Chapter Seven

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A/N: The picture is not mine and credit to the owner of the picture by fayrenpickpocket from Deviantart Anyway, thank you for the hearts and the 100 reads and I hope you enjoy this story! Warning, there will be bullying and a slight catcall scene, please read this chapter with caution.

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Recap:

Third Person POV:

(Y/N) wanted to complain because she cannot run as fast as her friends but she doesn't want to be rude so she kept her opinion to herself. Noticing this, Smokescreen slowly matched up with her pace, "C-cannot Run Fast?" He asked her. Her silence only answered that he was right before suddenly he picked her up before he started to run again. 

"SMOKESCREEEEEEN!!!!"

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It was clear that (Y/N) wanted to hit Smokescreen's face if you could tell from her annoyed face, she was looking at Smokescreen with a mixture of annoyance and glare but she doesn't have the heart to do it. The reason why the girl did not want to hit the poor young boy is that because he doesn't mean anything bad about it, he genuinely wants to help her reach the class faster.

Unlike the girl in his arms, Smokescreens likes skin-ship and he is very affectionate so touching isn't something strange to him, he is also fine even if it's someone he doesn't know or a con unless they want to hurt him. Meanwhile, (Y/N) isn't a touchy person and she rather prefers to be left alone. She was rather okay if the person who touched her is her best friend or a part of her family. Thus, why she was uncomfortable when Elita One touched her.

"S-SMOKESCREEN! YOU'RE SCARING THE HELL OUT OF ME! PLEASE STOP!" She tried to complain to him.

"HAHA NO! YOU'RE SLOW AS HELL SO WE NEED TO RUN FAST OR THE STUCK-UP TEACHER GOING TO PUT US INTO A DETENTION!" He disagreed with her

The girl could only cling harder to him, fearing he was going to drop her but she didn't know the person who was holding her is a Basketball Athlete and win lots of basketball games but no one sees him as one because of how dorky and childish he is. Looking at her face, he almost snorted in laughter, 'Cute' he thought. Smokescreen only ran a lot faster and held her tighter, which he received a slight squeak from (Y/N).

The girl did not see but he was smirking cheekily at her, having fun seeing her reaction especially when she was surprised. The girl closed her eyes, hoping that they won't crash with anything since Smokescreen ran fast. Arriving in front of the room, Smokescreen quickly puts her down but also gently, knowing that (Y/N) probably got a little bit dizzy since he carried her like a sack of potatoes and ran at a speed of sound.

Opening the door, the teacher looks at the two of them with a glare with his glass almost slipping down from the bridge of his nose each second, "The two of you are late in 20 seconds. The two of you are going to receive detention after this class." Hearing his gruff voice almost made (Y/N) flinch since he sounds very raspy like Voldemort, 'he looks like a Voldemort, especially his nose....' she thought but didn't say it out loud because she already got detention from the old man.

"We're sorry teach. We promise we won't be late the next time," Smokescreen said, looking at the teacher with a sheepish smile.

"Good, now the two of you can go to the empty sit. Smokescreen, I want you to sit beside Ironhide and (Y/N) I want you to sit beside Knockout," The old man ordered.

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