Cliffjumper's POV;
We arrived at Carly's house ten minutes after 10:00pm. I walked her up to the door. She looked up at me, a little curious. Almost expectant.
I leaned down my face only inches from hers, when the door suddenly opened with Lyra standing unimpressed at the door.
I froze still at the same distance away from Carly.
"Thanks for the fun evening." I said straitening up.
"Yeah, thanks." She mumbled, her face a deep shade of red.
Half way down the walk to the my alt form, I turned to look back at Carly. Lyra retreated back inside and Carly stood there, indecision apparent on her face.
But suddenly she raced towards me, pulling my head down, a kissed me. Her eyes were closed tightly, and her face was even more red.
For a few moments I was too stunned to do anything. Once I finally possessed the situation, Carly was already back as the door. Giving me a big grin and closed the door behind her.
Carly's POV;
"Wow, Carls, you've got Cliff wrapped around your little figure." Lyra laughed. But instead of looking happy and teasing, she looked tired and worn down.
"What's wrong?" I asked studying her face.
"Nothing. At least there won't be unless you tell me what happened on you date." Lyra's worried expression was hidden under a teasing fun loving one.
"Okay, so it started off with…"
Cliffjumper's POV;
"Cliffjumper and Carly sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G." Bulkhead and Arcee chanted as Bee laughed beside them. At least they had the sense to shut up when Optimus walked into the room.
He looked us over, before turning to Rachet. Rachet mumbled something, Optimus only nodded as the two of them walked back out of the room.
"So Cliff, what's it like hanging out with an organic?" Bulk asked.
"It's too different from hanging out with you guys, except, she can't hurt me." I smirked, looking over at Arcee, who looked proud of herself.
Bee quickly chirped the question, 'When are we going to meet her?'
"Well, technically you met her last year Bee. When Lyra graduated.
He quickly whirled that that didn't count.
"You guys can meet her after the funeral."
"When's the funeral?" Arcee asked. I just shrugged. "Somebody get this bot the 'Boyfriend of the Month Award.'" She mocked.
"Hey, I spend all our time together trying to get her to forget about her dad."
"Did it work." Bulkhead asked.
"What do you think?" I smirked. "No one can resist the Cliffjumper charm."
"Sure they can't." Arcee said rolling her optics.
"Do you want to hear what happened on the date or what?" I asked.
Carly's POV;
"He sounds like quite the charmer." Lyra smirked, placing another spoonful of ice cream in her mouth.
"It was a pretty good date I think."
"Of course it did. You only other date was in the middle of the night."
"That didn't count as a date!" I snapped.
"Sure it didn't."
This time I used my spoon as a catapult to hit her with some melted ice cream.
She started at my open mouthed as it slid down her hair face, and shirt.
"You are so asking for it you little punk!" she yelled getting to her feet.
Like a shot I was racing through the house, throwing crap behind me to slow Lyra down, it didn't work.
"I'M SORRY! SORRY! SORRY! SORRY!" I yelped as she tackled to the ground.
"Oh, now you're sorry." She smirked.
"Please tell me you're not about to do what I think you're going to do." I yelled, struggling to get out from under her. She gapped my bowl of melted ice cream from the table and started typing it dangerously over my head. "Why do you get to through ice cream at me, but I'm not allowed to do that to you?"
"Because I'm older."
"I need a better reason."
"Because I'm awesome."
"Please! LYRA NOOOOOO!" I yelled dramatically trying to free my arms from under her knees. But it splattered all over my head.
20 minutes later;
I sat at the table in clean close, drying my hair after cleaning the ice cream off the floor. Lyra was currently in the shower getting cleaned up herself.
She was going to be staying the night this time. So that I wouldn't try skip school again tomorrow. I wasn't planning on it, but I was grateful that she was staying.
A few minutes later she can walking down the stairs with her hair almost dry and in her pj's.
"It's eleven, you should really go to bed now."
"Yeah, yeah. Night Lyra."
"Love you Carls."
"Love you too." I gave Lyra a quick hug before retreating up the stairs and falling asleep faster than usual.
At 7:00 pm the next morning my human alarm clock came jumping on my bed.
"GOOD MORNING CARLY!" she laughing jumping back and forth from one side of the bed to the other.
"How do you have so much energy so early?" I asked, truing away from her.
"It's time to get ready for school!" she said, ignoring my questing and pulling the drapes open to let the sunshine in.
"Go away." I mumbled throwing my pillow at her.
"WAKIE, WAKIE!" she yelled, ripping off my blanket.
"LYRA!" I snarled, jumping out of bed.
"IT'S ALIVE! IT'S ALIVE!" she cried, letting out a crazy cackle.
"What did you have for breakfast?" I demanded.
"I haven't eaten yet."
"Go eat, I'll come down and eat when I'm done."
"Okay, but put these on." she said tossing me some clothes, that I miraculously caught.
Around ten minutes late I was walking down the stairs in shorts that I was more comfortable in. They came a little above my knee, and where a really comfy material. She also picked out a regular, teal coloured, tank top.
"You look so cute!" Lyra said, waiting at the table with bowls of Captin' Crunch waiting for me.
"What do you have planned for today?" I asked, taking my seat beside her.
"Oh not too much. I think I'm just going to hang out with some old friends. Maybe work on my tan. Why, do you need anything? Want me to set anything up for the funeral?"
"No. No thanks. I need to do that on my own, for closure, you understand."
"I do. That's why I know that you can't do this on your own, even if it is for closure. You need someone to lean on through this. Just let me help you."
"Okay." I said quietly. I was actually thankful Lyra pushed it like she did. I wanted her help. But I didn't want to admit it.
A few minutes later I was walking out the door, ready to face the kids at school. Or at least I hoped I was.
"I'll pick you up after school, 'Kay?" Lyra called after me.
"Yeah, thanks."
I went to a rather big school. Or at least big in my standards. It was two stories talk with over 20 different room. We don't use at least five of the rooms ever. I don't even know what they're for. I don't think the teachers even know.
It was a nice place. With lists of trees. Even a small playground. We complained when we first got it, even thought we were all really excited about it. I guess none of us have out ground playgrounds. I guess I shouldn't speak for everyone. I at least know that I haven't.
I met up with Sasha a few feet from the door. She gave me a quick hug and quick once over.
"How are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm fine. I mean, it's hard definitely. But I have a good support group at home. It's really made all the difference." she nodded sympathetically.
"I know you probably don't want to think about this yet, but you also don't want to fall to far behind..."
she trailed off for a moment. "I have your homework for you. But I left it in my locker."
"Thanks. Is it okay of I get it at the end of the day?"
"Uh, I'm leaving at half day, but sure. I don't see why not." she pulled out her not book and scribbled her locker combo an ripped out the page. "Here you go. Oh, and it's locker 109!"
"Thanks. I owe you one."
"You owe me nothing. I know you would do the same for me. But, if you wanted to do something..." she trailed off, giving me a mischievous smile.
"What?"
"You're friend with that Lyra girl right?"
"Yeah?"
"Could you get me her number or introduce me to her, something? She is really hot!"
"I don't know if she swings that way. But I could talk to her."
"Thanks! Oh! We should probably be heading to class now." Sasha said, hurrying into the school quickly, not bothering to wait for me.
I laughed to myself, shaking my head slightly.
"Hey look, there's a new boy at our school!" a familiar female voice called out. I cringed at the sound. My heart beat quickening. I froze, bracing myself. Praying that I was wrong. That they weren't directing that too me.
"A rather ugly boy." another girl laughed.
"Oh wait, it's just the orphan girl." Matt Adams said, walking in front of me, blocking my path to freedom. I would have been too scared to run anyways. I've tried that before.
I winced at the memory.
"What's the matter? Upset you lost your daddy? Did you cry?" the first girl smirked, Mirada Collin's. I know this will sound like a cliché, but she really was head of the cheerleaders. For some reason they singled me out a long time ago. But I never told anyone. Not even Lyra knew. At least, I never told her.
"Now your all alone, like a loner." Miranda's second in command, Linda Jones, laughed. The other two just gave her a quick glance, before returning their attention to me.
"I think you have something for me." Matt said, holding out his hand.
"Can't you cut me a break? I have no money, and my dad just died!" snapped pushing his hand away.
"So? He was a weakling like you."
"My father was a great man! And you are worthless scum" I snarled.
"My, my. What manners." Miranda smirked, giving me a fake sigh.
"We should show her what happens when someone disrespects us." Matt agreed.
I backed up quickly, throwing my hands up in surrender. But I backed up to quickly, almost falling backwards down the steps. Matt quickly grabbed my wrist, pulling me close so that my face was a mer few inches from his.
My breath quickly became shallow. My throat constricting with fear. I tried to pull away, but he scooped my up over his shoulder. I wasn't at all like the way Cliff had picked me up, he meant no harm. Matt did.
"Linda, open your locker for me." Matt ordered following Linda to her locker. It was close to the main door. Luck for them, unlucky for me.
Before I knew it I was shoved into the locker, left in the darkness. Nothing to do, no way out, and to make matters worse, I left Lyra's spare cell on the kitchen table.
I wanted to cry. The lights from the outside world fell on my eyes, making it difficult to see out. Difficult, but not impossible.
I wish I could say this was the first time I had ever been shoved into a locker, but that wasn't true. It had happened many times.
The day passed slowly, minutes feels like hours, hours feeling like an days. The whole six hour school day felt like an eternity.
But I still had to wait for a half hour after it was over. I began to panic. They meant to leave me in hear all night. If not more. When all the kids began to clear out I began to bang on the door of the locker franticly.
"Carly! Carly! Where are you Carl's?" a familiar female's voice echoed through the hall.
"LYRA! LYRA! GET ME OUT OF HERE! PLEASE!" I screeched at the top of my lungs.
"Hey Carly. Don't worry. I have a friend to turn you lose." she said with a sober voice.
I heard the lock turning and the door swung open. I tumbled out of the locker, landing Lyra's open arms. With her were Matt, who now had a black eye, and broken nose that was bleeding. Along with Miranda and Linda.
"I heard these two kids laughing about something that I don't think was so funny. So I took cars of it and came to find you. Come on. We're going home." Lyra said, she grasped my wrist and lead me out of the school into her car. She slammed her car door shut and and twisted the key in the ignition, letting the car purr to life.
"You better give me something for us to do so that I can get ride of this craving I have to drive those dragging glitches over." she grumbled, practically shacking in her seat.
"Thanks." I whispered.
"An activity, now." she snapped.
"We could go the park and truths frozen yogurt."
"Sounds good. Oh and one more thing."
"What?"
"Your aren't allowed to go back to school until three days at least after the funeral, deal?"
Even though it seemed like she was giving me an option, she really wasn't. But I didn't mind.
"Deal."
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