A/N: I know this may be a little too quick, but I'm not really good with personalities. So if I get their personalities wrong, please help me out. Also, the humans in this story (minus the Witwickys, Mikaela, Lennoxs, and Epps) will be portrayed as real afts, thus the title. I own nothing but my OC's.

Thoughts

Radio

Anna's POV:

I opened my eyes when the glow faded and looked around. I was in Tranquility High's parking lot. I walked around, and suddenly spotted Ron's car. I took a deep breath, and walked over to it. Ron was leaning against the side of the car waiting for Sam.

"Um, hello. My name's Anna. I was wondering if you could tell me where the nearest library is." Ron looked over to me and smiled. "You new in town?" he asked. I managed to look sheepish," Not really, I used to visit here when I was little, but that was a long time ago and my memory isn't as good as it used to be." It wasn't a total lie. I did visit the town in the movies. I just don't like to lie, half -truths I can do. "Well, I'm taking my son to buy his first car. On the way we pass by the library, we could drop you off" he offered. "Thank you, I would appreciate it. So, what's your son's name" I asked. "Sam, and I'm waiting for him to get out of class." I nodded. "Umm…..would you like me to help you guys look for a car? I don't own one, but my mother used to be a mechanic. I could tell you if the price is worth it for the vehicle." I offered.

I knew he'd say yes, because Ron was always looking for a way to save money. "Sure, if you want to." he said. Just then, Sam came running up to us screaming about A's and waving a piece of paper around. He came up to Ron, apparently not noticing me, and shoved the paper in Ron's face. "A-minus. It's an A, though." He said. "Wait, wait. I can't see it." Ron took the paper out of Sam's hand and inspected it. "It's an A" he announced. "So I'm good?" Sam asked. "Your good" his father replied.

"Yes!" Sam shouted, fist pumping the air. "Oh and Sam, there somebody who offered to help you choose your car." Ron said. "Really who?" Sam turned around and saw me. "Who are you?" he asked. "I'm Anna, we just moved in. I heard you were buying a car so thought I'd help. I know a lot about cars" I said. It was kind of true. Back in my dimension, I could change the oil, rotate tires, and wash cars to earn money. I know that that is FAR from being an expert, but a white lie never hurt anybody. Besides, I just needed to make sure Sam bought Bumblebee.

"Cool, my name's Sam. Sam Witwicky" he said. I got in the back seat and nodded. We fell silent as Ron pulled out of the parking lot and onto the main road. Eventually the silence was broken by Ron. "I've a little Surprise for you son." Ron said, pulling into a Porsche dealership. "No. No, no, no, no! Dad! Oh, you got to be kidding me." Sam was practically squealing in excitement. Ron just laughed, "Yeah I am. You aren't getting a Porsche for your first car."

Sam looked like a kicked puppy as we pulled out of the dealership. "You think that's funny?" Sam asked. "Yeah I think it's funny." Ron laughed. "What is wrong with you?" Sam asked angrily. "You think I'd get you a Porsche? For your first car?" Ron asked. I decided to speak up then. "You know, that was amusing Sam. Although realistically, most Porsches are pieces of expensive crap. You pay an arm and a leg for one, just for it to continually break down. Also, just beginning to drive you would probably crash it" Suddenly I winced, Oops, sorry Jazz! I said MOST Porches!

Sam looked back at me. I raised an eyebrow at him and kept a straight face. He pouted and turned around. "I don't want to talk to you both for the rest of this whole thing." He said. "Oh, come on. It's just a practical joke" Ron laughed, finally beginning to calm down.

We pulled into another car dealership with a sign that said "Bobby Bolivia's used cars" and parked. "Here? No, no, no, what is this? You said- you said half a car, not half a piece of crap, dad." Sam said angrily. Ron turned to him "When I was your age I'd be happy with four wheels and an engine." I rolled my eyes and got out of the car while they argued. I started to look around, I couldn't stand Bobby's mouth. Though I guess I shouldn't talk with my Cybertronian vocabulary, but I would never say the things he said to my mother. If she were alive that is.

Since the dealership was small, I found Bumblebee pretty easily. I walked up to him and ran my hand over the hood. The paint was faded, but in my opinion it just made Bee look even more retro. I opened the driver's door and got in. I leaned my hands on the steering wheel, Sam was right. Bee's interior did feel comfy.

"Nice choice Anna" Sam came up to me and looked inside. I moved over to the passenger side so Sam could get in. "Feels nice" he muttered. He used his thumb to wipe the dust off the steering wheel, revealing the autobot symbol. He stared at it "Hey Anna, what's this symbol for?" I chose to pretend like I didn't hear him when Bobby walked up to us.

"How much" Ron asked. "Well, considering the semi-classic nature of the vehicle, with the slick wheels and custom paint job…" Sam cut him off," Yeah, but the paints faded." Bobby bent down to look at Sam," Y-Yeah, but its custom." "Its custom faded?" Sam asked. "Well, this is your first car, so I wouldn't expect you to understand. Five thousand" he told Ron. "Nope, not paying over four thousand." Ron said.

Bobby turned to us, "kids get out of the car." "No, no, no. You said cars pick their drivers" Sam protested. "Well sometimes they pick a driver with a cheap father, out of the car." He then turned around and began to talk about the 4Gs next to us. Sam got out, while I stayed in. I looked around to make sure no one was watching me, then leaned into the radio. "Do what you have to do Bumblebee. Sam has to buy you so you can complete your mission" I felt the car jerk forward slightly in surprise. "Listen, I'll tell you how I know you and the other autobots exist later. Right now listen my instructions carefully. You need to create a high pitched sound that will break the other cars' windows. But you still need to stay in the decibel of human hearing. Got that?"

The radio clicked on "Greater than man….Go." Quickly, I covered my ears just as the high pitched sound came out. All the glass in the dealership shattered and everyone outside hit the deck. Bobby looked around in horrid fascination, before whirling around to look at Ron. He held up four finger and said shakily "four thousand."

Sam came rushing over to me while Ron filled out the paper work. "I don't know what you did Anna, but thank you so much! You gotta teach me that trick!" I looked at him and shrugged," I just asked Bumblebee to create a high pitched sound to break all the car windows, but still stay in the decibel of human hearing." Sam gave me a WTF look and asked "You named my car?" "I rolled my eyes, "No, I just called you Bumblebee."

"Well, Bumblebee is a good name. Fits the paint and all." We fell into awkward silence, him just standing outside the car while I was sitting in the passenger's side. The silence was broken when Ron jogged up to us and handed Sam a key. "Here you go son, try not to crash it. I just spent four thousand dollars on it." Ron laughed as he walked away, while Sam just pouted. He got in the driver's side and started the engine. "So, do you still want me to drop you off at the library Anna?" "No, if it's okay with you, I want to check over Bumblebee to make sure everything is functional, and possibly give him a wash"

"Uh, sure." Sam said. The ride to Sam's house was filled with awkward silence. Sam tried to make conversation by asking about my visor. So, uh, cool visor. Where'd you get it?" " Some relatives gave it to me" I guess my short answer told him I didn't want to talk to him, because he stayed quiet after that. I didn't mean to be rude, but I don't normally talk to people unless they ask me things. Now, that's a whole different thing with the Cybertronians, I could talk their audios off if I really wanted to.

He pulled up to the driveway and we got out. After telling Ron that I was going to work on the car and showing me the washing supplies, both males went inside. I turned back to Bumblebee and tied my hair up into a ponytail. "Okay Bee, bath time."

I grabbed tha bucket and filled it with warm water and soap. Smiling evilly, I turn the hose on cold and sprayed Bumblebee with it unexpectedly. The car jerked backward in surprise and Bee gave an indignant squeal. I smirked, dipping the sponge in the bucket before making my way over to him.

As I was lathering him up in suds, I began to talk to him. "Bumblebee, mech you are filthy! Where did you land when you made planet fall?" I heard the radio turn on and static as Bee searched for the right channels. It's gonna be a rainy day….mud slide in South Dakota…oh dear. I nodded as I continued to scrub his frame. I had done this many times, so it didn't take me very long. I took the spray and rinsed the suds off of him. Them, I grabbed a towel to dry and polish him.

"Hey Bee. I need to speak with the autobots soon to talk with them. Maybe later on tonight, I'll come by and we'll go somewhere no one will see us. I have important information to tell you guys" I told him as I finished cleaning him. "Who are you talking to" Sam's voice came from right behind me. My reflexes kicked in, and before either of us knew what was happening, I had Sam on the ground with my forearm against his throat. "Whoa, whoa! Hey, what the heck Anna!" Sam said, struggling to get out from under me.

I rolled my eyes and got off Sam. I turned towards Bee and said "You shouldn't sneak up on a femmen like that." "Femmen? What's that?" Sam asked, getting up off the ground and brushing himself off. I ignored his question and instead asked "Are you going somewhere Sam."

"Yeah, I'm going to pick up my friend Miles and we're going to a lake party." I frowned, I thought Ron and Judy were supposed to be working on their path when Sam left for the party. "Where are your parents?" "They're inside, I barely escaped from my crazy mother telling me to be back by eleven." Sam shuffled uneasily, "Uh, do you want to come with?" "No thanks, I'll see you around. However, if you get Bee dirty after I just finished washing him, I will hurt you."

I turned and walked away, leaving Sam confused and scared. He got in to Bee, and drove off with a puff of some. I watched as Sam left and silently grinned to myself, Judy was right. Ron really is cheap. I walked out of Sam's neighborhood, and began to head toward the alley where Sam and Mikaela would first meet the autobots. Looking around to make sure the coast was clear, I hit the glowing symbol on my backpack's straps and felt my armor transform around me.

My armor was a gift Solus gave to me, forged by her own servos. It had a subspace, comm link, and everything. I was basically like the apex armor, only it wasn't indestructible. The metal could still get dented and my helmet's visor could still get cracked. I had multiple weapons and even had a built in atmosphere converter, so if I was ever in a situation where there was no oxygen the atmosphere converter would convert the outside air into air I could breathe. The suit had a special gravity manipulator, so it felt like I was just wearing a normal change of clothes rather than a suit of metal. I could even give it silent commands through the telepathic bond I have with my armor. Even though the suit was all high tech, it did have its flaws. I had to let the gravity manipulator charge overnight, or else I would be carrying around about 90 pounds of heavy highly advanced metal!

At my request, I had Solus make it so only one of the Primes or I could activate the armor and have full use of it. If anybot or human tried to activate it…..boom. The explosion would take out the whole N.E.S.T base. If anyone else wanted to use the armor, I had to give a special voice command to tell the armor not to explode. If I ever trusted anyone to let them actually wear the armor and have full use of it, then I would have to input their finger print or energon signature into the activation button. And that's just some of the thing my armor can do.

Since Sam would meet the autobots here, I decided to take a short nap here. I figured I could catch up on all the recharge I lost because of the nightmares. Boy, was I wrong! I wrapped my black cloak round my, Count Dracula style, and closed my eyes. At my command, the cloak solidified into a stasis pod around me, so I was protected while I was in stasis. It was also sound proof, so no one would hear me scream if I had a nightmare. I also decided to activate my hologram projector so people passing by wouldn't wonder about the strange black pod with weird writing on it in the alley way. The pod would support the armor when I deactivated the gravity manipulator to recharge. Just another one of my armor's awesome abilities!