Strugglebus Stories

High school is cruel. Be friends with the right people, date the right guy, have the right grades, drink the right stuff and you might survive. Lyne is 16 and doing well in school. Or she was. A family "accident" causes her to be ripped from the clutches of her school counselling and the bookwork that had kept her destracted. Her parents won't let her see her therapist becuase they are embarrassed by their daughter. They blame her. But its not her fault. She finally finds a way to meet up with the only friend she has ever had. The truth is out. And so are the knives.

For millions of years humans assumed they were the only living things in the universe. Then it narrowed to their Galaxy. But humans wouldn't be able to comprehend what was really out there, what other organisms live out there. On other planets, in other galaxies. Like, The Alpha Centerial Star System, holding a planet humans would otherwise consider science fiction. Cybertron. Nothing good ever does. The cube. So when their planet died, and Opitmus sent his best scout to find it, entrusting him with the last known signal of the cube. And B-127 chased it to Earth. And he found the boy who held all the answers. And they got their answers. They got the cube. And they killed Megatron Or so they believe.

Just because you're basic, often described as average and firmly rooted in reality doesn't mean you can't have a fairy-tale romance, right? According to Dana, it doesn't. All you have to do is be authentic, proactive and only slightly insane. There's nothing particularly special about her life, but that's not always a bad thing. Dana might be on the edge of settling, but one trip to Europe could change the game completely.

"We'll show them."

In which a girl named Veronica and her twin brother Sam accidentally get an alien as their first car. ------------------------------------------ !!Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username!! This is ocxcanon!! Bumblebee is paired with my oc veronica in this, but there isn't anything directly that makes it obvious besides long looks and sweet words. Cannon typical violence and Jazz does not die, there could be a second book after this. Things are subject to change. Happy reading!

You can't catch a fox by staring down the trail it left. You know that part well; predict and prepare for the step ahead. A void will not fill itself. To restore parity, you must leave all that is known - the comfort of its nostalgia - as it will do you no more good. Fall deep into an abyss of unknown. Forget all, forgive all, and let freedom reign. You cannot seek the solution if you are shackled to the problem. If there was something truly precious once had that is now lost, it will not be regained by moving backward or remaining stagnant. Though moving forward without it is a mountain insurmountable, it holds the only chance of a life worth living.

This is Katennah. Or Kat. This is an account of her days, or hours. I refuse to call this a diary or a journal. It is not. It is the rants and frustrated experiences of a so-called average teenager.

My random thoughts