MEETING A DREAM // PT:1
*ULTRA MAGNUS* EDITION
~2ND POV~
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You were a rule-breaker. You were the most bada** beautiful person in the school. Respected by all the students (at least, that's what you thought), you made friends with all the jocks and some nerds, but they were a real help when it came to succeeding in class.

But you were new, too. These friendships were made in such a short time, and yet they were already your besties. You had joined the Decepticon side of the students because of your behavior. Honestly though, your tough facade was making you grow weary.

You had been going to the school for a week! You met only a small few of the Autobots, and they weren't too warm towards you. You were the enemy, so it was understandable. Because you were on the decepticon's side, and you were female, you were flirted with.

You hated flirting. Cheesy pick up lines and cutesy nicknames made you sick. But, there wasn't much you could do about it. You may have been a rule-breaker, but that didn't mean you couldn't break people.

   Soon enough, you were assigned a certain someone to keep you in check. You were pretty close with Megatron, considering him as much of a brother as Optimus once did. That meant bad news for everybody.

   As a new student, was this really needed? Some by-the-book-boy to keep you from doing your natural thing? Rule-breaking was more of a hobby, is what you'd say. You had yet to meet this man; he was an Autobot that was just a grade above you. Straight A's, a serious personality, and has the respect of everyone from the Autobots to the principal.

   You didn't get it, but even so, it wouldn't stop you from being you.
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   Almost five minutes later, the teenager strolled into the classroom, carrying his laptop bag and binder. You were sitting with your chair leaning back, feet crossed on top of the desk. You were absorbed in your game of Broken Ages, fully aware that he came in.

   You weren't aware of who, though. He let out an intimidating 'eh-hemm'. You let out a sigh, turning off your phone and sticking into the pocket of your jacket. You fixed your position, making you sit on the chair properly, your elbows on the desk, your head on your fists.

   He was a hunk, but you kept your surprise on the inside.

   "And who might you be?" I asked, bored. He let out a huff.

   "My name is Ultra Magnus. I'm assuming you are Y/N?" He asked, putting his laptop bag on the desk to your left.

   "Aye aye captain. What's up?" You asked, giving him a toothy grin. He sighs, not answering your question. You would be a bit of hard work, especially since you were a Decepticon. You were pretty, he'd give you that. Magnus kept his thoughts to himself.

   "Do you have any homework?" He asked instead. You nodded.

   "Tons."

   "Then do it. I'm here to see you'll finish it, and turn it in." Magnus answers. You groaned.

   This man would be the death of you.