Daughter Of The Primes

chappy 4

HI! Happy holidays! For Christmas this is not a very joyful chapter. But this is how it worked out. Now let's.... *loud singing in background *. JAZZ, TWINS, BUMBLEBEE! COULD YOU KEEP IT DOWN? * they stop*. Thank you. Now here's the chapter.

Chappy 4

Sol’s POV

Note to self don't play lob until you are stronger. Unless you want to be repeatedly knocked over. My helm still hurts from hiring it on the floor. yeah, the day has passed so quickly. I barely had time to process what had just happened. I look at the ceiling of my new breth room.  the smile quickly left my faceplate as my processor which decided to be mean and remind me of shuder home. My life was okay. I had a roof over my head, food to eat, enough clean clothes to last the week. but i don't want to go back. The only one to ever care was my dad. but he went missing when i was five. he. that boy also seemed to c-. STOP don't think about him. Mom was barely home.  She despised me. school. i was in my sophomore year. It was much so much pressure. I was so weak. essays that demand you write things when you can't think of anything to say, at least 3 test a week, mounds of homework. forcing you. so much homework then i just can’t focus on any of it. needing to finish it all, but it being late in the night. losing sleep. all i want to do is dream. think of far of place. dream of a different world. Calm down! my situation could have been worse. i am not there any more. just think of something else. ok calm down. let's day dream…a fanfiction....  prowl slipped around the corner heading for his rooms. Why was he left in charge of the terror twins in the fri…. suddenly a memory of HIM flashed before my eyes. his creepy smile. his lab. the mutated human corpses. the half metal have human…... things. there screams. STOP! i am safe. i am not there.  i just want to be happy. i should be happy. i’m in a world i thought i could never see. never be one of the creatures. only dream of. a world that made me happy to read and watch. he is the reason i am here wich is awsome but he killed to do it.  it makes me feel so horrible like i had been the one to do it. i am so sorry. so...so sorry. i’m …… i’m never going to fall into recharge thinking like this. I need to see the stars. I find them calming. sliding off my he breth, I go as quiet as I can to the main room.  No one should be awake, it's one am…. and ratchets still awake typing away on his computer. i don't mind him seeing me but i rather not talk to anyone right now. “solare what are you doing up?” he said turning around with a suspicious look on his faceplate. SCRAP!  “just going up to look at the stars.”

“ok. just don't stay out too late.” he said walking down the hall to his brethroom.

i climb to the top of the base. laying down and looking , seeing a random star i focused on it. its very calming. YAWN