Never touching this again

Naomi Yeager

Naomi Yeager, who is now the daughter of Cade Yeager and older sister of Tessa Yeager. Life hasn't been very nice to poor Naomi.

She wasn't bullied, but she was overall worried what her "parents" would do to her if she did anything wrong. She always felt like she would disappoint her foster parents if she didn't get good grades, or behaved appropriately.

She has always been talented. Many people acknowledged her abilities in singing, drawing, and her pure imagination; but it never seemed to be enough to impress her current foster parents.

When Tessa's mother died shortly after giving birth her, Cade needed some help. Tessa needed a female in her life to look up too, and he wasn't ready to jump into any relationship. So he thought of the next best thing, he thought it wasn't a terrible idea, since he would be giving a home to someone who needed it.

So he adopted Naomi. He brought her home and treated her like family. The only thing Naomi ever truly wanted, she just had to wait till she was eight for it to happen.

However, when she went to school, she was bullied for being adopted, for being so talented and smarter than most children. She was to used to being more mature, she was stuck in the habit from all her past "families". The school, the family doctor, everyone Cade went to for help suggested homeschool. Naomi worked so hard to do what she could for Cade, for Tessa, and it was weighing on her. Her father agreed to the doctor's idea of being taken out of school when she started taking expensive meds for her 'mental illnesses', as he would say.

Soon after, she didn't have to take the meds anymore, she just had to take it easy, all the time. If she were to push herself too hard mentally, she would break down physically.

Whenever Tessa needed help with school, she would help Tessa with her work, and she would teach Naomi in return. Tessa always seemed the happiest teaching, weather it be english, or math, she still wore a never ending smile.

Sooner or later, Naomi being twenty two, a talent agency found out about Naomi and her ability to sing. They said all she needed was some proper teaching and she could make a fortune with her voice alone. She took the opportunity before she could over think herself out of it. When her friends in her little town found out, they were ecstatic, saying that they took too long trying to find her. When she got to Chicago, it was then everything went down, and she was alone. The anxiety and the pure fear, it her hard. She had a hard time walking, let alone running for safety. That's when the AutoBots saved her, two in particular, she would never forget that day, especially when she looked in the mirror.

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Tessa left early for school with her friends, Dad was in the Lab, a.k.a. 'The Barn'. Naomi was making breakfast for the both of them. She made the classic, buttermilk pancakes and bacon. She took her pain medication with a glass of water. She made her way to the barn, wondering what her father was doing. She walked into the barn to see Cade on the phone. She set the tray of food on the only open spot on his desk.

" What's going on Dad? " she signed, he quickly ended the call.

" Made a deal with some guys at the old theater in town. They are going to sell it so they are getting rid of things inside. I'm going with Lucas -if he even comes- to see what we can find. " he put his hat, jacket, glasses on. He turned around and grabbed his tool belt.

" Ew Lucas, you know I don't like him. He is such a pansy. " she sighed.

" I know, I know, you don't like him Naomi but he is an... old friend, and has been there for me. Sorta. " he shrugged.

" Can I go with you guys? I screwed up my only ride and I don't want to die of boredom in my room." she waved over to the old beat-up car that looks like it could fall apart at any moment.

" Sure, we gonna use that for parts? " He pointed to the metal mess.

" Of course! Give me one moment! I'll be just a second! " she jumped in place for a second, making and odd but torn "yes" noise, then ran back to her room to get ready.

It was hot out today so she put on some jean shorts that were faded and frayed at the end with big pockets that hung out the bottom. With her long legs, they appeared shorter than they actually are. She put on a white colored tank top that seemed to flaunt her larger breasts. To keep her Dad from whining too much about her appearance, she put a large light blue and black flannel around her waist, it reached to the back of her knees. She slipped on a pair of dark brown boots that almost come up to her knees. Lastly she put on a wide black choker, made of a velvety cloth, that covered the old, but very sore, scar on her neck. She stopped to look in her mirror, not bothering with makeup because she put it on after she woke up. The dark auburn of her hair contrasted with the blue in her outfit and her dark blue eyes. She left her long curly locks down, she felt less self-conscious with it down.

She ran out of her room, with her phone in her front left pocket. She rushed down the stairs to the front door, grabbing her big, bug-eyed sunglasses and her keys, just in case.

When she ran up to him and his older truck, he gave her a questioning look before giving up and getting into the driver's seat. On the drive there, they drive next to a train and pass the big, older looking sign that said to report 'alien activity'. She looked away and closed her eyes. Just knowing that she couldn't do anything to help them, it made her blood boil.

She took a deep breath before closing her eyes and leaning her head back onto the seat. She opened her eyes to admire the sunrise, it washed away her anger, it calmed her.