Transformers (Reader Insert)

Picking up Mikaela

Sam: Yeah, I'm the big brother that he had his back all the time.

Michael: Oh actually, we had to go back. Our Dad needs help working on his car...so yeah.

Trent: Well it's good seeing you man.

[Trent offered them a fist bump. Sam and Michael bumps back as he salutes and leaves. The brothers went back in their cars]

[The radio in the Camaro starts working randomly and "Who's Gonna Drive You Home?" starts playing]

Sam: [Throught the walkie talkie] Um Michael, you might wanna buckle up in your ride.

Sam: [Through the walkie talkie] Okay.

[They both started driving towards Mikaela]

Sam: Mikaela. It's Sam, Witwicky. I don't want to get ya stranded or anything. You sure. Listen I was wondering if I could give ya a ride home in my car to your house.

Michael: [Through the walkie talkie] Wow, smooth moves. (Sam then opened the passenger door for Mikaela) There ya go.

Sam: So.

Mikaela: I can't believe that I'm here right now.

Michael: [Through the walkie talkie] Well guess what, believe it or not you're with the biggest dork I've ever know.

Sam: [Chuckles nervously] Yeah, he is always like this.

Mikaela: Oh no, I just meant that, I'm in this situation, just that I'm always in cause I don't know I guess I just have a weakness for hot guys with tight abs and really big arms.

Michael: Okay honestly I'm gonna say that is one of the most stupidest weakness I've ever heard of.

Mikaela: Well it's not like you world know anyways. Are you new here, is he new here is it your guys first year here?

Michael: Well Sam was here in 1st grade, I was in kindergarten.

Mikaela: Really?

Sam: Yeah long time.

Mikaela: We'll do we have any classes together?

Sam: Oh yeah, yeah History, Language Arts, Math, Science.

Mikaela: Sam?

Sam: Sam yeah.

Mikaela: Sam Witwicidy?

Sam: Sam Witwicky.

Mikaela: I know, I'm so sorry.

Sam: No it's fine.

Mikaela: And your um Michael Witwicky? [She asked while picking up Sam's walkie talkie looking at the rear mirror where Michael is driving his Solstice].

Michael: Yep, it sounds crazy to you, that I am 11 years old driving.

Michael: You are 11 and you know how to drive?!

Michael: Yeah long story.

[Suddenly Sam's car stopped working and stops by a small little cliff area.]

Sorry, still working on the kinks here.

[Michael followed and braked his car.
The radio then turned on yet again and Sam was trying to figure out the controls on it]

Michael: The radio is just so weird.

Sam: Look, this isn't something, look I wouldn't try this on you, you know cause this is a romantic friend type thing, that I'm not trying to do you know, I'm a friend of yours, I'm not a romantic friend, romantic friend don't do this I mean I'm not that kind of friend.

Mikaela: Just pop the hood.

Sam: Shut up! Shut up! [Kicks the car radio.

Michael: Well that's more like it.

[Michael watched the two checking the engine while eating popcorn in the driver seat of his car.]

Mikaela: You know what I'll just walk home, good luck with your car. (Grabs her things and leaving)

Sam: Alright.

Mivhael: [Through the walkie talkie] Sam come on, now is not the right time to be acting up like this.

Sam: [Pleaded as he got back in the car and sat in the driver seat and continues on restarting the car] No no no no no, come on please.

[After a while the Camaro had finally started working and along with that, the radio played another song "Baby Come Back". Sam went to quickly close the hood of the car and hopped back in. Sam then turned the car around and told Mikaela to hop in. Michael turned the Solstice around and follows his brother.]

...

[Sam had safely brought Mikaela home without any messup this time with Michael following him behind]

Sam: [Slightly cleared his throat] There it is.

Mikaela:,I had fun, but still you know thanks for listening.

Sam: Oh yeah.

Mikaela: You think I'm shallow huh?

Sam What, no no I think, there's a lot more than meets the eye with you.

Mikaela: Okay.

Sam: Yeah.

Mikaela: Yeah, I'll see you at school.

Sam: [Mumbles] Stupid, more than meets the eye.

Michael: It's true though, there is more to than meets the eye.

Sam: Yeah, whatever man.

[Sam and Michael drove their cars back to their home]