BOOK STOLEN AND PLAGIARIZED ON NOVELHD!!!
Mackenzie Alina Mackenzie or Mackie lives in a world where Cybortronians or Transformers as the government calls them have landed on earth. It's 2016 now and living in Nashville Tennessee, nothing alien happ...
(A/n: this chapter is fairly short, but originally this chapter was part of a long one that was 30 some pages long. Yeah. So I worked chopped it some and it may be a little sloppy, but here's Chapter 12!
I know the timeline for this book is 2016 and the song that I'm gonna use is 2018, but screw it! I need this song in my book!)
"If you'd just hold still I could finish this paint without you screwing it up!" Mackie scolded Jazz as she tried again to apply the shiny white paint on Jazz's frame. Jazz frowned and jumped when the paint touched him.
"Ah don't like staying still and Ah don't like new paint jobs!" Jazz said somewhat calmly back. With Mackie grounded for a month due to her parents worrying and her injuries, Mackie wasn't able to leave the house or the repair shop, so Jazz had to hang around for a month too. He activated his holoform and stood beside Mackie and watched her paint his hood. Mackie glanced at Jazz and went into the garage and returned with another paintbrush.
"Here," she said, tossing the brush at Jazz, "Make yourself useful, Mr. My-hood-is-senistive-to-everything," Jazz caught the brush and rolled his eyes, but pushed his visor into place and grabbed a nearby paint bucket and started to paint when a honk of a car caught his and Mackie's attention. A pink convertible mustang pulled into the repair shop driveway and a redheaded girl got out of the car, along with a few other girls and a dark-haired teen boy with them. The girls wore very revealing clothes and the boy had no shirt on and wore black jeans. Mackie hung her head and turned away from them.
"Mackie, friends of yours?" asked Jazz, setting the brush down on the hood. Mackie turned her head towards Jazz, her hair covering half her face
"I don't have friends, Jazz. That's Jillian and her 'boyfriend' Gregory. The School Bullies and social media fakers," Mackie growled through gritted teeth, turning back to her painting. Jazz studied them for a minute; they seemed to be waiting for Mackie to notice them and the one called Jillian pulled out her phone and began to take pictures. Her friends did the same and the boy just leaned against the Mustang, waiting for something interesting to happen.
(Picture of Jillian)
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"Hey everyone, say hello to Grease Girl," Jillian teased. The trio of girls laughed and sneered. The girls were Mackie's high school bullies and they targeted pretty much everyone at her school who the deemed lower than them. What they did was take pictures of students and post those pictures spreading false rumors about them. They targeted Mackie the most because she would always sit by herself at lunch, wouldn't raise her hand but instead would take notes in her notebook, but mostly because they knew that Mackie was better than them. She was smarter, stronger, grade-A student, and they knew she was prettier than them too. All of their looks were fake; fake hair color, fake personalities, fake everything. But Mackie was all-natural; soft brown hair that was rarely brushed, dark green eyes that have never touched eyeshadow, and sun-kissed teakwood skin with a few blemished spots. A good deal of the time Mackie didn't realize her natural and inner beauty. Most of the time Mackie would shrug off how she looked and would just work on cars and sing.
