Hey guys *waves sheepishly.* I'm a terrible person. I haven't updated my other stories in sooo long, then decide to post this. You have full permission to offline me.

Some of you all might've noticed me reviewing, favoriting, whatever on some of your stories. That's 'cause I read all the frickin' time and slack on my stories. See where being a terrible author comes into play?

Anyways, I do not own the characters- except Katlyn, Mariah, Marlyn, Logan, Michaela, Jazlyn, Dustin, anybody else I might've forgot and a few surprises later on. The idea of Transformers figures coming to life does not- and never wil- belong to me.

Please review and I'll continue!

(P.S. I know this idea is really late. Sorry.)

Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Katlyn Marie Coleman. Or, some of my friends call me Goodspark/'Spark. I just turned nineteen on May 22 (today is the twenty fifth) and moved out of my parents' house.

I know what you're thinking: "why did you move out before you go to college?" Well, it's simple.

I was able to graduate my Senior year really early since my grades and everything were so high. So, I've been out of high school since January. That pretty much means that I was home all the time whenever I'm not at one of my three jobs.

I moved out 'cause I felt bad for being home- which was only for a few hours admittedly, usually really late at night- and bugging my parents when I wasn't necessarily supposed to. They'd disagree wholeheartedly but still.

So, I managed to save up the money to buy myself an apartment just twenty minutes away so mom doesn't freak out. Besides, I want to stay as close to where I've lived my whole life as possible.

My nine year old sister, Allison,- most call her Ali- wasn't too keen on the fact but I promised I'd visit at least two or three times a week. And you get used to being around the kid after having to help watch her all the time since you were ten.

Oh, college. Sorry, I forgot. I'm not entirely sure if I want to go. I mean I've been given plenty of chances when it comes to scholarships but I'm just not sure.

I could go to become an author like I've always wanted. But I'd be doing that with my other three jobs since it is not a stable thing. And I'm just not sure if that would work out since I usually get home really really late. Midnight being super early.

Or I could join the military.

Or become a field medic for the army.

Or just stick with what I have now.

I mean, my job at Pizza Hut as a waitress/might-as-well-be-manager- I get paid a managers salary since I do about anything and everything- doesn't pay too too great. But it's enough to get me by. My work at Dustin's garage as a mechanic is slightly better. But my biggest charity is from fighting.

Before you spaz, yes, I do street fight. I've done it since I was fourteen and no, my parents and family are unaware and I'd like to keep it that way.

It doesn't bother me anymore that I do it. It's become a part of me and my life- non-life not withstanding. I hide my identity by using a fake name and a hoodie and such too so that isn't a problem.

Usually, I fight around four rounds but it all depends on what type of competition there is, how I'm feeling and if I need extra money.

And I have a friend- more of a brother to be honest- that always gives me a heads up on the latest fight and is there before me to scope out the competition.

I've never really had too many friends that I can trust exponentially. And it mostly started happening when I started ninth grade and my first year of high school. But he is one of them, along with maybe four others. Two of them are twenty two though, so I don't get to hang out with them a whole lot. The other two live in the same apartment though so now we can chill together all the time.

My benefiter- I guess you could call him- is named Logan. He's a few months older than me and lives about ten minutes away. The two twenty two year olds are Mariah and Marlyn. They're only about ten minutes from the apartment but are always busy with family and trying to figure out what they're doing. The other two are Jazlyn and Michaela. They're a few months older than me like Logan.

Yes, I'm the baby of our impromptu family. Don't patronize me.

Oh, and Logan helps at the garage sometimes. Mariah teases me and says that we're joined at the hip but that's just how I am with all of my family.

It's great that I have all of them around me since I don't know what I'm doing with my life. It still doesn't take away the loneliness of it all.

Having an apartment all to yourself isn't all that it's cracked up to be. Yeah, I could chill with Michaela and Jazlyn in their shared room or could've moved in with them- they did offer- but then that would defeat the purpose of moving in the first place if I'm going to bother them. And I guess I have my Transformers 'collection.'

I've been a die hard fan since I was around five or six.

My room back at the house used to be /completely/ covered in posters, pictures and different facts and other muses from the many years of obsession that still clings to me this day.

So naturally that moved with me.

Every room in this house- the kitchen, my bedroom, the bathroom, small extra room, three closets, living room- has Transformers oriented stuff in it.

I'd peeled every bit of paper and my posters off my walls- it was as frustrating and more as I'd imagined it'd be- and pasted them up somewhere in this joint.

I even made a splurge trip with Michaela and Jazlyn to Walmart and the mall and came back out with several more posters, shirts, jackets and figures.

The kitchen has one poster of all the generation one Autobots and Decepticons on it. Everything else is of other things I like such as Marvel characters and Ben 10 and some picture frames of my family and friends. It's one of two rooms like that.

The living room has all the pictures of my family and friends, or the few dogs I've had.

The bathroom has a poster on the front of the door- facing the hall.

The three closets each have a huge collection of photos. Each of different 'bots/'cons from different 'verses.

The extra room has my three stacks of Transformers story notebooks, DVD's, the packagings of all the bots I've collected,- I don't know why I keep them, I just do- all my comics and books, some boxes with random papers, bios,- from the boxes they came in- or statistics. Along with posters, numerous papers hanging up and photos and such of my favorite YouTubers.

Last is my room. Theres a photo of the Star Saber and several other weapons on my door. A huge arrangement of posters, pictures, papers, etc completely cover my four walls and the ceiling. One of the posters is a huge one of all the different Autobots and Decepticons from all the 'verses I've watched behind my bed that I made with a friend I used to have that had a job making posters. But my main treasure is my collection of figures.

I have to keep furniture to a minimum- even in a room as big as this- so that I can fit them. Heck, I had to build shelves for them!

They're all lined up in their respective 'verses- or how I felt like arranging them- across the expanse of the wall- which is about the size of two and a half me's and I'm 5'9- with the Autobots on top and the Decepticons on the bottom. I made sure there was enough space so you could see everybody and they weren't shadowed too.

But let's just say there are A LOT more Autobots than Deceptions.

My collection is as follows: Bayverse Jetfire, Ironhide, Bumblebee, Wheelie, Grimlock, Strafe, Scorn, Barricade, Blackout, Scorponok and Bonecrusher. Animated Blurr. Robots In Disguise (2015) Strongarm. Comic Drift. Transformers Prime Beast Hunters Predaking. And Generation One Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, Optimus, Wheeljack, Prowl, Jazz, Ratchet, Ultra Magnus, Mirage, Hound, Elita, Chromia, Arcee, Bluestreak, Red Alert, Smokescreen, Inferno, Skyfire, Swoop, Sludge, Slag, Snarl, First Aid, Megatron, Soundwave, Skywarp, Thundercracker, Starscream, Ravage, Laserbeak, Buzzsaw, Rumble, Frenzy and Ratbat.

I have a lot of Generation Ones 'cause that's the version I like most bots/how they look.

Except Ironhide. I like Bayverse him better surprisingly. Maybe it's the fact that he's bright red in G1 which doesn't seem to match his personally..

I don't know though.

It was quite a task to hunt down most of them. I didn't have any of the G1's when I was a kid so I had to wait until a few years ago when I started to get my own money to get them. Most of the Bayverse's too unfortunately.

All of my friends know about my obsession by the way, incase you were wondering.

Of course, how could they not?

You can just barely open the door and be able to tell straight away.

They're cool with it and have become quite fascinated in all the information I have learned over the years. Logan is the most curious though.

Speaking of Logan, it's about time to head to the alley.