Bayverse Transformers x Diclonius reader

1. Our first car

Pov Y/n

I had just finished my presentation and slowly but elegantly took my seat next to my brother, giving him a smug smile, receiving a playful glare from him in return

Our teacher then turned his attention on my brother Sam "Ok Mr Witwicky your up" the whole class turned their attention to Sam who quickly got up scrambling to get his things "sorry l, I got a lot of stuff"

Trent looked up at Sam then at his fellow classmates with a smug smirk plastered on his face. "Watch this." He snickered to his buddies

god, I wanted to punch that stupid smirk off his face. A small smile graced my lips. I could always do something to him with my vectors. After all, no one would see

I watched as Sam swiftly shuffled his way up to the front of the class, almost dropping what was in his hands he took a deep breath

"Oh-kay. For my family genea- ah-" I watched as Trent through a book a sam's head causing him to stumble

Mr Hosney looked at us with a hard stare. "Who did - who did that!? People Responsibility!."

All the kids began to laugh I turned to them and gave them a harsh waring glare that was ignored I clenched my fist and shot one of my vectors by Trents chair and shoved him hard causing him to go flying out of his chair face planting on the ground causing the students to erupt with laughter again. With a ghost of smirk appearing on my face, I watched as Trent slowly got up and went back to his seat, looking dazed and confused

Sam took a glance at me, already knowing it was me who caused Trent to fall. Sam sighed

"Okay. Um."

The class turned their attention back on him

"So, for my family genealogy report, I decided to do it on my great-great-grandfather, who was a famous man, Captain Archibald Witwicky. Very famous explorer. In fact, he was one of the first... to explore... the Arctic Circle, which is a big deal. In 1897, he took forty one brave sailors straight into the Arctic Shelf."

I locked eyes with Sam and knew exactly where this was going. I sighed and facepalmed

"So that's the story, right? And here we have some of the basic instruments and tools used by the nineteenth century seamen."

The class once again erupted with laughter

Damn these people have such dirty minds I scowled

"This here is the quadrant, which you can get for eighty bucks. It's all for sale, by the way. Like the, uh, the sextant here."

The class laughed even harder if possible

I sighed and shack my head at Sam

"Fifty dollars for this, which is a bargain. These are pretty cool. These are my grandfather's glasses. I haven't quite gotten them appraised yet, but they've seen many cool things."

Mr Hosney raised his hand to silence the class, including Sam he put his hand down and turned to face sam

"Are you going to sell me his liver? Mr. Witwicky, this isn't show and sell. It's the eleventh grade. I don't think your grandfather would be particularly proud of what you're doing."

I had to nod my head in agreement with Mr Hosney sorry Sam he makes a valid point

Sam looked at me then at Mr Hosney

"I know. I'm sorry. I just, you know, this is all going towards my car fund. You can tell your folks. It's on eBay. I take PayPal. Cold hard cash works, too."