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It's been a couple of weeks of studying. I don't know how I got the economics major, but it was miraculously interesting. This may be just the thing for me. I'd get a real, well-paying job and earn money in the future. Something that's guaranteed.
But, that wasn't the only thing happening. The 'Bots decided to pay us a visit. Ratchet went to check the 'hygiene' in the dorm, Optimus was being informed and all by Ron, Bee and the older twins were chatting and laughing. The female bots didn't come, but Jazz did.
And guess what? He came as the silver Porsche 911 Turbo S. Yup, Simmons's Porsche.
And his holoform was a man in his thirties. Very stylishly dressed and great manners. He wore sunglasses all the time. I told him he looked like Pitbull, but he gave me a confused look.
"I said you look like Pitbull. He never takes off his sunglasses, even if it's the middle of the night." I said.
"Well, lil' lady, I happen to like ma sunglasses." He plopped down on the couch next to me as he slung his arm around the couch, not exactly around my shoulders. The 'Bots were in the same room. Amanda was out somewhere. All their alt modes were parked in front of our dorm.
So what do we have I the parking lot? Roadbuster picked out an Audi RS5 for his alt mode, in hunter green with the number 88 on it and a whole bunch of stickers, just like Topspin. The navy blue BMW M3 was parked right next to him. In a special corner, the Corvette, Lambo, Porsche and Camaro rested, and in another corner, the S&R ambulance, monster Topkick and tuned Peterbilt were parked.
"I like them, too. They look good on you." I said, putting one leg on his lap. This wasn't the first time he came here. And he was incredibly easy to talk to and laugh with.
"That's 'cuz I know how to wear them." He grinned a sexy, white teeth grin at me. I laughed at him. The schmoozer.
"Jazz." A gruff voice said as Jazz and I looked behind the couch, only to see Ron glaring at him. I fliched, even though the glare wasn't intended to me.
Jazz quickly got my leg off his lap and stood up, putting his arms up in defense. "No worries, Hide, I wasn't doin' nothin' with your charge."
"If you weren't doing nothing, that means you were doing something." he glared more.
"Geez, Hide, what's gotten into ya? She's just your charge and I ain't no 'Con. Chill man." He went around the couch and patted Ron on the shoulder. He went to talk with Prime. The same moment, Ratchet came out of the bathroom.
"I demand that the bathroom never be used again." He stated. Nicole and Bumblebee emerged from somewhere and sat next to me, so that I was in the centre of the couch, in between them.
"Why?" I asked. "It's the only bathroom we have."
"The conditions aren't tolerable." He replied, slowly walking over to Prime and the others.
"They look pretty tolerable to us." I said as I tried to peek into the bathroom. We kept it clean and all, though I think we never used antibacterial chemistry products.
"Well, they are not tolerable and I demand you use some chemistry product and get rid of it if you don't want an unknown disease to enter into your system."
Did he have to say so many things?
"Ignore him. He's old." Bee said. Suddenly, the white lab coat Ratchet was wearing stood right in front of Bee, towering over him, causing him to jump a bit back.
"Old?! Why you smart-sterned little…" Before he could do anything, Jazz grabbed his arm and pulled him gently back. Ratchet used his other arm and threatened with his index finger, batting it at him. "Just wait until you're in my medical bay again! I'm just as good with disabling vocal processors as I am with fixing them!" everybody was looking at him and the others came closer to the couch.
"It's okay, Doc Bot, ya proved ya point. Calm down, Doc." Jazz soothed. Ratchet turned to him.
"Do not call me that. My designation is Ratchet and only Ratchet." He now glared at Ron. "Not Hatchet." He said with hate. I looked to Ron, who casually gave him the eyebrow in a challenging matter, clearly saying his words had no effect on him.
"Calm down, old friend." Optimus put a hand on his medical officer.
"Sorry Optimus." Ratchet said.
I whispered to Bee. "Is he sensitive about his age?" he shook his head and whispered into my ear.
"No, but Sunstreaker and Sideswipe like to fool around with him considering his age. Every time someone says he's old, he goes berserk." I laughed. He now said, casually, "Oh, that's nothing. You should see him at the base. It's way worse."
"What do you mean?" I tried to calm down my laughter.
He whispered back into my ear. "He likes to throw wrenches at 'Bots."
"Ironhide told me something about that."
"It's not comfortable." He said, scratching the back of his head.
"He actually hit you…? With a wrench?" he nodded in response. "Well, that's one crazy medic you got." I noted.
The radio turned on a good song, well, all songs are good considering Jazz is in the house.
Suddenly the doorknob turned and the door slowly opened. The 'Bots' holoforms snapped to the door as silence struck the dorm. Amanda got in, with Josh hand in hand.
When she looked up, she didn't expect to see nine strange people in the dorm. With the music and all, it looked like we had a party in here.
"Hey Amanda. These are Bee's and Ron's and… Sean's friends." I said. I surely hoped she'd buy it.
"Oh. Hi." She said, trying to hide her shock. "Well, this is Josh, my boyfriend." She smiled. "I was wondering whose cars were that. Josh went haywire when he saw the Corvette and Lamborighini. And the yellow car. And Porsche. And that big red and blue truck." She grinned.
"A-Are those your cars?" He asked all the people here. They nodded.
"Sean and his twin brother have the Corvette and Lamborghini, right?" She said, tugging him along to meet 'Sean' and his twin.
"I'm Josh. Wow. You drive these babies? I bet they must have cost a fortune. And who drives the Porsche? And that Camaro has awesome color choice." He beamed. He wasn't at all nervous, he was already jumping into action.
"Da Porsch' would be mine." Jazz appeared, grinning that charming grin of his.
"Wow… that's so cool." Josh gasped.
"I have the Camaro." Bee came in.
"How did you get those cars? They must cost a lot." Josh continued as Amanda went to sit on the couch, where Bee sat.
"Say, boy, do you go to college?" Jazz said, putting his elbow on Bee's shoulder and leaning on it. They were about the same height.
"Yeah." He nodded.
"Well, then I got only one thing to say to ya. Only hard work'll get ya to achieve your dream. Nothin' else. You study hard. You'll have a Porsch' or any otha car ya want. Remember this." Jazz said seriously.
"Thank you…?"
"Jazz."
"Thank you Jazz." It must've been weird for him to say that.
"Are we goin' back to da base or wat?" an Irish voice said. I looked to the source of the voice, only to find Roadbuster's holoform crossing his arms. He had a hunter green T-shirt and military khaki jeans or something. Other than that, he had black military boots and that Irish accent of his.
"Well, he's in a hurry." Sunstreaker commented. Suddenly he started walking towards me and stopped in front of me. "You know, femme, I've been in your quarters." I gave him the eyebrow, as I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about. "In your room."
"Oh. What were you doing there?"
"Anyway, I saw what you did." I sat up as he took a step back. He totally ignored my question.
"Did what?" I crossed my arms as he crossed his a second later.
"Your art."
"Oh." I blushed and looked away. "What of it?" I turned back to him.
"Well, my personal opinion is, that it looked really good." My mouth formed a grin and eyes widened. "For a human." He added. I calmed myself quickly, even though I wanted to jump at him and hug him.
"Thanks Sunstreaker. It means a lot. And what do you know about art?" I tilted my head to the side slightly.
"Me?" he snorted, "I was, and still am, the best artist that ever lived on Cybertron." He proudly said, straightening his back to look taller and prouder.
"Really? Did you draw?"
"I painted. I didn't know humans could do the same." He said. "But of course, not better than me."
"Never." I smiled as his egoistical side clearly showed. "You are the best after all." I added, only to feed his ego. He nodded in approval.
"Autobots," Optimus said, but quickly glanced to Josh and Amanda, who were deeply talking in another corner of the room. "Get into your vehicles. A plane is awaiting us back at base." The Autobot holoforms nodded and started to exit the room. I opened the door for them as one by one left.
Roadbuster didn't even take notice of me, and Topspin waved at me, just by pulling his hand up. Ratchet got out, but giving me a goodbye nod, because he's just that polite. Sunstreaker actually crooked a ghost of a smile at me. Well, considering we're both artists means we have something in common and a topic to talk about.
Sides hugged me, because he's the happy twin, and Jazz patted my arm and gave me a grin as he also got out of the room. The people got into their vehicles as the mighty Vette, Lambo and Porsche engines roared in a competitive matter. The tuned truck and S&R vehicle rolled out first, followed by the sporty trio and the stickered RS5 and M3.
Leaving only the muscle Camaro and scary Topkick in the parking lot.
But that was all a couple of weeks ago.
During that time, Nicole was forcing us into going to a party with her. Boy, was she stubborn. Amanda didn't know of her powers, she didn't know about the 'Bots or 'Cons, which meant that Nicole and I did a great job at keeping the transformers a secret.
So, Nicole finally managed to convince me and Amanda to go to a party in another dorm. We were supposed to go without our guardians, but they didn't really like the idea.
"You are not going to that fragged up room full of hormonal kids. It could be dangerous." Ron said, as I recalled an event.
"Yeah, the males of the population don't know how to treat ladies." Bee covered him.
"Bee, who's side are you on, anyway? I already told Nicole that I'm going and Amada's coming, too."
"Doesn't matter. You could get hurt and neither I nor Bumblebee would be there." He stubbornly said.
"Look, Ron, I'm not a kid. I can take care of myself and if I want to go, I will go." I retorted. "Besides, what could happen?" I smirked.
"Mel, come on! We gotta get ready!" Nicole called for me.
Two hours later…
"Well, we look fabulous." I said, taking my small black purse with me. I was wearing a short, black, tight dress that I bought in Greece. Nicole and Amanda were wearing pink and blue short dresses. They had matching heels and purses. The three of us were ready and all we needed was a Lamborghini to escort us, but we knew we weren't getting anything shinier than a glossy Camaro.
So we managed to get out of the bathroom, and we had our make-up done and everything. Ron and Bee were talking on the couch and when the sound of heels tapping on the floor made their heads turn.
When they did, their eyes widened, well, Bee's did. Ron stood up first and Bee followed suit. We approached them and all three of us shyly smiled. Amanda off to the door or something as Bee hugged Nicole lovingly. I smiled at them, but then Ron caught my attention.
"You look nice." He said, putting his hands in his pockets. "Better than nice. You look um… very…" I've never seen him this insecure. He sighed, and crooked a smile at me. "Beautiful." I grinned and nodded at him with an added blink.
"Thanks." I said, smiling.
"Let's go. The party's already started." Nicole said, letting go of Bee's hand. "It's a couple of houses away, so you two just stay here or something."
Ron turned into his old self quickly. "Unacceptable. We will escort you to the designated house and return you safely."
"We'll be fine on our own. We're grown-ups now. Don't worry." I winked at him, but he immediately dismissed it.
"I'll be driving you there. Unless you want Bumblebee, he could do it as well." He crossed his arms.
"No, we don't want you or Bee or anyone else, we are leaving right now." Nicole said, taking my hand and leading straight for the door.
Fifteen minutes later…
"This is the house." Nicole said, taking the lead and going up the stairs. We quickly heard an engine rev behind is. We turned around, only to see the aggressive front of a Camaro. Nicole groaned as she got back down the stairs. Bee's holoform exited the car. "Bee, I told you not to come."
"I didn't have a choice." He brought his hands up defensively.
"You did!" she batted a finger at him.
"No, I didn't. Ironhide would kill me if I didn't come and Sam's here, too."
"What?!" She shrieked. "My pathetic excuse for a twin is here? How?"
"Well… maybe it's not my story to tell. If you find him in there, you should go and ask him." He shrugged.
"Are you going in?"
"Only if you want me to." He brought a hand up to caress her cheek.
"No. Stay here. And be quiet. No need to repeat the last time we were at a party."
"I know. I know. But that overweight teenager knew better than to treat you in that way." (AN: see my story ABOAC and it's ROTF-wise, 'why don't I park my foot in your ass' scene, I've written that, so you have it in the story if you need more hints.)
"Um, guys?" I interrupted. "Are we going or not?" I shook my head expectantly. Nicole pecked Bee's hand and walked back up the stairs. The double door was wide open as anyone could go in and out.
"Are you ready to party!" the speakers blasted. "Here we go!"
"Come on!" Nicole grabbed Amanda and my hands as she led us straight into the horde of people.
The place was swarmed with people. Perfume and alcohol was in the air, the podium was half full with girls dancing, so we knew exactly where to go. Nicole pulled us through the crowd of students and straight onto the podium.
The music was pounding in my chest, the colorful lights flashing on my dress. The atmosphere was definitely something I would like. Something anybody would like.
At first the three of us were stiff, but Nicole looked around.
"Imma get us something to drink! What do you want!" She yelled.
"I don't drink!" I yelled back, even though she was right next to me.
"Not alcohol dummy! There's this pink juice they're serving, want some!" she asked again.
"Uh…" Meh, what the heck, it's my first party as a sophomore. "Yes!" I yelled.
"Me too!" Amanda yelled back. The song changed to another party one. Nicole grinned and nodded as she disappeared into the crowd down the podium.
"Watch out! You might get what you're after!"
Amanda and I started dancing. We weren't blasting it off, like the only man that was on the podium, he was doing a rather awkward dance. I yelled into Amanda's hear, because she couldn't possibly hear me. "That guy just doesn't know how to dance!"
"Yeah! He's embarrassing himself!" she giggled.
"I'm just an or-di-na-ry guy!"
Eventually, Nicole came back with the pink juice. I took a sip of it. It was odd. It was like… bittersweet or something. But I liked it. The three of us moved to the far corners of the room, where the music was quieter and there weren't many people.
"I'm gonna go deaf." I said as I took a seat in the corner. I rubbed my hand in my ear.
"Me too. What time is it?" Amanda asked, taking her purse in her hand.
"No time! We gotta have some fun! Drink up girls, we're going out there!" Nicole said, shutting Amanda's purse and pulling us up from our seats. We gulped up the juice as she grabbed our hands and went straight for the podium.
"Gotta have them apple bottom jeans-jeans…"
"Melissa! This is our song!" I nodded as we immediately busted the moves we busted out on the highway. The podium wasn't filled with that much girls, but there were maybe about eight of us now.
We heard 'woo's from the boys as we moved our legs to the beat. Suddenly, the 'bending over to the public' part came, which I certainly didn't want to do, but Nicole had no trouble doing it. The men 'woo'ed more and wolf whistled. She surprised me with her doing. I hadn't really expected her to do it, but then I somehow did. I'll ponder on this later.
Flashing white lights turned on, illuminating her pink dress and Amanda's blue one. My dull black didn't have any kind of fluorescent color on it, so it just stayed black.
A guy with curly black hair approached me, all grinning. I took caution as I glanced at him as he seemed to think over something.
The music was silent, the DJ was picking out a song.
"Hey, beautiful, where were you hiding all my life?" He seductively said as my brows joined in confusion.
"What?" I said. "Who are you?" I tilted my head to the side.
"I'm Leonardo Ponza de Leon Spitz." He charmingly said.
"No, really." He blinked. "Oh."
"You can call me Leo."
"I think I just will. What year are you?" I went away and sat on a chair, as he sat conversely to me.
"Sophomore."
"Cool. Me too."
"I see you've met Leo. Hey Leo." Nicole came out of nowhere, putting her hands on my shoulders. He lifted his hand up in greeting. "And Leo? Don't try anything stupid. Her boyfriend is way worse than a pissed off Bee." She said as a word of caution for him. I didn't understand, but didn't show much interest in wanting to understand it either.
Oh, so this is the Leo that had that alien site. Cool.
"Imma go dance." I stood up, going into Leo's direction. "See you, Leo." I patted his shoulder as I walked past him. I heard him die and go to heaven. Really. That's how loud his gasp was.
I danced, swayed, accidently bumped into people and got more juice. I certainly hoped there wasn't any alcohol in it, but knowing this is a party and the fact that I've never drank 'pink juice' before, there might as well have been some alcohol.
I didn't drink that much, but I could almost feel something strange happening to me. The sounds were slightly muffled, but I could hear everything clearly, I seemed to laugh a bit more and everything just became a bit more… fun.
"Nicole, are you sure there wasn't any alcohol in this juice? I'm feeling something weird." I said, putting a hand to my stomach. Was I hungry?
"You feel weird? I had uh… er… FIVE! Yeah, five o'these er, what were they called, JUICE! Yah, juice… Hey, I'm tired." Amanda yawned. She was tipsy. Or drunk. Something in between the two.
"Nicole? Let's get her home, she's done for the night." I giggled mid-sentence as I told Nicole and she nodded, though she had a bit too much to drink herself. What was she thinking? Dragging me into this so I could take care of two tipsy girls? Just my luck…
Amanda laughed like a maniac, giving me chills.
Nicole mumbled something as she was leaning heavily on me. If it wasn't hard enough holding Amanda, now I had to hold Nicole so she wouldn't fall. Why was I the only sane person here? Suddenly, a voice came from my right.
"Melissa?" it said. I looked to my right, only to see Sam with that Carly girl. "What are you doing here? This is Carly, we've met her in Greece."
"Hey guys. Sam, please call Bee or Hide or someone, I can't get them outside on my own." I pleaded.
"Carly, would you excuse me for a second, I gotta help my friend." He grinned at her charmingly as she nodded with a smile and went off somewhere in the crowd.
Sam scooped his sister up, bridal style. All that summer working out was paying off. We pushed our way to the exit as I was pulling Amanda's hand.
We exited the dorm, only to find a shiny Camaro and glossy Topkick sitting in the driveway, one in front of the other. The two men immediately exited the cars and walked over, though Bee, at the sight of his beloved, ran to Sam. "What happened to her?" He asked, putting a hand to Nicole's face with a worried look on his face.
"I think she had a bit too much to drink. Thanks for covering me, man." He said. That was some conversation between them that I was not interested in hearing right now.
"Give her to me." Bumblebee said as he took Nicole from Sam's arms. "About the covering? You're welcome. You know I'm always here if you need a wingman." He smiled and scurried over to his alt mode and made Nicole comfortable as she made drunken noises in the car.
"Let me help her." Ron came to my side. Amanda, clearly drunk, and I felt horrible that I didn't prevent her from getting drunk, she bumped into Ron.
"What?" I said, as my ears were deaf.
"I said, let me help her." He patiently repeated.
She grinned at him. "Heeey, I know youuu…" She said. Ron cast me a look as I just shook my head. "You're Melissa's boyfrienddddd…"
"Er, yes. Yes, I am." He said, a bit confused. "Let me help you." He said, trying to get her to his alt mode, but Amanda couldn't even walk. She stumbled and bumped into him again.
"I has a boyfriend, too, ya knoooow!" She said, laughing hysterically. Yup, she was definitely drunk.
"I am aware of that." He said, slowly walking with her to his alt form. She had to grip his hand and arm for balance, even though she didn't have balance to begin with.
"Why you so stroooong?" she dumbly asked. I was starting to get worried.
"Ron, sum it up quick. She's going to do something stupid." I warned. But laughed at the end. He nodded as he quickly scooped her up into bridal style and the back of the cab automatically opened. He put her in and closed the door.
"Well, that went well." He said sarcastically. "I told you not to go." He crossed his arms in front of me.
"Oh, shut up." I said, smiling at him. "I've met some people. And it was great."
"Getting your best friends on high grade is great? Primus frag me." He said.
"What's a high grade?" I asked, and yawned.
"What you humans would call alcoholic drinks."
"We weren't having alcohol!" I retorted. He ignored me.
"You're done for the day. It's around three in the morning by human standards and you have that degrading class tomorrow." He said, slowly walking to his alt mode.
"Yah, thanks for the update. Not like I didn't know that already." I yawned again. "Oh, I'm done. Just take me home."
"Gladly." He said as he opened the door for me. I got in and waited for his holoform to come in as well.
The engine turned on as I looked out the window. There wasn't much to see, but there was something that caught my eye and made my heart quicken. I squinted just to make sure it was him. What the hell was he doing here? How'd he even get to college? Second year? Same college?
I can't meet him. I can't bear to see him. My heart thumped in my chest. I shook my head in a negative matter.
"Something the matter?" Ron said as he slowly rolled out, but Bumblebee stayed behind to get Sam to his dorm later on.
I shook my head. He doesn't have to know about him. He'll kill him the moment he sees him. Hell, I'll kill him if my eyes weren't playing tricks on me.
I prayed to God that I wouldn't see him.
Who you might ask, I didn't want to see?
Dean.
Mwahaha, life just sucks doesn't it?
I'm going to have a couple of twists and turns in the story, just to make it interesting. There's going to be… hell, I'm going to give spoilers if I don't shut up, so that's what I'll do. Just shut up.
Regarding this story. Anyways, regarding another story I plan on writing, I think I'm going to do a Sunny/OC pairing, and eventually a Sunny/OC/Sides story. I haven't got the whole story done, but it's supposed to be featuring the Academy and an accident. And a game. But who knows. The genre could be Romance/Humor. This should have you interested. XD
AAND! *Drum roll* ba-dum-ding!
I'm going to rewrite ABOAC. I started reading it again. I've improved loads! :D So, I'm going to use that improvement and rewrite it.
I got the first chapter done, I need to finish this story first. And I don't plan on finishing it any time soon. ;)