A/N Hey, I'm finally here with the sequel to "So Believe". Life has just been pretty hectic lately, but things are starting to slow down… hopefully.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, only the plot and my own characters.

Part One

Control

Chapter 1

I couldn't help but put a little skip in my step as I made my way to my locker after school. It had been the last day of actual classes, with only two more days until the eighth grade promotion. Saying I was happy was an understatement.

With summertime just around the corner, I was going to be able to hang out with the Autobots more often. And since there had been a recent arrival of a group of new Autobots, I was looking forward to getting to know them better.

After shouldering my way through the crowd around the lockers, I finally made it to my own. I saw that my friends were already there, gathering their own belongings. With a smile, I jumped to the side of them and began to sing, "School's out for summer!"

Jenny smiled a bit, "Not yet."

"Well, it's close enough for me!" I stated. After undoing my lock, I looked into my locker. It was almost empty, except for a small binder, a reading book, and my backpack. Once I cleared everything out, I removed my lock and slammed the locker shut. "Won't be needin' this anymore," I said.

"Ugh, my backpack is so heavy," Rebecca complained.

"That's why I already took all my other crap home, like a smart person," I laughed. Rebecca made a face at me in annoyance, but I just continued to laugh.

"Can you believe it?" I asked as the five of us walked out of the school together. "This time next week we'll be freshies!"

"I know! High school's gonna be awesome!" Carrie agreed with me.

My friends began to talk about what they were going to over summer and began planning times to get together. My mood was saddened when I realized I couldn't really commit to hanging out with them over summer. With the Decepticons possibly keeping an eye (optic?) on me, the Autobots didn't want me to take any chances. And neither did I.

Soon the time came for me to leave the group and get to my ride.

"See you tomorrow!" my friends yelled.

"I'm skipping tomorrow!" was my reply. The following school day was the trip to Magic Mountain. My interest in rollercoaster's is very low, so spending the day at home was more appealing than walking around an amusement park for hours.

There was a pause before Jenny shouted, "See you Thursday!"

I laughed to myself as I continued down the sidewalk towards the golden yellow car near the other end of the street. As I got closer, I jogged the last few steps and stopped at the passenger door. I opened the door and, as carefully as I could, placed my bag on the floor. I quickly got myself into the car, closed the door behind me, and buckled the seatbelt.

Slouching in my seat, I put my feet on the dashboard of the car, a smile on my face. While I was busy in relishing in my bliss, someone started yelling at me.

"Hey, hey! Feet off the dashboard," the voice commanded.

I rolled my eyes and repositioned my legs to the floor. "Yes your Majesty," I muttered under my breath. I wasn't really trying to let him not hear me, it was just a habit. Sunny's holoform glared at me, but I just gave him a "whatever" look.

"What are you so happy about anyways? Don't you still have another three days of school?"

"Well, yeah, but today was my last day of actual school," I explained. It made perfect sense to me, but I could tell Sunny didn't understand. With a sigh, I tried again. "Tomorrow is the trip to Magic Mountain, so I'm skipping that, Thursday is practice for promotion, and Friday is promotion. Get it?"

"Got it."

"Good, 'cause I don't wanna repeat myself."

Silence followed our short conversation. I myself was daydreaming about finally being able to sleep in on week days, not having homework, and (with my mom's permission) hanging out at the 'Bot base. My thoughts soon turned to the road, though. The familiar sensation of turning was absent. Instead, we were moving along in the same straight line.

"Good goin'," I mock congratulated him while opening my eyes. My instincts had been right. Sunny was making his way past the gas station that we usually turned at. "You missed the turn."

"No I didn't," Sunny replied.

"Uh, yeah, you did. Your heading towards my house, not the base."

"Exactly."

I gave him a confused look. Why was he taking me back? Crossing my arms, I fixed a glare on his holoform. "You're not blowing me off, are you?"

His lack of a response was answer enough for me.

My jaw dropped, "You are blowing me off! I can't believe it! Well, actually I can since this is you we're talking about, but still! The nerve!"

Sunny just smirked. I continued to glare at his holoform in return.

"Autobots and military only today," he explained.

"But they let me in all the time!"

"Yeah, well there's an important meeting tonight."

"I thought I was 'part of the team'." I said using air quotes seeing as how Optimus said the same words a few weeks beforehand.

Sunny was silent for a moment before responding with, "You're underage."

The front door slammed as I stalked into my house. I was grumbling to myself about stupid alien robots, and their stupid meetings with the stupid government. My bag was swung ungracefully to the ground near the kitchen. I headed to fridge to find something to eat.

"You're back early," a voice sounded from behind me. I turned for a moment to see my mom sitting on the couch in the adjoining living room.

I closed the fridge door, being unsuccessful in my hunt for finding something appealing to eat, and scoffed, "I've been banished." My feet then took me to the pantry. Scanning it quickly, I grabbed a bag of chips and joined my mom on the couch.

She was watching the news, which was reporting boring topics like politics. I rolled my eyes, not understanding why she insisted on watching it. It was always the same stupid stuff every stupid day. Nothing exciting happened. Except when the Autobots crash landed in Palm Desert. I smirked at the memory, how the media was freaking out about how six giant meteors had landed in relatively the same place. I for one found their distress hilarious. Everyone else? Well… it apparently caused a lot of problems for everyone else.

"And why's that?"

"Huh?" was my intelligent reply.

"Why have you been 'banished'?"

I wrinkled my nose, "Some meeting… probably with a secret, underground government agency bent on taking over the universe." A few chips were inserted into my mouth. "I bet the Autobots are helping" I mumbled around my food.

"Then why do they have human friends?" my mom countered.

"It's just a façade," I explained. "They just want to get close enough to enslave our minds and then have us serve their every whim. And when they're done and have had their fun, they'll suck out our brains and turn it into energon!" I grabbed my head with both my hands, and pretended to be having my brain sucked out.

My mom merely sighed in response. "Sometimes I wonder if you need help."

Nodding my head, I settled back into the couch and continued to eat my chips as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, "I really do."

At first, all I heard was talking. There were multiple voices, and none sounded familiar. What the hell?

As my senses were coming back to me, and my mind started clearing up, I realized what the sound was. TV. I opened my eyes, but promptly shut them as harsh light practically blinded me. With a groan, I forced myself into a sitting position and blinked my eyes a few times. Looking out the window, I saw that it was dark outside. And since I could hear my mom in the kitchen, I was guessing it was somewhere between six and seven. A quick glance at the TV's clock confirmed my suspicion. Guess I fell asleep.

After stretching a bit and rubbing my eyes, I stood up. Once standing, I yawned and made my way to the island. I sat myself down into one of the bar stools, put my elbows on the glass bar, and rested my head on my hands.

"Dinner will be ready soon," my mom informed me. I looked to the right and saw two pots on the stove, one big, one small. Spaghetti.

I sighed in response and put my head down. It really wasn't the most comfortable position since my chair was higher than usual, but I didn't care at the moment. So. Bored.

A few minutes passed, and a plate was placed in front of me. I mumbled a quick 'thanks' before digging in.

Once dinner was out of the way, I grabbed my cell phone from my bag and went back to my room. I jumped onto my bed and flipped open my phone. A frown was soon set on my face.

No messages.

No calls.

I narrowed my eyes. They didn't even bother to call? Oh, just wait 'til I give them a piece of my mind! I scrolled through my contacts list, pressing the buttons harder than necessary. The Autobots had figured out a way for the humans to call their com links with a phone. It really did come in handy.

After I clicked the desired name, I put the phone to my ear. I waited for Sides to connect.

And waited.

And waited.

Frowning, I brought the phone away from my ear. I hung up, and tried calling his brother.

Still no answer.

Damn twins, I thought to myself bitterly. I threw my phone onto my carpeted floor, and fell back on my bed. There was definitely something going on… but what? This better not be one of their stupid pranks… or a setup for one of their stupid pranks.

With a sigh, I sat up and opened the laptop that was next to me, surfing the net for anything interesting.

After a while, I had a hefty list of bookmarks to videos that I knew the twins would be interested in. They rather enjoyed watching 'stupid squishies doing stupid things', as they had so kindly put it.

Satisfied, I closed the computer, and placed it on the ground next to my bed. I then stooped down to grab my phone, but had the urge to chuck it through the window once I flipped it open.

Still no word from the twins. Or anyone, for that matter.

I thought about calling them up again, but decided against. Instead, I called a different 'bot. Blurr will answer my call. He likes me.

Well, I thought wrong. My call was never connected, and I had to hang up. It was then that I started calling every Autobot on my phone.

I couldn't help the pounding of my heart when all of my calls had failed. There just had to be an explanation for it. What if they weren't allowed to see me anymore? What if they were in the middle of a battle? What the Decepticons attacked- Ok, ok, calm down. I forced myself to take a deep breath before starting to think it all through again.

Ok, what could they possibly be doing that would cause everyone to ignore my calls?

My brain tried and tried, but couldn't come up with an answer. It couldn't be patrols, because I'd called them before while they were patrolling. Their com links weren't down since Ratchet and Wheeljack had just checked them all a few weeks beforehand.

I was about to give up when I finally remembered something.

"Autobots and military only today… important meeting tonight."

That was it! The whole reason I wasn't even at the base. It was that stupid government meeting! I slapped my forehead with my hand. God, am I slow or what?

Satisfied with finding the problem, I was able to breath easy again and continue on with my night.

Somewhat of a short chapter. I'm hoping the next ones will be longer.

Remember, reviews are always welcomed and appreciated :)

-Panic Switch