Hey everyone, so to any readers of my previous stories sorry : ( but my Worlds apart story is most likely going onto a hiatus as i revamp it. My character and story i think started out good but then just turned...slightly sue-ish because i was trying so hard to get chapters out and to write.
So while i rewrite i am posting this story that i have been working on for some time : ) I've always been a big transformers nerd, i grew up with the animated series so i figured why not? I am always in the mood for a good transformers fic.
In typical Bellaxmonster style it will have romance in it, though minimal at the beginning, i have a story line plotted out for the last two movies in the series.
So it will start in ROTF because the first movie should just not be messed with, most OC's become too third wheelish, in my opinion.
It will be a BeeXOC story, friendship/romance.
Enjoy, reviews and critiques are love. Also i am looking for a Beta reader : )

Bumblebee

Bumblebee let out another metallic groan, this truly wasn't fair. He glared up at the window where the reason for his discomfort lay unaware of his Ill-intent. Bee had never known that he could ever dislike a human so much without ever even interacting with them until now.
How could Sam do this to him? They had saved the world together for Primus's sake! He was Sam's first car and if it weren't for him Sam could kiss Mikaela goodbye because she would never have said hello to him in the first place. And how did he thank him? By running off to college and leaving him in the care of a neglectfull, sulking femme who hadn't even given him a second glance.
Another metallic sigh echoed through the garage as Bee thought over the events of the past week.

"Look Bee, I know I haven't taken you out much lately and I'm sorry but things have been kind of crazy lately." Static filled the air while Bee searched for a station and soon 'One' by three dog night paired with the spritzing of wiper fluid was causing Sam to roll his eyes.
"No need to be a drama queen" He scolded and flicked off the radio. "My cousin is coming to stay with us for awhile, her parents died in some freak car accident in texas, last time I saw her was before dad's and her dad's big argument over our great grandfather. Her dad always claimed he was crazy, dad would never admit it though and last I remember they parted on bad terms." He chuckled darkly, "if only Uncle Jim could see us now, bet he wouldn't think Grandpa was crazy anymore" Sam laughed and shook his head. Before looking out the window as the call for Flight 932 pickups echoed over the speakers.
"Well, here goes nothing" he muttered and Bumble tightened his seat belt to try and comfort his charge.

Sam was right to be nervous. This Femme was a handful, and she hardly spoke! The entire Witwicky house had been on red alert all week, bending over backwards to try and cater to the girls needs and she never even left her room except to go to the bathroom. Sam was never allowed to eat in his room and he often tiptoed around the house at night to sneak food up to his room, but Judy kept a constant flow of tray's filled with food circulating through the girls room. He didn't understand it.

The ride home was quiet, Sam kept fidgeting and Bumblebee would tighten his strap or purposely hit a pothole to try and get Sam the message to calm down. His constant moving was making Bee uneasy as well.
"So it's been awhile huh, Bia?" Sam tried; the small girl who sat in the passenger seat smiled softly and nodded but made no other move to keep the conversation going.
Just one heart that needs to open Just one word will break the ice. Bee tried and his engine rumbled with laughter as the girl nearly leapt out the window with an "Aye Dios Mio!" Sam apologized with a few quick thrusts to his dash going with the ever common "radios busted". She calmed down slightly then but still looked warily at the radio and brought a finger to her lips and Bumblebee quickly swerved sharply causing her hand to fly from her mouth.
He was not about to let her leave anymore fingernails lying about on his upholstery. Fingernail biting was one human habit that Bumblebee could never get over.
Sam hissed at him swearing that if he didn't knock it off he would have Mikaela come over and take him apart.
"Are you ok Sam?" A small voice called and Sam sheepishly smiled at Bia who had finally spoken up. Her thumb was back at her Lips and with a small sigh Bee gave up.
"Ya, sorry my steering is a little touchy. Just got it fixed" he lied, she nodded and turned back to looking out the window.
The females speech pattern was different than Sams, her words had a small lilt to them and her R's had much more emphasis than the rest of her letters.
"You have an accent now." Sam commented causing her to blush and shrug her shoulders up to her ears.
"Yes well, English is not spoken much back home. Even dad tried to speak Spanish, no matter how bad he was at it" she trailed off and Sam scrambled to keep the conversation from going stale.
"Uh, well, it's really nice. I mean guys love accents, I think it's hot!...Not that I think your hot! I mean you are but you're my cousin and I didn't mean it like that, I just meant that your accent isn't…bad" Sam finished, giving up on trying saving himself.
Small peals of laughter caused Sam to smile, deciding that his screw up wasn't that bad considering it had brought a smile to Bia's face.
"You are still so funny!" she chided, "just like when we were young! Such a jokester!" Sam counted this one as a win in his book.

Bianca Zaragoza-Adelita Witwicky. Her family lived right on the border of Texas, her mother being from Mexico needed the Hispanic support. Bumblebee had looked up all her files, where she was Born, her elementary school records, health records, everything. Even after reading through the articles on her Fathers accident, and her Mothers obituary He still couldn't bring himself to feel sorry for or like the small human femme. After all it was her fault that his systems were cramped and his exterior was coated with dust. He longed to transform out of his Alt mode and move around, work his legs and shake off the grime. Yet he couldn't even stretch his legs as a car. Sam warned him about not taking off unless one of his parents made the show of taking him out so as not to arise suspicion with Bia like he had done with Sam all those months ago, But, Ron and Judy had left yesterday For their trip to Paris, and what a production that had been.

They had just Gotten Sam off to college the day before and Bumblebee still sat pouting in the driveway at being left behind. This just wasn't fair! He had been looking forward to college since Sam had sent out his applications and he had been rejected in just a matter of moments. Now he was watching Ron and Judy argue over the Paris trip.
"Ron we can't just leave her here alone! She just lost her parents!" Judy argued as Ron hefted their packed bags into the car.
"Judy, the trip is already paid for, we can't cancel now" he called over his shoulder causing his wife to frown and cross her arms.
"I can't believe you! You would leave a poor girl alone in her time of need. Your own flesh and blood even! What would your brother say?" Ron spun around, face flushed.
"My brother is dead Judy, and we have taken in his daughter. What more can he want from me?" he fumed, still sore at their last argument, though mostly hurt that he never got to say goodbye on better terms " This trip has been planned for months, and I know it's at an inconvenient time but life is full of inconveniences. No sacrifice no Victory" Judy scowled at him and turned around to stomp back inside "You know, that's exactly the attitude that sent your brother running off and kept my niece from me all these years!" she accused but was stopped when she saw said niece standing at the door.
This had been the first time bee had seen the Femme since she had Ridden home in him and he felt slightly guilty at his ill will towards her.
Her long hair was matted and looked like she hadn't brushed it in days, her dark eyes were rimmed red and slightly puffy, an irritated red tipped her nose and her cheeks were flushed.
One of her old shirts hung off her slightly curvy, plump frame, A plain blue t-shirt, and a simple pair of khaki shorts that still had the price tag hanging off of it decorated her bottom.
"Aunt Judy, please worry about me. I don't want to cause trouble really, Por favor, go." Her voice was rough and her accent lilted her words and made her sound even more pitiful. Judy sighed and took her into her arms.
"Oh honey, you're not causing any trouble. This isn't your fault." She let Judy hold her, but made no move to hug her back.
"Please Aunt Judy. Go. I'll be ok." After a few more minutes of back forth between the two women Judy agreed to go, albeit unwillingly.

So now it was just him and Bia. And she had made herself scarce. So annoyed, cramped, and longing for interaction Bee went to his last resort.

He rumbeled with laughter as he saw the brown headed mess jerk into sight and watched as she squinted down at the yard and her eyes locked on him, alarms blaring, lights flashing. She heaved a sigh and disappeared from view, a few minutes later appearing at the door.
She still stood in the same clothing from before, Her face looked even worse, pale, swollen, and red.
She squinted at the light before making her way towards him. She stuck the key in the lock and Turned it, which should have turned off his alarm, but he wasn't done yet. After the alarm didn't cease she sighed and pulled his door open, sliding into his driver's seat and began clicking the lock button, nothing. So she began to push buttons all over his dash, searching for the one that would turn off his systems.
Finally he grew bored, seeing as she wasent going to do anything but continue to push buttons and turned his alarm off of his own accord.
"Finally" she muttered and leaned back in his seat. He expected her to head back inside then but surprised him by sticking the keys in his ignition and starting the car up.
Backing out of the drive way she drove slowly down the street, and Bee couldn't help the groan of his engine. If felt so good to be moving again, then noticed the human had not put her seatbelt on and clicked it on for her, causing her to jump.
She grabbed at the belt and pulled but he wouldn't let up on his hold. Sam had been very clear about protocols with Bia in the car seeing as her parents had just parished in an automotive accident and one of the first rules was the seatbelt rule.
Sighing she went to unbuckle the belt but bee was fed up.
He took control of the wheel and pulled down a road and his radio flickered on

Click it or ticket! A voice boomed through the radio with sirens in the background. She gasped and began to fight for control of the wheel which he let her have back.
Unfortunately though she quickly u-turned at the next light and traced her route back home, the whole time muttering about how the car was possessed.
She screamed out right as his radio blared on again

Shut up and drive! At that point they were in the drive way and she pulled the keys out of the ignition quickly and stumbled out of the car staring wide eyed as the engine still rumbled. He watched amused as she made the sign of the cross and blubbered out a prayer before optimus's voice flickered over his Comm link, calling him back to base to go over recent decepticon action.
He debated trying to coax the human to come with him, not sure if leaving her home alone was the best idea but quickly decided against it as she turned and ran into the house slamming the door shut.
He pulled out of the drive way, and chuckled softly at the sight of two brown eyes watching him from behind a pair of drawn shades.

BIA

She hated it here. That much she had decided, she hated the large houses that seemed much too big for the number of occupants it held, hated the large fenced yards that kept everyone separate, hated the perfectly green grass that decorated every yard, hated the bustling streets that were full of foul smelling cars, she hated that her parents had left her like this.
Sure they said everything was bigger in Texas, but she grew up in a predominately Hispanic community, with small quaint houses, and small Panaderias that she visited daily for a fresh Concha. She rarely ventured out of her community and was now regretting that she didn't join her father more when he offered to take her out with him.
Everything about this place made the lump in her stomach heavier, even this car drove her crazy as its radio kept flicking on and startling her.
Her knuckles were white from clutching the rosary from around her neck. She was too embarrassed to speak anymore, knowing that her time in Texas had also left her with a small accent from speaking Spanish so often, not that she had much desire for conversing with a cousin she barely knew anymore.
The Witwicky house was much the same as she had remembered, her uncle kept his yard perfectly tidy, and the house stood beautifully against the sun but Bia could only scowl at it. This wasn't her home.
Her Aunt had wrapped her up in a quick hug just as she had expected and she quickly tried to dismiss herself, not able to keep up with the day's events.
She still shook slightly from the flight she had to take, she got stuck in a five foot tree just last month, too afraid to climb down and they expected her to stomach flying thousands of feet above the ground? She felt sorry for the poor man who sat next to her, who she more than once grabbed onto when the plane shook slightly.
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The room they had given her was plain, but still to perfect and clean for Bia's tastes. The white sheets of the bed gave her a headache and she sighed seeing the bags of new clothes that perched at the foot of the obviously new sheets.
She quickly moved them from their spot next to the dresser, not having enough energy to put them away in the drawers and collapsed on the bed.
She hated South Gate, California

The Day's passed in a blur, and she couldn't care less. Trays of food appeared and disappeared from her night stand, rarely would the Witwicky family attempt to make conversation with her, which was just fine with her.
Her lips were dry and chapped and her eyes stung from the constant flow of tears that left her with a pounding headache and stuffy nose. She must have looked a mess, but what did that matter? She rarely left her room, let alone the house; no one was going to see her.
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It was on the fifth day after her arrival that Sam left for college, he tried to stay upbeat around Bia, which she greatly appreciated and tried to return some of his energy but felt she failed miserably.
"freshmen can't have cars on campus so I am leaving Bee here" she still couldn't believe he named the devil car. And with no originality, a yellow and black stripped car named bumblebee, how unique! "So while I'm away he is all yours!" he beamed handing her a small chain of keys.
"Thanks Sam" her voice was rough from not using it and she tried her best at a small smile but was afraid it had come out as a grimace.
"And my number is programmed into the phone that mom and dad gave you, so if you have any questions, or if anything weird happens don't be afraid to call" he advised and she nodded, setting the keys down on her nightstand, not intending to ever use them, and stood up giving Sam a weak hug.
"Goodbye Sammy," she whispered, using her childhood nickname for the boy.
He hugged her back before Ron's voice called up from the yard telling him to hurry it up.

She almost sighed in relief when she watched Ron and Judy pull out of the driveway finally, not that she was ungrateful for what they had done for her or anything, but she just felt like they were expecting something from her and she wasn't sure what it was.
Judy would always pause when leaving her room and Bia would pretend to busy herself with something which would result in a sigh as Judy departed.
Ron seemed to try almost too hard sometimes, and often asked about her late father and how he was, if he ever talked about old times they had together.
She heard them at night, Ron comforting Judy telling her that it was completely normal, that she had just suffered a great loss. That it would take time for her to come around and open back up.
Now, it was just her for the next two weeks. A weight lifted from her chest and for the first time she left her room and walked throughout the entire house.
As she entered the living room she paused and her entire body went rigid, she was unsure of how to proceed before walking up to the shelf full of pictures and gently turned one face down so she could no longer see the beaming faces of her parents stare back at her.

It was only the second day of being alone in the Witwicky House when a loud alarm pierced through her restless sleep. Her heart nearly burst from her chest and she looked out the window to see the car Sam had left her was beeping and flashing its lights wildly.
She heaved a sigh and made her way down stairs, grabbing the keys and cautiously stepped outside.
The sun light burnt her eyes and she paused, squinting to get used to the brightness. She debated on grabbing a blanket off her bed and laying outside as she neared the car.
She turned the key in the lock which always did the trick back home when her father's old car's alarm went off, nothing, she plopped down into the driver's seat and tried the locks, nothing. Letting out an annoyed sigh she began to push buttons that looked promising. After a few moments of this the alarm finally quit and she sat back looking at the wheel.
She was already here, might as well go for a drive, get out for a while. She reasoned with her self feeling a slight bout of cabin fever beginning to kick in as she slid the keys into the engine. As they turned onto the street she noticed a small groan come from the engine and made a note to ask Sam if there were any problems with the car.
Her heart nearly stopped when the seat belt snapped around her waist of it's own accord and tried to loosen it as it sight tightly against her chest. But it wouldn't budge, jumping again when the radio shot of broadcasting a police message and once again when the wheel jerked out of her grip.
She gave up on the belt and tried to gain control of the vehicle once more, which she did and quickly turned home.
This was a devil car! As she pulled into the driveway she outright screamed as the Radio turned back on, even louder this time and belted a Rhianna song, Pulling the keys out of the ignition she stumbled out and landed on her rear.
She watched with wide eyes as the car continued to run and said a quick prayer and made the sign of the cross, she wasn't the best catholic, she didn't pray every day or say ten hail mary's everytime she cursed in fact she drove her mother crazy when she refused to wake up for church some Sundays, but she knew enough to know when the work of the devil was afoot.
So she ran, slamming the door shut she sighed and slid down it to rest on the floor. Hearing the crunching of gravel she peeked out of the window that sat next to the door and watched it disappear from the drive way.

So there's the first chapter, again, reviews are always much appreciated but will not run this story because I'm writing it for me : ) again looking for beta and have a dandy day!