New Cybertron Academy

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Street Jack waited patiently in his desk, smiling politely at the students who were all gaping at him. While he didn't look so much like his sire, he was very well known, which he supposed was something he would have to deal with it. It would probably pass after a few cycles. The mech could make the better of his instant popularity; it was a great way to get to know everyone in class. He enjoyed hanging out with others and guiding them. 

However, he was mainly excited to meet his friends once again, one in particular. He began to get lost in his thoughts as his processor wandered about, like it sometimes did when he was thinking deeply. He began to get so far in that he didn't hear the last of the students make their way in, peeking around the room in awe before one mech in particular saw him. 

"Streets!"

The young mech jumped a little at his nickname, though a bright smile played at his derma. He sat straighter in his seat and waved, his blue optics twinkling. Hornetbee stood in front of his group of friends, also waving, though a little more excitedly. His face was bright as well as he hurried the others along to the table where Street Jack sat. A few of them, such as Wheeler, Rewind, and the twins, also looked excited to see him, but their were two new Cybertronians in the group that he didn't recognize. 

"It's good to see you, Street Jack!" Hornetbee said brightly, clapping him on the shoulder plate. 

Streets got to his pedes and pulled the smaller scout into a man hug, laughing slightly. "It's been a while, Hornet! How have you been?" He let go of the mech and pat his head a little.

Hornet laughed, slapping his chest. "Been good, man! It sure has been quite a few cycles!"

Wheeler looked at the two with a cocked optic ridge. "Hornet, I thought you told me that you and Streets only knew each other briefly?" 

Hornet rubbed the back of his neck cables sheepishly. "Well... I didn't say that, I just didn't talk about it much."

Streets nudged Wheeler a bit playfully, smiling. "We both agreed to keep our friendship under wraps for a while. Both of our parental units are pretty famous, and we didn't want to seem like a power duo or something." He grinned wide, showing his derma.

The wrecker scoffed, but was smirking and nudged him back. "You sly dogs. Good to see ya, Jackie."

Rewind took his servo and shook it wildly. "Good to see you, Streets!"

The twins both collided into him suddenly, burying him into a hug. "Hiya, Street Jack!!" Graffiti cried, her faceplate turning a bluish tint. Miko gave him a lighter, more polite greeting, though she patted his arm for good sport. Street Jack was truly happy to see his wrecker friends, and hugged them back happily. 

Someone cleared their throat, and the group slid away from Street Jack to reveal the two new younglings of the group. They were obviously siblings, sharing similar builds and optic color, but that was almost all they had in common. The white mech was rather on the short side, though not as much as his sister, but had a stood proud and poised, in a very polite and standard manner. He had a calm and collected look, with a gentle smile that looked practiced. He extended his servo to the taller mech, his other arm occupied with several datapads. A studious one, much like himself.

"My designation is Tailwind," he said as they shook servos. "Please, call me Tailwind," he added with just the slightest hint of sarcasm in his tone. He grinned collectedly and bowed his helm respectively. 

Street Jack returned the gesture, liking his straight-forwardness. "A pleasure to meet you! Mine is Street Jack, if you didn't already know. My sire is Ultra Magnus, our principle?"