(WARNING: Mentions of abuse, etc. from Y/N's past briefly, as well as memory of loss and sadness)

Y/N's POV

Life is good. 

I can't believe I just thought that. 

Life had always, well, sucked. Even before my mother died, I had family issues out the front door. And when she died, my life really became a living hell. Being abused by my father and going either unnoticed or bullied at school, I felt like a meaningless shadow. Useless, even. A waste of space. 

But now I realize I'm original, cannot be replaced. If I had only known what the future held, after that hurricane, came a rainbow-- 

Okay, no more Katy Perry lyrics in the middle of my sentences. On with life. 

I look up to see the holoform of my boyfriend of as of two hours ago strutting towards me after a mission, and I knew that I was getting a detailed description of his amazing  combat skills. Which I didn't really mind, he was a good fighter. Just a little arrogant. 

Okay, maybe more than a little. 

"Hey babe," He grins, and I raise my eyebrows. 

"Babe?" 

". . . I. . . what do you call it? googled some earth nicknames boyfriends call their girlfriends. . . You don't like it?" He asks with those wide blue eyes you can't say "no" to. 

"Sides, you became my boyfriend two hours ago!" 

". . . Your point is. . ." 

I sigh and internally facepalm. "We're really not at 'babe'." 

"Oh." 

I hug him. "It's okay Sides. You're cute." This seems to cheer him up, and he hugs me back happily. "So, how was your mission?" 

"It was great!" He chirps, and invites me to sit down on his alt-mode. Yes, alternative mode, or alt-mode, is car mode. Bi-pedal, or bi-ped, is when they're on their feet. I remind myself, wanting to keep up with these terms. 

Suddenly, I'm wrapped up in his exciting story of him facing off Steeljaw. He doesn't even need to embellish to impress me. Or maybe he is exaggerating, technically I wouldn't know since I wasn't there. But I didn't think he'd need to, even watching him train was amazing. I felt like an ugly old snail next to him. (Sorry flames, if you do not appreciate being called an ugly old snail😂you are all beautiful. This is just how I feel watching him😆well, mostly). 

"Then I lunged at him and--Y/N are you listening?" 

"Of course I am!" I huff in response. 

"You didn't look like you were paying attention to my amazing story."

"Okay, so I spaced out for a minute. Besides, you weren't listening to me earlier." I retort. 

"Okay, okay. I surrender." He puts his hands up, then grins. "Now I'm getting to the part where I was really awesome." I laugh and roll my eyes, swatting him playfully as he continues. 

"The only downside is, Steeljaw got away." Sideswipe sighs at the end. I frown and give him a hug, which he gladly accepts, nuzzling his face into my hair. "Well, that means you've got another chance to shine, right?" 

"Yeah," he grins with another ego boost, pulling away from our hug. He looks away for a moment, and I sense his insecurity. "Ummm. . . Y/N, I was wondering, since our, well out dance last night kinda got cut short. . . If you'd. . . like to maybe make that up. . . We could go for a drive?" He looks up hopefully. 

"I'd love that!" I grin, a small blush on my face. "I'll go get ready." I start to get up, but I feel him tug my wrist. 

"I think you're perfect right now," he winks, which makes me blush more. These were just my Saturday clothes, kind of whatever I thought wasn't good enough to wear to school. "Okay," I agree softly, and he jumps up and opens the door for me. "Should you ask Bee first?" 

"Nah, it'll be fine," Sideswipe grins, at the same time I hear Bee's voice, "Ask me what first?" 

"Ohhh umm, I was just gonna ask you if I could take Y/N for a drive." Sideswipe shoves his hands into his pockets, clearly not too happy with this predicament. 

"Why don't you at least do a patrol while you're taking her?" Bee says in that voice that means it ain't no suggestion, sugar. 

"Fiiiine," Sideswipe grumbles, getting in, closing the door, buckling my seatbelt, and bolted out before he got any more work. 

"Not a great first date remake." He whines. "I wish I didn't have to patrol while doing this," I was about to tell him not to whine when he gets that mischievous look he gets whenever he's thought of something. 

"Maybe we don't have to. . ." 

"Sideswipe. . ." 

"What?" He grins, guns it, and I gasp before adjusting with a wild laugh. 

I love my crazy mech. 

Did I just think that? We haven't been dating for very long, now I'm saying I love him and he's mine. I must be losing it. . . 

I look at him and loose it all over again. He grins at me. 

"I hope you like fast~" He smirks, then lowers his voice to a seductive whisper. 

"Cuz that's my kind of speed." 

"WHOO-HOOOO!!!" He grins, ramping the speed up. I giggle out of excitement, as we whirl around. 

Best date redo ever. 

(Sorry I've taken forever to update! Love you flames❤Ash)