MEETING A DREAM // PT:5
*HOT NORSE GOD* EDITION
~2ND POV~
I Will Not Bow by Breaking Benjamin
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A/N: Sorry this came out late! I've been distracted by a Genji X Reader X Hanzo fanfiction. Plz don't kill meh!
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   You weren't shy, you were just a bit of an introvert. You were stubborn, and stuck with what you believed in. You were new in town, and not to mention, new in school.

   You had great grades, landing you in the honor roll at your old school many times. You mainly kept to yourself, though you caught the eyes of many people. You'd probably land a spot in Hollywood by taking only a few steps out of your car.

   Along with keeping to yourself, you were also an only child with a family that was almost never around. You never seemed to be capable of impressing your mother or father.

   Honestly, you weren't sure if you were able to impress anyone with anything you did.

   You heard many rumors about the Decepticons, so you felt you should establish yourself as an Autobot on your first day. The name of their leader was Megatron, and he wasn't someone to mess with. Obviously though, the Autobots definitely wanted to.

   Which to you, was completely fine. You were brave and headstrong, and therefore wanted to become an Autobot. There wasn't much that made you afraid or fearful, except for your teenage hormones.

   You've honestly never actually fallen in love before, so you would be okay.
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When you arrived at the highschool, it was almost everything you anticipated. Decepticons were being bullies, Autobots were getting frustrated, and the adults weren't in sight.

And when you walked through the door, all eyes were on you. You let out a sigh, knowing you should've anticipated this as well. You walked to the principal's office, using an intimidating, yet attractive walk. It would be a long day.
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   A bunch of 'Con boys came to you at your locker and filled you in on the gossip. They were simply eradicons with no mind, as they were too cowardly to leave their side. You didn't think it was pathetic, just . . . Sad. Y'know?

   Optimus Prime was a godly looking man (or so you were told), and he was a brave teen who led the Autobots. While girls would flaunt and flirt endlessly with him, though he never seemed to a) have time for a relationship, OR b) he didn't want a romantic relationship.

Either way, you felt he sounded a bit like you. Flirting (and catcalls) wasn't something you liked, and you occupied yourself with whatever you could. You thanked the 'Cons and kindly sent them away, not needing more attention than you already had.

Judging by everyone else, you were probably the purest soul there. You never drank (or did drugs), you didn't swear (much), and you were more into pacifism than Megatron's aggressive approach. A lot more. You grabbed your lunch bag, and went to eat outside, where there was less people.
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   It was the end of the school day! You were relieved to be released of the tension you kept hidden with an intimidating, unemotional mask. You rarely got angry, and so you found it harder to hide it when you did. The two most common feelings were alien to you!: Love and anger. Nothing made sense, but nothing had too.

   You walked out, subconsciously swaying your hips again. Your aura of confidence and solitude radiated off of you. When you had strolled by a tree on the high school's front lawn, an arm was pushed in front of your path. Megatron leaned against the wall with some of his posse, including his bipolar S.I.C., the doctor-in-training, and some hooker girl in purple that hung off of the leader. She smelled of cocaine, so you made a mental note of avoiding her.

   "You must be the Y/N everyone is so intrigued with." That's what he was gonna start the conversation with? You replied with a neutral sounding, "So it seems. You must be the infamous Megatron I've cared so little for." The hefty man laughed, sending you an evil grin.

   "Apparently so. What lies have the Autobots told you?" He asked, walking closer. Soon, you two were inches apart. You stood with your sunglasses covering your eyes (like Garnet's glasses), your school bag hanging off your right shoulder, and an unfazed stare.

   "None. I pick up certain things sometimes, that is all. Besides, from my observations, they weren't exactly lies." You answered, giving a shrug. Whoever the girl was that was with him, had stalked off.

   "True. But whatever they told you about me in bed, I'd be happier to hear in my room." Megatron flirted, hiding his surprise on how nonchalant you were.

   "That's a story I fortunately haven't heard. I'm sorry, but I need to go now. I don't like annoyances when doing work." You said calmly, dismissing yourself. Knockout snickered at the comment, but his leader sent him a glare that shut him up.

   "Megatron, leave her alone." Said a booming voice. This time, Megatron let his surprise show.

   "Optimus, how good to see you again." The menace greeted him sarcastically. Optimus' eyebrows furrowed.

   "Assuming your showdown at lunch wasn't enough, I'll leave you be." You tried to get out, but to no avail did you escape.

   "Not yet," Megatron purred, grabbing your arm. Optimus growled.

   "Let her go, or else." The Autobot leader ordered. The 'Con leader shrugged, and shoved you into the Autobot's chest.

   "You can play with her, but I call round two!" He called back to OP, laughing at him. The S.I.C and medical trainee glanced at each other quizzically, and ran to follow their leader.

   "I'm sorry you had to go through that."

   "I'm sorry you had to step in."

   "My apologies for not being there sooner."

   "My apologies for the situation."

   You were practically mocking each other unintentionally. You knew it was no one but Megsy's fault, so what reason was there for apologizing? It was your first day, but who really cared?

   "My name is Opt—"

   "Optimus Prime, I'm aware. I'm—"

   "Y/N. I know."

   And it was smooth sailing from there.