Transformer Academy (M! Reader)

Island Arc Part 2: Tensions Rising

Y/N's Pov

You ever have one of those mornings where everything is peaceful? The sun's rising, the birds are chirping, and for just a moment, you think maybe, just maybe, things might go smoothly today. Yeah, that wasn't today.

It's the second day of the island survival activity contest, and I was actually sleeping well for once. Me and Sam, my tent bunk, were sprawled out in our sleeping bags, knocked out cold after yesterday's long day of scavenging and trying not to get on anyone's bad side. It was quiet. Too quiet for what was coming next.

"GET UP, NOW!"

A loud, commanding voice shattered the peace like a hammer through glass. And, of course, it was none other than Megatron—our lovely Deceptigal team leader. Her voice hit like an explosion, jolting me and Sam awake in an instant. I swear, my heart nearly leapt out of my chest.

I blinked the sleep out of my eyes, sitting up in a daze. Megatron was already looming outside, her shadow cast against the tent like a warlord preparing for battle. The other two boys in the group must've woken up too, because I could hear them scrambling around in their tents nearby.

"Get moving!" Megatron barked again, and this time it came with a threat. "Last one ready is in charge of catching breakfast!"

Well, that definitely woke us up.

"Crap! Come on, Sam!" I fumbled for my uniform, trying to untangle it from my backpack, but of course, in the cramped space of our tent, things went south fast. Sam was half-asleep, tripping over his own feet as he wrestled with his shirt. We ended up knocking into each other, both of us groaning and cursing under our breath as we stumbled around like a couple of clowns.

"Move over, man!" I shoved Sam aside, trying to pull my P.E. uniform on without putting my head through the sleeve again. Sam shot back, "You move over! You're taking up all the space!"

We kept bumping into each other, comically tangled in our clothes and arguing like kids, all while Megatron's ominous countdown loomed outside. If we didn't hurry, one of us was about to get stuck hunting down breakfast, and trust me, on this island, that could mean anything from wild boar to... well, things I'd rather not think about.

Talk about a chaotic wake-up call

. . . .

After a breakfast of tropical bird eggs and some fruits we managed to scrounge up, the four of us, led by Megatron, found ourselves back on the beach.

We'd just gotten a message from our homeroom teachers telling us to gather with our teammates, so naturally, we assumed something big was about to go down.

And it wasn't just us. All the other teams participating in this "island vacation turned survival activity" were scattered along the shore, each team waiting for whatever was coming next.

That's when I saw her—Bumblebee, standing a bit away with her own group. She caught my eye, and I waved.

She flashed me a smile and waved back. Nice. And it's so good seeing such a friendly face..i still wish she was the one leading our team. But my moment of calm didn't last long.

As soon as Megatron's boots hit the sand, I noticed her gaze lock onto none other than Optinessa. She'd arrived on the beach with her team, and Starscream was right by her side.

The atmosphere immediately shifted. Tension crackled in the air like static, and you didn't need to be a genius to know why. Team Megatron and Team Optinessa were at a standoff... well, mostly just Megatron and Optinessa themselves. The others were just along for the ride, it seemed.