MEETING A DREAM // PT:2
*STARSCREAM EDITION*
~2ND POV~
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A/N: Sorry! I had too. Also, please forgive the singular bad language word. I'm not much for profanity in my fanfictions.
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   You! Yes, you. You were shy. You had social anxiety that made you deathly shy. You were a good student, but you were new too. You moved next to Arcee, and you two became instant besties.

   Arcee was beautiful! You were pretty sure that boy named Wheeljack was into her. She was friends with a lot of people, and didn't struggle as much as you in Trigonometry. Somehow, you just didn't seem to get it! And you were amazing at things like math!

   You only had her, nobody was into you, and yeah, you know the third reason. Other than that, you stayed away from most people, including the popular ones. Your fear of being picked on was too great.

You'd never dated or even gone on a date. You were a sci-fi nerd and the ultimate bookworm. A master at history facts and random quotes from movies or people. Why wouldn't they pick on you? Besides, characters in books were better friends then they'd ever be.

And male characters from fantasy shows or stories were always more handsome and charming than ones in real life.

To put it simply, you were great at being invisible. Arcee attempted to have you meet more of her Autobot friends, but you were simply too shy. You were Neutral too, the only one in fact. Too socially awkward to create allies on either side. How pathetic, you would think.

That didn't stop you from succeeding in school though! You were getting a lot better at your failing class with Arcee's help, and the principal was thinking of letting you skip your current grade. That meant you could graduate highschool at age fifteen! Talk about smart!

You had gotten your license early, coded multiple programs to assist you with your schoolwork, and were getting better at your extracurricular archery classes. Awesome, right? You thought so, and so did 'Cee! You didn't know what other students would think, but you weren't very eager to find out.
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   "You really think he likes me?" Arcee asks, curling a strand of her hair nervously. We were walking down the hallway to our next class, which just so happened to be Trigonometry. But, why though?

   "He's always staring at you like he was enchanted by the model in front of him." I joked. It wasn't exactly a lie.

   "Oh, shush! You're always flattering me, yet you're so humble! Live a little!" My friend cheers, waving to one of her Autobot buds. You were pretty sure his name was Bumblebee, but you weren't 100% sure.

   "Well, this conversation isn't about me! It's about you and Wheeljack." I say, getting back on topic. Suddenly, I noticed Mr. Golden Boy shutting his locker door close.

   "Speaking of which. . ." Arcee noticed where you were pointing. Shut looked at you, mentally asking, Should I approach him? You nodded your head in confirmation, nudging her towards him.

   Even though you were shy, you were somehow just that wonderful at matchmaking.

   You continued to walk down the hall, but you focused on your feet more than what was in front of you. Accidentally bumping into someone, you landed on your but and dropped all of your books. Looking up, you saw who it was!

   Starscream.

   This was bad news. This was really, really, bad news. You spent the small amount of time you were at this school attempting to avoid people like him. Well, you had just failed.

   "Don't you know to watch where you're going?" He growled, his hands in his pockets. His posse behind him cheered.

   "Yeah, you tell her Starscream!"

   "A girl like her shouldn't do that!"

   You were scared. Not because of him, but because of the attention. You didn't get panic attacks, but sometimes it really felt like you were gonna have one.

   "S-s-sorry! I probably should've looked where I was heading. I-I'll be going now." You begin to pick up your books, but the Seeker kicks at them.

   "Not so fast, missy." Starscream chuckles, looking you up and down. You were disgusted!

   "Give her a break, Screamer!" 'Cee shouts at him, helping me with my books. "She's new here! And she definitely doesn't want any trouble!"

   "I wouldn't giver her any trouble!" He objects innocently. "But I could give her a lot more in bed." His posse let out a series of 'oooooh's.

  You shook your head, and Arcee marched away angrily, with you at her side.