Did you guys know that I am like Hitler, Lady GaGa, and Emma Watson? We all have the same zodiac sign.

<Omg Hasbro love you>

Transformers was my FIRST FANDOM EVER! I used to force my stepdad and mum to watch all the Bayverse movies and I used to quote OP ALL THE TIME!

Roll out!

Is that transformers? Did Bumblebee say that?

Yes mom. 😐

But you know, I got into more fandoms and I didn't think about TF as much. It's always DEADPOOL!

Not as many older kids like transformers anymore. It's mostly Supernatural now. 😆 Don't worry, I'm in that fandom also.

Setting: (Omigosh I forgot the setting.) okay, I forgot my original setting. I'm just going to wing it. Flap flap.
Listening to Super Bass and I want to jump up from my bed and dance.
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"BOY, YOU GOT MY HEART BEAT RUNNING AWAY!"

.:Will you SHUT up!:.

"BEATING LIKE A DRUM AND ITS COMING YOUR WAY!"

.:Someone please tell her to be quiet!:.

No one bothered to reply. Rafael grimaced at your voice. You were a good singer, no doubts about that, but you were just singing a bit too loud. 

You winked at Raf. You knew you were singing too loud. But it was a Friday night. The autobots didn't let you go out and party like you used to, so this would have to do.

"Y/N! Please stop!" Jack eventually yelled at you.

You sighed and turned off the mini speaker.

"I want to go out," you complained.

"Not gonna happen," Arcee said quickly.

"Why not?"

"Because Optimus said so," Bulkhead countered. You groaned.

"I'm 20! I should be able to go out on Friday nights! Or whenever I want!" You grabbed the mini speaker.

.:Optimus said no going out tonight:. Bumblebee beeped at you.

"Whatever." You waved him off. You didn't actually know what he said though.

"I kinda want to do something," Miko said. You grinned at her.

"I know this great party going on tonight. He always throws the best parties." You pulled her in for a side hug.

"What do you say?"

"I say no," Bulkhead said. He used a finger and gently pushed you two apart.

"Miko is only 15."

You groaned. You were having about enough of these bots.

"Well, I'm going." You grabbed your phone.

"Call me if you need me. But I'll probably be busy," you chuckled at yourself.

"Bye! See you all Monday! You know, I'll probably be sober than." You gave one last wave and skipped out.

.:Should we follow her?:. Bumblebee glanced at Arcee and Bulkhead.

"Nah." Arcee said. Everyone sighed.

"I kinda miss her," Miko said.

-- When you finally made it to the party house, the sun had completely disappeared. The house was already exploding with lights and people.

This was your scene.

You walked in and some people greeted you.

"EY! Y/N!" One girl greeted you.

"Nutty Naomi!" You gave her a quick hug.

She grinned.

"I thought we got rid of that name?"

"I like it. It suites you," you gave her one more smile.

"I'm gonna head out back for the drinks."

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After a long night of drinking, flirting, and partying, you passed out on the porch.

"Y/N! Wake up." You were shook awake by a certain Nutty Naomi.

"Hey..." You yawned and sat up.  

She patted your back.

"You should be getting home. Need a ride?"

You nodded.

"Yeah, sure."

After getting in her car, you sighed. It was horrible being hung over, but you were better at hiding it than most.

"We're here."

You said thanks and got out, slamming the door. You walked up to your house. You shared it with three other girls. You never talked to them. You walked in the house and sat on the couch.

"Rough night?" Ellie, the nicest girl here, asked you.

"Nope. It was great," you said while grinning.

"You need some medicine or something?"
You took that moment to notice your pounding headache.
"Tylenol."

She came back with a water bottle and two pills. You swallowed them and drank a bit of the water bottle.

She leaned against the door.

"You ever think about not going to one of those parties? We are running out of Tylenol," she joked.

"I like the thrill of waking up and not remembering anything I did the past night."

She nodded.

"Yeah, I guess."

A awkward moment passed.

"I'm going to go back to bed," she said. She disappeared from your sight and you leaned against the couch. If only she knew.

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The song Gentleman by PSY started playing. You smiled at the song choice you had given Jacks number.

You fished your phone from your pocket and put it on speaker.

"Hey Jack," you said. "You're on speaker."

"Hey. Where are you? Arcee is going to pick you up."

"You know I don't do well on motorcycles," you warned. "Anyways, I'm at home."

You could almost hear the smile in his voice.
"Arcee will be there soon."

"Okay then. Bye." You hung up and rubbed your sore legs. You must have done the Olympics last night or something. 

You heard rumbling outside and raised an eyebrow. That was fast. You walked outside and patted Arcee's fuel tank.

"Hey Arcee," you greeted.

"You seem calm."

"Shut up," you joked. You stared at her.

"So do I..." You motioned at her seat.  You were horrible on motorcycles.

"Yeah. Get on. You won't fall." 

You got on carefully and she took off. She went at a bearable speed. When you reached base, you puked up everything you had eaten  beforehand. Which was nothing but alcohol. You dry gagged for a moment and wiped your mouth.

Arcee tapped your back with a finger(or digit). You grimaced-smiled at her. She may be rude and sarcastic at times, not unlike you, but you always clicked with her.

"Sorry about that," you said.

"Woah! Yuck," Miko just had to comment.

.:I'm not cleaning that up:. Bee said.

"I'm not touching that either."
Bulkhead agreed.

You blushed in embarrassment. They really know how to make a girl feel good.

"I'll go get the mop." Jack ran off.

After that whole ordeal and you cleaned up the puke, you settled on the catwalk. You sat by Ratchet, admiring the way he concentrated on his work.

"You seem quiet," he said without looking at you.

"Do I?"

He glanced at you.

"Wouldn't you rather be around the other humans?"

"I could use some quiet right now."

"You? Quiet? Very funny."

You glared at him. Inside, you felt like cussing him out. But the first time you swore in front of the Autobots Optimus scolded you.

"I'm gonna go by the other bots," you finally said. You stood up and walked away. Some bots just didn't know how to talk around a girl with a hangover.

You made your way over to Bee and Raf. They were staring at a screen. Raf had a video game controller in his hand and Bee was just using his wheel to control his car.

"Haha!" Raf bragged as he won the racing game.

"Hey." You waved. Bee beeped at you and Raf said hi.

Bee beeped something else.

You stared at Bee for the longest time. He, of course, couldn't stare back so it became weird.

"You couldn't beat me if you tried." Raf said.

You watched as they got back into their game. So much for that. You sighed. You didn't have a bot who liked to specifically spend time with you.

When you came along, Ratchet didn't want you as his charge. Optimus couldn't because well, he was a Prime. You were sorta just passed around like garbage.

You had tried to leave Team Prime, like Jack did, but you came back because life became too boring without the bots.

You grabbed some earbuds from your pocket and popped them in your ears. Clicking shuffle, you leaned back against Bee. 

You should have been used to this by now. But you weren't. You missed your family back home. You missed your dog. You missed the way life used to be when you were younger.

You missed your child. Yes. You had a baby. You were almost ready to have a kid, when decepticons came along and ruined all that.

They killed your fucking baby. They killed your fucking baby! You wiped away the angry tears and tried to focus on the music.

It would get better in the future. Right?

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I'm so sorry about the ending. I was thinking about my niece when I wrote it.. I'm about to cry. Ugh. Stupid cons, am I right?

I love my niece so much. I just.. If this ever happened to her, if she died I mean, I don't know if I could handle it. I probably couldn't pull through like Y/N did.

Please, don't turn to booze and drugs. It helps nothing.

Anyways. More than 1000 words.

Checked and all dat crap on 1-25-16
12:31 AM

Maybe I'm writing like this because I'm tired.

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