Quantum Physics of the Female Anatomy [Transformers Fanfic]

Has the Bitterest Taste

Her eyes blinked widely, almost owlishly at him.

“What?”

He rolled his eyes.

“You’re entering high school as a freshman now, right? So you’ll need something to do your work on. Hence, I’m getting you a computer.”

“Really?” she asked excitedly, now that she was sure of what she’d heard from him.

“Really,” Dylan Gould smiled fondly, recalling their meeting two years before. “And I’m getting you new glasses,” he almost scrunched up his nose, seeing the glasses perched on hers.

Big, round, stocky horn-rimmed glasses that magnified Sam’s hazel eyes and were just plain too big for her small face. They really just had to go…

“Why would you do that? These are perfectly fine and functional, and I only really just need them for reading,” Sam grabbed her book again and sat against his chair, comfortably sitting on the floor by his feet.

“Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland,” Dylan murmured, reading the title of her book. “You’re reading that again?”

She hummed happily. “It’s my favorite book.”

“Well, mark your place. We’ll be going to get your computer and then glasses after. I’ll go ahead and buy one for your parents too. Lord knows they wouldn’t want to go to your room and have to use your computer all the time to look for things.”

“I wonder how they’re going to pay for the internet,” Sam wondered aloud to herself, tapping her lips with a finger in thought.

“Don’t worry, it’s taken cared of,” Dylan waved her off, and she looked at him suspiciously before choosing to dismiss it. “If you’re good, I’ll teach you to drive.”

Sam postured and fluttered her eyes, immediately getting a laugh out of him as she mocked-obediently lowered her head demurely.

This was one of the many visits Sam had taken to visit Dylan over the last two years since meeting each other. Sam had drastically changed from the nearly apprehensive, lonely and apathetic girl she had been when she had first met him. Instead, trying to fit in or at least associate with her fellow peers more, she had chosen to be a rather dorky, odd, and quirky individual. Of course, her fellows still didn’t like her new personality and thought she was weird, but she was quite taken and liked who she had chosen to be. It was what she’d chosen and what she was going to stick with.

She and Dylan had an understanding since then, which had resulted in her personality change. And it affected him too, as Dylan was less…lonely. Sad. Miserable. These things and more, and she didn’t even know why –only that he’d trusted and connected with her enough to let her in on how he felt.

Despite the 16 year age difference, the two of them were more alike than anyone else could ever relate to them. It was why they exchanged emails every weekend, why she’d promised to email him every Friday and he would send an answering email back right away or by Saturday at least. Even though she had no computer and internet and had gone to the library faithfully each time, she hadn’t minded as long as she got to send him a message. And he never skimped out on replying.