blast. My laughter bounced of the sides of, well, Sides.