14 or so

a TF fanfic based on knowledge from the film's only.

A old man in gold clothing sat at the buss stop, one that was long since taken out of use.
"Don't bother him" I could hear someone say to others, so many people just passed by like he even didn't exist, so in the end I did.
Walked over to this man, "Excuse me, but the busses are long since taken out of use. "
Electric blue eyes looked up at me, I almost cursed out loud as they were the blue looking as in the transformer movies. His eyes blue as the Autobots, just his had a golden white edge to them.
"Thank you, young girl.." before looking away, maybe I scared him with my reaction.
"Do you need help finding an other one? were are you traveling to mister?" as I had taken the initiative I could try my best to help him.
"Mission City to get Jazz.."
"Slag" was last thing I remember saying as I felt torn inside out as everything around me changed.