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*I don't own Transformers or anything affiliated with Transformers. I only own my original characters and plots. All rights go to Michael Bay and Steven Spielberg.*

The warm air was comforting. I smiled and rolled over in bed, squealing when I fell to the floor. My eyes shot open and I looked around to see that I was not in my bedroom, but in the floor of Ironhide's cabin. I had almost forgotten that I had fallen asleep in here last night.

Ron was sitting in the same spot from last night, looking down at me with an amused yet tired expression. He held a hand out to me and I grabbed it before he very swiftly pulled me up to sit beside him.

"You're quite the clumsy femme," he teased.

I leaned my head against the seat.

"It's who I am," I chuckled.

He ruffled my hair and I smiled. Outside, I noticed that it was still dark.

"What time is it?"

"Approximately five thirty three in the morning," he answered.

I groaned. "Fucking hell. I have school."

He chuckled again. "I believe you'll survive."

I pouted and moved to open the door, but I was pulled back by two strong arms.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Ron's face was merely inches away from my own. I could feel the heat emitting from his breath, the slight smell of mint flooding into my nostrils.

"I was going to get ready for school," I answered.

"If I'm not mistaken, you have about twenty five minutes until your designated wake up time. You can stay a little longer," he smirked.

His hands moved to my waist and in seconds his lips were on mine. I moved my hands to his hair and lightly ran my fingers through it, causing him to deepen the kiss.

He was agressive yet delicate. He held me tightly, almost as if he were afraid I would slip through his fingers, only his grip was not tight enough to actually hurt me.

Just being right here with him made me happy. He may have been a twenty foot alien robot, but I did not care; I couldn't bring myself to. I still thought the same of him as I had before I knew what he was, and it was always going to be that way. I loved Ron, I loved Ironhide and it wasn't going to change any time soon, and honestly I hoped it wouldn't. I didn't care what anybody had to say about it either.

I kissed him one last time before pulling away. He had leaned his forehead against my own. This was an excellent way to start my morning.

"I'm sorry to cut the fun short, but I need to get ready for school."

He grunted and sat up, his eyes still on me. I crawled over to him and opened the door.

"You know you're welcome to come inside."

"I'll be in momentarily. Go get ready," he instructed me.

He placed a kiss onto my forehead before gently shoving me out of the truck. I jumped to the ground and walked to the front door, quietly heading into the house.

My parents were up already, but they wouldn't come downstairs until after six and I was thankful for that. I didn't need them asking me questions.

I ran up to my room and straight to my closet to pick out some clothes. I grabbed a peach colored shirt, my jean vest, a pair of black leggings, a matching scarf and my brown combat boots. After I finished I headed over to the bathroom to get ready, the process taking about forty five minutes which meant that I was ready very early.