A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for the great reviews, I hope to get more for this chapter though ;) Here's chapter 5 for you guys!
Also, thanks for my FF. Buddy, KristenCullen for being an awesome author for letting me adopt her story :).
Now, on with the damn chapter =3
Chapter Five- Save Me, Bee: Stars:
I stood up quickly but not before, once again, falling onto the floor. Seriously? My clumsiness doesn't need to kick in right now. I stood up slowly again and put on the robe and boots. I ran to the Witwicky's front door. "Sam! Sam!"
"What!" I heard him call back in panick. I saw him running down the stairs, looking at me.
"The car dumbass! Someone's trying to steal it!" I yelled, opening up the front door and running down the porch to grab a bike from the back. I got on, made my way down the driveway to the street and pedaled light-speed after the car. I turned and saw Sam behind me with same gestures I was doing. "Motherfucker, get out of the damn car and face us you coward!"
"Where you going with our car buddy," Sam chanted quietly as me and Sam biked through the streets, screaming for our car. We ended up in an old dumpster or warehouse, seeing our car go into barbed fences. Me and Sam dropped our bikes off to the side, quickly running pass the tracks of the train and behind a couple of tire stacks.
"Sam, did you see who was in it?" I whispered to him frantically trying to calm my heart.
"No but, I think we'll be able to corner him whe-" He started but I covered his mouth, shocked of what I see just a couple feets away from us.
"Oh. My. God."
"Sweet lord," Sam mumbled into my hand when he finally saw what I was looking at. A giant 17 foot black and yellow robot. The parts of it's giant body was the parts of the Camaro. Our Camaro is a robot! Holy crap, this is so cool! It seemed to be shooting some sort of light up in the sky. I let go of Sam's mouth and he took his phone out. We slid down to hide from the robot and I looked at Sam confusingly.
"Wait, Sam, what are you-"
"Okay, my name is Sam Witwicky and this is my friend Carter Santorri. We are here because we thought our car was stolen but I thought wrong. Our car is alive see?" He said, putting it up to show the robot into the camera. "So, if we don't make it out alive, Mr. Santorri, may your daughter rest in peace. Mom, Dad if you find busty beauties' under my bed, it's Miles I'm just holding them for him. No, wait. Their mine and uncle gave them to me. Mojo, I love you." He finally said, putting his phone away.
"Wait, you got busty beauties' from your uncle?" I asked, making sure I heard correctly.
"Yeah, why?"
"Uhh...I think facebook will love to hear about that," I joked and he rolled his eyes. I stood up and decided to walk towards the robot slowly.
"C-Carts! Come back!" Sam whispered loudly but I just ignore him. He quickly followed but as soon as we hit the corner, we saw two pitbulls looking at us hungrily. Me and Sam froze when we saw them. "Carts, don't move-"
Sam tried to warn but I didn't listen since my stubborn brain told me run. The dogs started barking loudly and they ran after me. I saw Sam beside me also running frantically.
"I told you not to move!" Sam yelled, with me looking at him in disbelief.
"Not my fault, I was freaked out by the damn dogs and that, I don't feel like being dinner tonight!" I growled to him and I heard the dogs gowls and barks coming closer behind. I ran and ran as fast as I can resulting with me and Sam ending up in a warehouse. We jumped up on some garbage cans.
"Well, maybe you should stop being stubborn sometimes and listen to me!" Sam reasoned with me as the dogs went up to the cans, snapping their teeth at us. I saw a pipe on the side and I jumped over the dog to quickly take the pipe. "Carter!"
"Shut up Sam, I got this," I said, gripping the pipe and whacking them on the dogs' faces when they came at me. One dog suddenly got it's paws out and scratched me on the back of the leg. I cringed but didn't scream. I didn't want Sam worrying that I couldn't handel these things. I kept hitting the dogs, until I hit one at the teeth, making some break.
"Yes!" Sam cheered, when the dog I hit at teeth fell to the ground. I grunted when I hit the other one right on the leg. Resulting it to fall to the ground but not like the other one which layed on the ground not moving. The dog pounced on me but a Camaro came crashing in, knocking the dog to the ground with the other. "Please, please don't kill me! Here's the keys!"
"Wait, Sam!"
He jumped off the cans and onto the ground before grabbing my hand. He dragged me out quickly running onto the lot. We were looking back at the warehouse until I felt someting punch against my stomach. I saw that me and Sam hit a police car and we rolled onto the hood. I gripped my stomach, then saw a gun pointed to my face. I quickly got off the car with Sam. I saw two police men with guns pointed at us and I panicked. Nicko is going to kill me!
"Put your hands up!" One of them warned.
"No wait, the guys' inside!" Sam tried to explain and I bit my lip anxiously.
"Shut up!" The other officer yelled and I looked him over threateningly.
"Excuse me? No one tells my best friend to shut up," I growled going over to him but he just twisted me around, pushing me onto the hood. My head slapped onto the hood before I felt handcuffs snap around my wrists. Great.
I felt something burn on my leg and remembered what the dog did. Fuck, this is great isn't it?
"You," I saw one of the polices point at Sam, "mama's boy! Head on the hood like your little headstrong friend here."
The other ordered while I winced at his volumatic high pitched voice and Sam walked over and slammed his head onto the hood.
Ouch.
"For the last time, it just, stood up." Sam answered a man who was asking us questions. Me and Sam were in the police station as is Mr. Witwicky but he hasn't said a word yet.
"It just...stood up?" The guy asked once again and I stood up.
"Okay dude, listen, we need time for crap. You know what? I give you something. I'll do anything just for you to let us out of here," I asked and he smiled.
"Hmm...well..if you're up for it," He smirked and I nodded my head.
"Carts what are you thinking?" I heard Sam yell quietly but I just ignored him.
"Okay, shoot." I replied to the dude and he threw me a bass guitar. I looked at him confusingly.
"I have a cafe and I've been looking for a mighty fine singer for a while. Can you sing?" He asked and my eyes widened.
"Of course! Where is it located?" I said excitedly as Sam and his dad smiled at me.
"Excellent and I think you may well know that it is in the Hard Rock Cafe," I smiled and nodded once again.
"Hard. Rock. Cafe!" I squealed and jumped up and down as Sam and his dad came over to hug me.
"Then it's settled, be there tomorrow, 3:00 sharp and you guys are free to go," The guy said and I smiled before handing back the guitar but he just shook his head. "Keep it".
"Oh my god, thank you so much!" I said happily, walking out of the station.
"Wow, Carts..you're truly bright you know?" Sam exclaimed as I laughed.
Tomorrow was going to be mighty fine alright.
"You okay Carts?" Sam asked as we were on our way to his house since he didn't want me at mine during this hour. Mr. Witwicky seemed to be alright too.
"Yeah!" I scoffed and he nodded.
"Can't still believe you got a gig at th Hard Rock," Sam said unbelievably as we sat in the back of the car going up to the Witwicky's driveway.
"I know right and I got this awesome new guitar!" I exclaimed as we got out of the car, into the house. It was dark until Sam clapped his hands as the lights turned on. Whoa! That's so cool!
"Yeah, yeah, yeah you two. I suggest you guys get some sleep. Carter there's a room upst-" Mr. Witwicky started but I held a hand up.
"No worrs Mr. Witwicky, I'll be fine back at my spot at the couch," I smiled and he looked unsure as I saw Sam just drag his feet up the stairs. "Really".
"Okay...just tell us if you need anything at all," He explained before I nodded with him heading up the stairs and me hearing his door shut.
I yawned and went over to the couch to lay down. I smiled, clapping my hands and the lights going off. I shifted around the couch, obviously not as comfortable as before. I sighed, looking up at the ceiling. There was only one person that has been on my mind for a while. Bee. I stood up and walked over to the front door, not putting any coat on since I still had the robe I got which was really comfy. I opened it up and walked outside to sit on the stairs of the porch.
"Nice night out huh?" I heard a voice say from beside me before my head whipped around. I saw Bee with a tank under an unbuttoned, striped flannel. His hair was as unkept and shaggy as usual with the black streaks coating in them. He went over to sit beside me and we looked up at the sky.
"Yeah, the stars are my favorite though," I said, looking up dreamily at them.
"Before, my mother used to make me name the brightest stars in the sky at night," He chuckled as I smiled gleamingly as him. "I also named a new one tonight".
"Really? Which one?" I asked eagerly and he looked me in the eye before glancing up.
"See that brightest one there?" He pointed up to the north and I couldn't believe it.
"I-is that the North star? I thought it that I'd never see it in my life!" I scoffed astounded by the bright glow.
"It's name is Carter, the brightest star in the night," He flirted, wagging his eyebrows before I punched him playfully on the arm.
"Nice name there," I smirked at him and laughed awkwardly.
"What?"
"Nothing, nothing," I chanted quietly and he nudged me a little with his elbow.
"C'mon Carter, it's not nothing. What is it?" Bee asked, putting a hand under my chin and bringing my head up to look at his glowing baby blue pools.
"No, it's just that I've always wanted this gift that I asked my mom always with the stars," I reminicsed. He laughed, moved a strand of hair out of my face.
"Well? What is it?"
"It was...a star," I bashfully admitted, turning away from him.
"Carter, don't be ashamed of that. A star? That may be the most precious and beautiful gift anyone could ask for," Bee said a bit frustratedly as I raised my eyebrows.
"Yeah, but, we all know it's not possible," I mumbled and I saw him shake his head from the corner of my eye.
"It's not...for me," I heard him say, that I may wasn't suppose to hear but I shrugged it off.
"Ahhh...wierd day," I said in relief, plopping my head on his shoulder with his laughing.
"Get some sleep then!" He exclaimed but I already felt my eyes go droopy right there and then. Then I fell into cloud nine.
"Carter!" I heard a sudden voice yell into my ear and my eyes snapped open. I always have this funny defense where a sudden person wakes me up and I punch them in the stomach for self-defense that my body just reacts to naturally. Since Sam just came up like that, I ended up with my fist, implanting into his tummy. "Oh sweet lord!"
"Sam? What the freak?" I said, sitting up sleepily and I noticed I was back on the couch with a blanket wrapped around my lower body. Bee must've put me back, since I left the front door unlock when I went outside last night. Sam was heaved down onto the floor with his hands clutching his stomach.
"It's 7 o'clock Carts!" He managed to gasp out as I rolled my eyes, getitng up and putting a hand out. He grabbed it and quickly stood up.
"I need to take a quick shower. You got some spare clothes?" I asked, obviously not wanting to leave with pj's on.
"Yeah, my mom left it upstairs since she left for work," He explained and I nodded, headingup the stairs.
I saw in her room a long-sleeved dress that was purple. There was skinny jeans on the side with some pink, polka dotted stilletos on the ground. I laughed, thinking how much more they would spoil me if I was their daughter. I quickly grabbed a folded towel and went in the bathroom to take a shower. I quickly found a pair of bandage wrappings in their medicine cabinet and wrapped it around my leg where the dog played his teeth on last night. I finished it down and put the clothes and shoes on. I put my old clothes down in the laundry before going to a long, tall mirror. It fits well! I dried my hair up, and actually decided to let it loose. I combed through it before heading downstairs carefully! Especially with these damn heels! "Sam?"
"CARTER!" I heard him scream as he ran to the front door. I ran slowly to im and looked at him in the eye.
"Sam? What is wrong this time? Oh, also, does this pretty dress my my butt look fat?" I looked back and down at my butt.
"Carter! The car again! Oh and, no it does not," He pointed out, opening up the door and grabbing his mother's bike this time. I smiled deviously when I saw a motorcycle all alone and free. I walked over to it and grabbed some wires in it. I quickly hotwired it, making it start. I got on it and sped off. I saw a distant Camaro after Sam. Oh no, is the car bad or something? Shit! Uhh..well might as well enjoy everything while it lasts.
"Woohoo!" I cheered as I zipped right through the streets. I stopped when I saw Sam. Who...just flipped over in front of Mikaela and her ugly friends. I groaned, braking the motorcycle to the side and going over to Sam.
"Sam? Wow, that was, really awsome," Mikaela obviously said not trying to laugh. I chuckled and noticed Sam just struggling to get back up.
"Sam? What the hell is going on?" I asked frustratedly, helping him up.
"Carts the Camaro is chasing me so I gotta go," He said hurriedly, putting the bike back up and going off but not before me puncing on his back while pedaling. "What the! Carts!"
"Sam shut up, maybe we're just hallucinating!" I yelled as he biked through the sidewalks and he stopped abruptedly making me get flung from his back to a hood of a police car. Again! "What the freak?"
"Oh good, you're here see the guy is the car and you know, my car has been stolen from last night so can you freaking get out of there and-" I heard Sam annoyingly growl to the police car and it lurched foward making me roll off to the front of the car with Sam.
"H-hey! You better fucking lay off- Hey!" I sneered loudly but only made the car start lurching even more to us. Me and Sam screamed at each lurch that came to us as we staggered back.
"Okay, okay! I'm sorry!" Sam exasperated in sorrow and fear. Suddenly the car's parts shifted right in front of my eyes. It transformed fully into another giant robot except the other one I remembered was blue from last night. This one is devil red.
Oh shit.
A/N: Whoo! I cannot believe it took me this long this week to update. I am dearly sorry but stress and schoolwork is on my tail-bone all at once. Adding on with that I'm watching Monsters Inc. while typing this up so I get distracted easily right now =). Anywho, I really do want a star as gift someday ;) haha, well...
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