This is before TFM2:RoTF.

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I don't claim Transformers or own them either.

Hi, I'm Michael Angela Avielle. I'm a normal college girl that is nobody in school. I get good grades; I get to live my life on net and I'm special in a 'kind of way'. People talk about me being freaky but I call it special. What is special about me? I love science, that's all I'm going tell you.

Since I'm nobody, it was a blessing for me to have greater time and more money to spend for things I want with my status of no friends. I study greater and make my guardians happier when they see that their money is not wasted.

Currently, it's the beginning of a new adventure for me. I had graduated high school and got 23 on the overall rank. I guess being lazy has its points but still, I'm satisfied with it. I don't want another hissy fit again about me being the smart-ass of the school. I know things they don't know, okay? They just abruptly feel offended when I answer their questions.

Since college is new life, I decided to change. I'm trying to be more approachable not minding the fact that I'm a 5'7 ft. tall girl. This height is unique for us because I know the average height to be is 5'5. In my studies, I became more aggressive in learning since I get to choose my seat in the front and I became all out in getting higher grades; 1.75 at most being that 1.0 is the highest. I don't mind what rumors say about me. I'm a girl that deems high school life isn't the best time of your life. Heck, I loathe it.

Do you know where I'm attending college? Well, since my guardians don't want me to be far away from them, I decided to enter a university at the next town. It's a jeepney ride away but it was fine. I entered the least program I had in my mind to enroll in, it was the Accountancy program.

I thought that when I entered the first day of classes, everything was fine but then the president of the school had asked for my presence. What the heck does the president want with me?

Every single classmate of mine wondered as my new friends bid me good luck. I walked up the Administration building and felt a slight fear brewing in me. I can't seem to understand why I was being sent there. I'm just a freshman here. I still have a blank record and was planning to keep it being blank. I don't recognize the teachers and staffs here. I wasn't even disrespectful in any way since the morning. I hadn't offended anyone to the point that they would send me here!

I sighed and knocked on the door. Let's get this situation finished, I hate this because I'm a worry-wart and fear is not my greatest friend. When I had rapt the door 3 times, I heard a faint gruff voice said 'come in'. As I entered, I saw an old man overseeing the outside of the window.

"Good morning sir... I'm Michael Angela Avielle… you had asked for me, sir?" I greeted the man that had a clean cut hair. He had clothes to be boot as an American. It was like he was on a business meeting. His posture is of authority and was giving off a faint aura of 'don't mess with me'. Geez, he gives me goose bumps. What did I ever do to get his underwear in a bunch?

As he took his eyes away the window and saw me, he gestured me to sit. I did on the sofa that I deem to be the receiving area. I sat on the comfy couch and sat straight like I used to when I'm with others. It was no point on slouching with people I am not comfortable with.

The man in his forties had stridden to the seat in the front of mine. I choked as the heavy atmosphere had gone like it was nothing! He gave off a kind, gentle aura and smiled at me like I was a child to be calmed which I was. I feared that I had made my feelings be transparent but meh, better not to keep it more obvious than this.

"Good to see you in just mere minutes here, Ms. Avielle." He said with a smile.

"Well, sir, it is not an everyday occurrence that the president would like a visit from a freshman that has no title or of any rank from past organizations that I don't know I have. Did I do something wrong, sir?" I answered as politely as I could.

His faces showed his amusement and just wave my nervousness off.

"If you were in trouble, young miss, you should find yourself to be in the student affairs office that deals with student activities. Not here in my office." He said with a smile. That tone reassured me that I wasn't in any danger of getting my butt kicked off the premises. I raised my eyebrow and decided to ask.

"Mind if I get to know why I am here, sir?" If I wasn't even in trouble, why am I here? I seem to get into situations where I just blow myself up at the face which is unnecessary.

"Oh, about that… I just want to congratulate you, child. You, among the vast number of our students that have enrolled, were chosen to be a representative of the school for the exchange scholar-student program (ESSP)." I couldn't help be surprised as he informed me. I was on automatic when he had come beside me and shook my hand.

"Wha-?" That's all that I could utter.

"We had already processed the papers and got the permission from your guardians. They had said that it was a great opportunity. If you hold a good record there, you could become a permanent student." He informed. It took me a while to wrap the information but I had managed to understand. My guardians were in this. I was allowed to expand.

I grinned at the thought.

"Oh, okay! I would love to hear more about this, sir." I said and for the rest of the afternoon, I had been in that office asking all the questions I could think about. It was easy. I just had to step a top notch and be in the way. I still had a month to prepare but the sooner I get there, the better. The first day of classes in the states is of next month. I had limited time to prepare myself for my permanent settlement that I aim to get there.