Messy Messy
Selena's P.O.V.
I remember the first time me and Sam laid out a lie together set on our parents. We both didn't want to go to school because Sam didn't want to get pushed around by Trent, and me? Well I was a badass back then and we don't like school.
Sam pretended to have the chickenpox: with flushed red skin and painted red-orange polka dots. I made him be the sick one because I didn't want everyone at school to know I have gotten the chickenpox. I had put hot water on Sam's forehead just to warm him up as if he was burning with a fever.
Mom and dad believed the lie and didn't send me to school, afraid that I too had gotten the illness and would spread it throughout school. In the end, me and Sam watched movies together in my room, eating popcorn while our cold chicken soup layed on my computer desk.
"No, no, no, I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna do the trash cans and I'm gonna scrape the grill and I'm gonna, I'm gonna sweep up the whole, uh, house. Right now." Sam said. He looked towards at Optimus, trailing off in the end, but determined to get dad to stay inside the house.
"Tonight, right now?" Dad questioned uncertainly.
"Right now." Sam confirmed, looking back at Dad.
I jumped a little just to catch Bumblebee peeking out of the side of our house, bringing his index finger or whatever they call it to his lips.
"Ssh, ssh ssh" Bee shushed to us. I wanted to facepalm, but what I mostly wanted to do was laugh. That was so adorable.
I stood up straight and took up a serious expression, ignoring them autobots.
"The- uh-" Sam panicked. I held his hand and held it tightly to reassure him that everything would be alright. Sam relaxed against the side of the screened door, staring at dad. "I love you. God, I love you just so much right now."
I let go of Sam's hand and looked to my right to see Bee looking at us and towards where Optimus appeared from.
"You know, Mom wanted me to ground you two." Dad said, looking down. He then looked back up at us. "You're three minutes late." He finished off. I sighed, putting my hands on my hips.
Mother can sure be a worried woman and a menacing one to.
I looked again to the right to see that Optimus was standing near the fence, with folded arms. It seemed weird, especially when Bee kept sending signals to Optimus to be quiet.
"Right? Oh, well, just another thing you did for us, Dad, because you're such a swell guy." Sam said, leaning away from the door. I sighed, wondering where Sam got that from. There was no way dad was a swell guy. He's more of a cheap-happy-go-lucky type. In fact,. He never gives us an allowance.
Bee omitted electronic sounds, looking away from us.
"One more thing, huh?" Dad said, leaving from the kitchen door.
"All right, I love you!" Sam said. Bee looked back at us, staring at me as I stared right back at him.
Is it me or does his blue electronic eyes make him look so innocent?
"Sleep good, handsome man!" Sam exclaimed towards our gone dad.
I turned to stare at Sam quickly, mortified that Sam just said that.
Dad handsome? No way!
Sam then turned to look at the autobots as they stood up straighter and walked towards the center of the yard.
Optimus walked to the center of the backyard where the Wal-Mart fountain was placed, while the others entered the scene.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? No, watch the path! Watch the path! Watch the- please, please, please. No, no, wait. No, no, no! Oh, no!" Sam exclaimed as Optimus stepped on the fountain, completely destroying it. I sighed and facepalmed, feeling the future disappointment or anger that our parents are going to give to me and Sam. There is no way we are going to tell mom and dad the truth behind this. They'll kill us.
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Transformers: This Is Crazy
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