Here's chappy three~! :D Mary has to talk to Mr. Hosney and then Sam has to talk to Mary~! Yay!

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Warning: Cussing, fights (since when is Transformers, Transformers without the fights?), depression (slightly), angst, hurt/comfort, friendship, family, fantasy, Fanfiction, AU, Badass!Sam, Cool!Miles, Bitchy!Mikaela, will have characters from other Transformers stuff, like Transformers Prime

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

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Once class ended, I waited for everyone else to leave. I then got up and walked over to Mr. Hosney's desk. "You wanted to talk to me, Sensei?" I asked.

Mr. Hosney nodded, looking a bit impressed. "Ms. Slayer- I am amazed that you've turned your attitude around so dirastically! It's impressed me so much that you've decided to come out and be yourself that I decided that I will pass you with a C. Perhaps a B- if you're able to turn in your work in time this time with good effort," Mr. Hosney told me. He had a small smile on his face as mine lit up.

"Really?! OMR! Thankyou Mr. Hosney!" I shouted, "I won't let you down- I swear it!" I turned and quickly left the classroom, fast walking. I was so happy that I accidentally ran into someone. "Oof!" I fell to the floor and groaned.

"Oh! Mary! Sorry about that!" a voice said as a hand came into view.

I took it as I looked up. Sam. I had accidentally rammed into him. "Hehe... Yeah, sorry about that. I wasn't watching where I was going," I replied, embarrassed.

Sam chuckled. "It's alright Mary!" he told me, smiling. He pulled me up and I let out an 'eep' at the speed of it.

I blinked. "I didn't know you were that strong!" I exclaimed, shocked.

Sam smirked. "Well..." he drawled, "I do work with cars and other robotic stuff everyday. I work part-time at Bolivia's Used Cars."

I looked at him in admiration. "Wow, and I pretty much live off my parents," I said, amazed.

"Yeah, well, Cuz' is something else at times," a voice said with a little sarcasm. I turned my head to see Jackson Darby. He had this 'whatever' expression on his face before shaking his head. "Anyways, I'm Jack, Sam's cousin on his mother's side. Still not sure how Aunt Judy and Mom are twins, but oh well."

I smiled. "Well, I suppose you already know me..." I said sadly, looking down.

Jack was frowning, I could hear it in his voice. "Hey, don't be sad. The way you stood up to Angelina earned you good points in my book," he said.

I looked up quickly. "Really? After my reputation? Why are you guys so nice?" I asked, skeptical.

Sam grinned. "Because we can see how you've changed. It's in your posture, the look in your eyes, and the way you speak," Sam replied.

I smiled softly. "Thank you... And I mean it," I replied. I fished out my phone. "Hey, Mom? Yeah, it's me. I decided I'm not going to the lake. Yeah. Anyways, do you mind if I head over to Sam Witwicky's house? He's tutoring me. Uh-huh. Yeah. Thanks," I said before hanging up. I smiled at the two, who smiled back. "I can come," I told them.

"Great!" Jack said enthusiastically.

"First we have to stop somewhere. Dad's taking me and Jack to get our first car since we're old enough and responsible enough," Sam said, "In fact, since I have the day off, we're getting the cars from Mr. Bolivia's so that I can get them fixed up. Knowing Jack, he'll plead and beg for a motorcycle."

I laughed. "Ok, cool," I replied smiling. "You don't mind if I tag along?"

"Of course not!" Sam laughed. "Miles is coming, so why not you?"

I giggled at that. "Ok, great. What kind of car are you looking into, Sam?" I asked, already having a pretty good idea.

Sam thought about it. "Hmm... I keep seeing this awesome car in the lot. Next to a blue motorcycle is a wonderful yellow Chevrolet Camaro with black racing stripes," Sam replied. "It's from about 1997 or so, I believe."

I nodded. Definitely Bumblebee and Arcee, I thought. I followed the two and we talked and laughed. It was great. "Hey Jack, are you staying with Sam?" I asked.

Jack glanced at me. "Yeah. Just until the summer's over, though. Mom's back home with Dad. Mom sent me here when Dad came back, so they could "work things out"," he replied.

I nodded. That was understandable. "I see," I said, letting the topic drop. We walked out of the School in silence. I groaned when I notice an upset looking Mikaela and Trent approaching with their friends. I frowned and turned to them, folding my arms. "What?" I asked, already irritated.

"Mar-Mary, baby, c'mon..." Trent started off softly, "Ya' don't mean it. You're not a loser... They forced you into this, didn't they? Your parents, I mean!" He looked angrier and angrier by the minute.

I sighed. "Trenton Flange DeMarco, I am not your "baby" and I most definitely am not your "friend". I am a respectable young woman who wants to have a life and go to collage and make something of herself," I started off, "I've always been a "geek". A "loser". I was just a closet one. You should just quit while I'm calm." I turned and scanned the area, I saw Miles and grabbed Sam's and Jack's wrists, dragging them towards Miles. "If I had to spend one more second with those two..." I growled, letting my sentence hang.

Sam and Jack just laughed. "Yeah, we could see that," Sam said.

I stopped in front of Miles and suddenly felt really shy. So I looked at my feet. "... Hi..." I murmured.

"Hey. Great job in class. For not messing around and for actually not letting Angelina bully you," Miles complimented.

I looked up, surprised. "... I have no clue why you three are so kind and accepting, but I promise that I'll be a better person," I said after a moment of being silent.

Miles smiled at me. "Yeah, well, we can see when someone is sincerely a good person, Mary!" he replied, grinning. I smiled back, happy.

There was a honk. I looked over to see a green Austin Healey 1600 (tell me if I'm wrong) with Sam's father, Ronald Witwicky, sitting in it. He looked impatient. I sighed, "We should go..."

The other three nodded and we walked over. Sam explained why I was coming along to his dad and Ron nodded. "Get in, kids," he said grudgingly.

I sat in the back with Miles and Jack. Sam turned around and we talked and laughed.

We reached Bobby Bolivia's Used Cars fairly quickly. I got out with the other three and Sam stayed behind with his dad to talk to Mr. Bolivia. I walked off on my own to see just what kind of cars were sold here. I was pretty curious. That's when I noticed an old, broken down car that looked like it needed more than a few tune-ups. It overly looked abused. I didn't know why it caught my eye, but I was curious. I noticed how it just stuck out. After all, you don't find a white, red, green, and grey car like that just anywhere since I've only ever seen one in Transformers: Prime.

As I was admiring it, Miles came up behind me. "Hey Mary!" he called, making me turn around. I noticed that the place looked like the windows had been blown out from every car. How'd I miss that? At my confused look, Miles laughed. "Geez! You missed how Sam's new car acted up! Haha! Admiring a car yourself?" Miles said.

I nodded and turned back to the red, white, green, and grey car. Those were some of my favorite colors, to be honest. I wanted it, but I didn't know what my mom would say. "Why don't you call your parents and see if they'd let you get it," Sam suggested, coming up besides me. He whistled. "I forgot about this one. If you can get it," Sam said, looking at me, "then I'll fix it up for you. Free of charge."

I gasped and gapped at Sam. "R-really? Why?!" I exclaimed, shocked. My eyes were wide and probably looked hopeful.

Sam laughed and nodded. I paused. "... I'm starting to feel like a Mary Sue..." I said randomly.

That made Sam and Miles laugh. "You have too little faith in yourself, Mary," Jack said, walking up and shaking his head.

I smiled and dug out my phone. I called Mom. "Hey mom, I'm at this car lot with Sam and his cousin and friend. Can I get a car? Sam said he'd fix it free of charge if I could. Uh-huh. Yeah. I promise, Mom. Hmm... Do I have to? *sigh* Ok Mom. I'll ask," I said before hanging up. I sighed, a bit dejected. "I have to call Father..." I murmured sadly.

"Not on good terms?" Jack asked. I blinked. When did Jack get-? Ya know what. I don't want to know.

"No," I replied but dialed Father's number anyways. "... Hi Father. Yes, I'm being a good girl. Uh-huh. Oh, she did? Ok. You called the school? Oh... Yeah. No, Father. I promise. Ok. Yeah. Thank you," I said hanging up. I sighed in relief before squealing. "I can get the car! Sweet! I always wanted to drive!" I yelled happily.

The others laughed at my antics and I giggled. I went to Bolivia and bought the car. Apparently, it was on sale because no one ever wanted the "Car of Doom". I didn't really care though. I went back to it and got in with the keys. I put the keys in the ignition and started it up. I followed Sam and his dad back to their house in it. It ran pretty smoothly for being so beat up. It only spluttered every now and again, like it had to keep reminding itself it was an old car. I giggled at the thought and shook my head. "Hehe. Yeah. You may be an old car, but that doesn't stop you, does it?" I asked aloud, not really caring that it made me look crazy.

Once back at Sam's house, I smiled and parked. Just before I got out, though, I noticed something partially hidden by something on the horn of the steering wheel. Gently, I whipped my thumb over it to see a familiar mark. But I was too happy that I actually had a car to really think on it and got out, smiling happily, taking the keys with me and locking the car. So far, I was pretty happy.

Ok... Sorry if my OC seemed Mary Sue-ish. It just came out that way. She's not supposed to be a Mary Sue. She supposed to be just another girl. *sighs* I'm really sorry if she does seem like a Mary Sue. Anyways, did you all like the chapter? I truly hope you did!