Hit and Run (BumbleBee x Reader)

Unfamiliar Faces

The soft sound of the humming car filled your ears as you relaxed with the windows down. The wind circling in the small area, cooling everyone in it. Watching all the different color and shaped cars pull out of the driveway, you and the two others you were with pulled up to the college campus. Sitting up straight, (e/c) orbs darted to all the unfamiliar faces sitting on the grass, walking with books in their hands or talking to their fellow students.

Coming to a stop close to the sidewalk, you turned your attention to the man next to you. His dark brown hair messy and unclean and a small smudge of dirt just below his cheekbone. Squinting your eyes at him, his nervous eyes met yours. Raising a brow at you, he silently asked you what that face was for. Pointing to the spot of dirt he had on his face, on your face, he quickly got what you were signing to him and went to rub his cheek, embarrassed.

Smiling slightly, you patted him on the back, "Go get 'um tiger?" You more so asked than said. Getting a grin in return, he took a deep breath and looked to the large school in front of him, "Guess so." He said almost half minded.

"Alright," He started, shaking himself out of his thoughts, "You-" He pointed to BumbleBee, "Be good, no fighting!"

"Alright, mom." BumbleBee replied sarcastically, "And you... Um... Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Sam pointed his pointer finger at the both of you as if a warning. Throwing your hands up in fake defense, you laughed.

"I'll keep my eye on him." You told, Sam with a wink, getting what seemed like a sigh from the robot. With a chuckle or two from the brunet, he unlatched his side door and stood up as he walked away. Waving goodbye to your newfound friend, you relaxed your arm on the rolled down window and lied your head on it.

"You ready?" BumbleBee asked. Closing your eyes, you put your head and arm back in and slouched back in your seat, "Definitely."

Shaded light shone into the black cushioning of the yellow and black Camaro that you sat in. The soft sound of wind blowing in your ears and soothing rumbles of the car. Looking up and out of the window, you watched as all the buildings pass by with a blur. But as you sat there, calm and relaxed, you couldn't help but think about what BumbleBee and his fellow Autobots had in mind about what they are going to do about the Decepticon's.

If you were going to be part of this, then you would need to know what the plan is, right? So you doubted he would mind all the much if you asked. Sitting up from your slouching position, you crossed your legs on the small seat and put your hands together.

"Can I ask you something?" You questioned and darted your eyes to the stereo in front of you, "You just did," BumbleBee replied, getting a 'really' look from you in return, "What ya' need, kid?" He gave a proper answer.

"Well, I was just wondering... If I'm going to be a part of this whole, 'evil robots are taking over the world' thing, then, well..." You weren't sure why you were nervous to ask him, but you knew that you had to do it one way or the other, "Shouldn't I be in on the meetings and know what the plan is?"