Ok, chapta two. *grins* Time for school~! *pales* Oh Primus. DID I JUST SAY THAT?! *shudders*

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or it's merchandise.

Warning: Cussing, fights (since when is Transformers, Transformers without the fights?), depression (slightly), angst, hurt/comfort

Ps: Some of my Ocs from the 'Protector Chronicles' might show up!

"Speech"

"Cybertronian"

::Comm. Link::

/Sparkbond/

\Family bond\

(Me being the annoying Authoress that interrupts the story for some reason not connected to the plot of the story)

We arrived at school pretty quickly, though it was eternity to me. The only reason I was relieved we were at school was because I wanted to get away from Mikaela ASAP! I looked at her. "Mikki, I'm going to go find the boys, alright?" I said. Mikaela nodded like the idiot she is. I quickly left without looking like I was fleeing her. "Note to self: Mikaela is one of the first to be humiliated," I muttered sourly. I got weird stares as I walked confidently through the halls.

"Hey, Mar'!" an annoyingly familiar voice called out.

I turned to see Trent coming up. He sized me up and frowned. "Babe, what's with the getup? Ya ain't a geek," he cooed.

And quite frankly, I nearly vomited. What the hell did this version of me see in this guy?! Even for things that were unmentionable?! He wasn't cute. He wasn't hot. He just screamed 'I'm an asshole!' all over. And took make matters worse, he just took a bite of an apple. Yup. Asshole. I mentally sighed and inwardly shuddered at what I was about to do. "Trenny, Mother's being mean! She's making me wear these stupid things!" I whined. Oh Primus, I actually sounded the part! I hated myself. And 'Trenny'? Shesh. Who was this girl kidding? Uhg. And I'm her?! YEAH FUCKING RIGHT!

"Aww, don't worry babe. We can go to the store after the party and buy you a new dress, ok?" he offered.

"Ok~!" I chirped like the brat I was acting.

It made me wince inside. My heart was hurting. Primus, what was that smell? Oh no. His cologne. I nearly gaged at the smell. It took a lot for me to gag, but this was... I gave the excuse that I 'forgot my purse with Mikaela' and escaped. Throughout the day, I avoided Trent and his cronies.

I also avoided Mikaela.

It was just before the last period of the day and I was leaning against my locker, worn out. "Um... Excuse me?" a voice asked. It was familiar.

I turned around and, to my surprise, there was Samuel James Witwicky, in the flesh. I'd nearly forgotten about him! I refrained from looking him up and down, but ended up doing it anyways. Huh. He wasn't as dorky as he seemed in the movie... In fact, I estimated that he was at least in track or cross-country. He had an athletic build of a runner and was quite lean. I saw a few muscles under the sleeves of the long-sleeved shirt he was wearing. "Yes?" I replied.

"You're Mary Slayer right?" he asked, almost hesitantly.

I nodded. "Yeah. Why?" I replied.

"Well... You just... Don't seem..." he paused, obviously looking for the right word.

"Myself? Why do you think I'm avoiding Trent DeMarco and his cronies? Ugh... Must've been the damned biceps that made me go and pretty much whore myself out to them. Not worth it. I woke up with new eyes today and, uhg. Yeah. Nope, nope, nope!" I replied, throwing my hands in the air, exasperated. "The hell was wrong with me?"

Sam blinked before chuckling. "Indeed... We share robotics, right?" he asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"I was wondering if you'd walk there with me. You seemed a little lonely."

"You're not asking me out, are you?"

"I might have had that intentions about two years ago, but that's a crush I got over quickly," Sam replied.

I nodded. "Seems legit," I answered.

"Secret geek, I'm guessing?" he asked, noting my outfit.

"Yeah... Kinda lame, huh?" I answered a little sadly.

He frowned. "Were people giving you trouble?" he asked.

I sighed. "A little. It was mainly this girl, Angela. I swear she's going to rat me out to Mikaela. Not that I care really, Banes is a ditz. How was I her friend again?" I replied, chuckling a little.

We began walking and just plain chatting. As it turned out, I was flunking in robotics while Sam was ahead of the class. I bit my lip at that. Robotics wouldn't be my strong suit. I was terrified to go into the classroom. What was I to do?

Sam must have noticed, because we were stopped outside the classroom and his hand was on my shoulder. I was trying hard not to fangirl right now. I mean, Sam was sooo my type. That I could tell easily. "You ok?" he asked, his hazel eyes locking with my blue eyes.

"Uh... Yeah... *sighs* Ok, no. I need help. Can you tutor me in robotics?" I asked.

Sam laughed. "Of course!" he replied, grinning.

I smiled back timidly. I was a little shy around him. But that was fine by me. "Soo... When?" I asked.

"Hmm... How about... Um..." Sam's mind must have blanked.

I laughed. "Hey, I plan on humiliating and dumping Trent's gang at the Lake Party tonight. Why don't you come? We can go to your house for studying right after," I suggested.

Sam nodded in agreement. "You're on," he said.

I smiled. "It's a date, then," I said.

In robotics, I jotted down notes every chance I got. I was aware of DeMarco in my class as well, but I ignored his futile attempts to get my attention. I noticed that everyone kept glancing at me, and it made me inwardly smirk. I was loving all the looks. I knew that everyone was weary of me right now, besides my partner, Miles Lancaster. He was also glancing at me, checking over my notes and making sure I was paying attention. He seemed surprised, but pleased that I was paying attention. I'm guessing that he was used to trying to keep me from getting the two of us in trouble. But that was fine by me. I knew how it was to be overly cautious and having my guard up a lot.

"Miss Slayer, would you see me after class?" the teacher, Mr. Hosney, asked.

I blinked, wondering if I had dozed off or something. I mean, I don't think I had. "Um, sure..." I said, though I couldn't keep the confused worry out of my voice.

"You aren't in trouble, I just wish to speak to you."

I nodded. "Yes Sensei," I replied, accidentally letting my Japanese slip. Shit. I had everyone staring at me now.

"Since when do you know Japanese?!" asked a boy, looking excited. Wait... I looked the boy over quickly. WAS THAT JACKSON DARBY?! I blinked.

"Uh... Mom got me into a private class," I replied. It was a lie, I know, but I had to come up with something.

Angela was sneering at me. "Something's not right. What the hell's up with you, Mar'? You ain't no girl to be a geek!" she growled. "You're actin' like a goody-goody bitch!"

Mr. Hosney was about to scold her, but I held up my hand. I stood up. I looked Angela in the eyes and glared at her. "For once, I'm being who I am. Not who society wants me to be. Yes, I have a "pretty face", but I won't make a whore of myself because I can get any guy gullible enough. I am a respectable girl who loves Creepypasta, Yu-Gi-Oh, and other "geeky" things. And I'm proud of that fact. If you have a problem with it, go whine to your Boy Toys, brat," I sneered. "You all are just jealous glitch-brains who think that getting fragged will solve all your fraggin' problems!"

With that small speech, I sat down and smiled at Mr. Hosney, who was looking at me. Everyone's jaws had slammed the floor, and I saw Sam looking at me with an almost admiring look. I smirked in his direction and mouthed 'forget the lake'. He nodded, snickering. I returned attention to Mr. Hosney. "What were you saying about the engines of rockets, Mr. Hosney?" I asked politely. Humiliation done, time to finish this day. I smirked inwardly, I was proud of myself for the Cybertronian cuss words I used. Oh yeah, I loved this life. So far, anyways.

There's that chapter. *sighs* Sorry about how I pretty much abandoned my other stories... *winces* Ok, so, at first I was going to put this after the first movie, but I've decided that this will take place in the first movie. Basically, Mary replaces Mikaela. Weather or not I pair Mary up with someone has yet to be determined. Please review.