*Photo above is what I see Sam as, as a girl lol*

Samantha Witwicky awoke in bed with a start, realizing she was late for school.

"SHIT!!! I'm late!!!" She jumped out of bed to get dressed.

She yanked open her dresser drawers to find out what to wear. She started tossing shirts and other articles of clothing all around the room, causing a bigger mess. Her room was messy as it was, now it's even worse than before covered with t-shirts and tank tops.

She finalized with a navy blue shirt along with some denim shorts and golden strap sandals. Sam threw them on, grabbed her great grandfathers glasses and ran out her bedroom door. Blasting down the stairs past her mother and father while grabbing her backpack.

"Bye mom bye dad I love you!" She yelled as she ran outside to her bike.

She picked up her bicycle and hopped on. Sam wished that she could have a car to go places rather than her clunky bike. But it was all she had, so it would do for now. She started pedalling. Cars drove past her as she pedaled, she sighed and looked over the cars that went by.

A Subaru? No. A Ford pickup truck? No. She kept looking, not paying attention to where she was going and was in the middle of the road, cars honking and swerving around her.

"WHOA!!!" She pedaled to the sidewalk and was safe from the traffic.

The school was just up ahead, she pedaled slower as she pulled up to the bike rack. She parked her bike in the rack and chained it so nobody would steal it. Samantha sighed as she was stressed, she had to get a good grade on her presentation or else her father wouldn't surprise her with something that very afternoon. She walked up the stairs and through the front doors.

The first thing she saw as she walked through the doors was Michael Banes, the hottest guy in school. He was talking to a couple of his guy friends, who were hot as well. He was wearing a bright blue skintight shirt that completely showed off his six pack abs, which were eye candy to Sam. Michael also wore denim jeans and red tennis shoes. Sam stole a few glances at Michael before continuing down the hallway to her locker.

Her locker was on the bottom row, meaning she would have to squeeze in between students just to put things in her locker. She kneeled down and excused herself as she squeezed through other kids legs and reached her locker. She did the combination and opened the locker, Sam took out the necessary school supplies for her first class. English notebook, English textbook, pencils, erasers, and the book she was assigned to read. She closed her locker and squeezed back through the students.

Samantha held her English supplies to her chest as she headed towards homeroom so the teacher could take attendance. She secretly thought about what her father would surprise her with once he picked her up from school that afternoon, she was hoping for a car. But Sam was cautious not to get her hopes too high. For her father was a cheapskate, not a complete tightwad but not willing to buy many expensive things unless it's absolutely necessary.

She walked into homeroom and sat at her desk, hope in her heart.

So what do you guys think? This is a story I've been wanting to do for a while, because I was honestly curious as to what it would be like. I honestly haven't seen the first Transformers movie in a long time so I'll have to watch it again XD So if you guys want me to continue this story, say in the comments!