First Meeting

Chapter 1

"Alright, class, turn your page to eighty-seven in your latin workbook." The slim femme teacher with orange and white colors on her frame said as she stood behind her desk, holding a piece of chalk in her right hand. The students did as they were told, turning to the page that had several latin exercies. First there was a long text in latin language and under it a blank line. The task only said to translate it into the cybertronian language.

"Try to unscramble the text. You have five minutes for it." The femme teacher said as she stepped next to the three-part board, turning one panel toward her so the student's couldn't see.

"Whaaaa? Only five minutes? She's kidding, right? There are thousands words in here!" A whisper came from the farthest desk by the window in the left corner. It was a black and orange Seeker with two spikes on each of his shoulders. His name was Blitzwave, also known as 'Shadow Ninja'. He goes by that nickname because of his stealth and fast skills he uses to trick enemies. Blitzwave enjoys time training his skills behind the school in a place no one has found out or knows about yet. It's his private spot where he always goes after a lesson in school ends, as every student says. Leaning to the right side from his chair, Blitzwave had whispered to his friend who sat alone in his desk. "Dude, Knock Out, how do you unscramble it? This is impossible!"

"Don't ask me!" The red automobile racer replied in a whisper, and the 'bad news' caused his friend to roll his green optics and return to his normal position, cross his arms and huff in defeat. However, a silver Seeker that sat in his desk infront of Knock Out was having absolutely no problem with the exercise. He dipped his writing pen into a small bottle of ink and began to translate, just giggling to himself as the bots behind him continued to argue silently. It was funny, listening to other's complains about how to complete without error. Blitzwave was best-suited for Math, while Knock Out loved to race and he never paid much attention to his homeworks. He would do them only if he wanted to, but these times he was just lazy. Also, languages weren't much their hobby and they almost never learned for the lesson. It was a completely boring subject to learn, at least that's what they thought, even knowing they will need it in later days. And then, they didn't care much. So when it comes to languages, there's a complete 'blackout' for them. But what Blitzwave and Knock Out love to do, is bother other students during the lesson and get answers out of them.

Then it happened.

"Hey, Starscream, a little help here?" Knock Out nudged the sleek jet's legs with his own under the chair, blinking softly when the other shook his head. "You really expect me to help you? That's the stupidest thing you can ever do. You know... I tell you only one word: No." Starscream sighed silently and carried on with his work. Though, one thing bothered him. How does the bot know his name? He's completely new here and he didn't even make friends yet, nor told his name to anyone, then how is it possible he knows him? But now, annoyance started to spring up in the sleek jet as Knock Out continued to nudge him with his legs, and if Knock Out won't stop, then Starscream will have to answer differently than he normally does.

" Oh come on, Screamer. It's just three... uhmm.. ten... words.. wait-" Knock Out mumbled. But he stopped when he saw the teacher look around the class, before turning back to the blackboard and trying to write something on it with a screech of the chalk. The red racer sighed in relief and tapped the silver Seeker on the shoulder again. "I'll ask you one more time, if you don't-"

"It's not my fault that you're too lazy to open your vocabulary book and read twenty words, repeat them again and again in your head. But you can't, you must have fun with other racers outside. Frag off." Blinking his red optics hazily, Knock Out turned to Blitzwave as if he asked to help him, but Blitzwave did nothing and shrugged his shoulders. Sighing softly, Knock Out turned back and nudged Starscream with his legs under the chair once again. Starscream narrowed his optics and hissed under his breath, "Quit it!" It looked like that Knock Out didn't care, and kicked into the chair, then again, a little harder, then again.