Unforeseen

Chapter 3

I do not own Transformers. Only my OC.

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Chapter 3

I shot up right, eyes wide and panting.

Just a dream, I sighed in relief, just a dream. It had been a horrible black and crimson nightmare. I shuddered.

Looking at the clock I realized, with dismay, I had only slept for an hour. Great way to start the first day of school –sleep deprived.

Ever since my home town had been leveled nearly two weeks ago I'd been haunted by these nightmares. They had made me an insomniac. I think it was worrying my aunt and uncle.

Yawning, I changed into a pair of black jeans and a teal blouse that tied around back. I pulled my black boots on over my jeans. My backpack was by the door and I grabbed it as I made my way downstairs.

"May May!" Annabelle cried with delight when she saw me. As my aunt had claimed, Anna had become more than accustomed to my presence and did in fact clamber on top of me when given the opportunity. She had taken to calling me 'May May', apparently Melry was a bit too much for her.

I did not mind.

"Morning Anna," I patted her on the head as I passed.

The toddler was one hell of a morning person. She'd wake up at five almost every day and demand attention. If I was awake I would entertain her.

"What time does the bus come?" Aunt Sarah asked before taking a sip of her juice.

"Don't know." I poured myself a cup of coffee. I would need the caffeine to survive. "I'm going to walk."

"It's four miles to the school." Uncle Will came down the stairs fastening his belt.

I shrugged, "good exercise."

"I can give you a ride. I pass by it on the way to base."

"No, it's alright, but thank you." I glanced at the clock. "If I leave in the next ten minutes I'll make it with time to spare. I walk fast." Track was out of the question with my arm still in a sling so I might as well do something to get by butt moving.

"If you ever want a ride just holler."

I raised my mug in response before taking another sip.

"Ah, I keep forgetting to tell you." Uncle pulled his keys out of the cabinet where he kept them. "The guys at base thought you did and impeccable job on Ir- the truck. Had a few of them jealous," he grinned.

I nearly choked. Jealous of a carwash? I shook my head. "Glad I could be of service," was all I could muster.

"I had one hell of a time getting the twins to understand they couldn't come over," he chuckled. "They wanted the full works."

I had no idea who 'the twins' were but they sounded like an odd pair. "I have school I need to worry about." Washing the truck had been a fun distraction, but I was not planning on making a career out of it.

"Don't worry, they're banned from coming here. They'd only cause a ruckus."

"Hyper active?"

"You have no idea."

I shook my head. Somehow hyper activity and the military just did not go hand in hand in my mind.

After gulping down the remainder of my coffee I blindly retrieved an apple and made for the door. "See you later."