Call It Fate (Transformers Prime Fanfic)

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I looked up right as my sketchbook was snatched from my hands and my bag was thrown on the ground hard, scattering everything inside. I was pushed to the ground and landed on my hands and knees, my right hand landed weirdly and pain coursed through my wrist.

Above me, three girls stood snickering. The first one, they leader, had blond hair and beautiful blue eyes, the one one her left had light brown hair and pale hazel eyes, and the one on the right had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. They were all wearing the same expensive outfit and jewelry.

"You're (Y/N) (Y/L/N) right?" the blond one asked. "I'm Cassidy, that's Brianna, and the other one is Emily. We just wanted to show you who's boss, since you're still new..." I glared at Brianna, who had my sketchbook opened to a random page.

"Give that back," I insisted. My sketches never made any sense and were private to me.

Cassidy smirked before grabbing the sketchbook from Brianna and looked at the sketch, along with some others. "What the heck?" she squealed and stared at me. "These sketches are so weird, what is wrong with you?"

She threw my sketchbook down on the ground and walked away with her friends. I crawled over to my bag, that was on the ground yet again, and continued to stuff my things inside. Jack rushed over and helped me up once he noticed what had happened, and I flinched when he touched my wrist.

"Crap, my parents aren't gonna be happy," I laughed. "I think I sprained my wrist..." I said to Jack, who had a worried look on his face. "I'm fine, really..." I told him while rubbing my wrist.

He stood up and walked over to where my sketchbook was lying and picked it up, a look of shock crossed his eyes for a second, and he handed it back to me carefully.

"Where do you know these from?" He asked. "I mean, they're cool, but where did you get the ideas?"

"I... It's hard to explain..."