《Optimus Prime Love Story (Transformers)》Chapter 2 Sam's Project
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"Mister Witwicky" Our history teacher called out.
I feel bad for are history teacher. I mean who wouldn't be when you have to deal with a class of annoying 16 years old.
Well, we are annoying like hell.
Sam walked up to the front of the class holding his backpack with him. He then turned it upside down so everything he had inside fell out on the table and some fell to the ground.
'Sammy going off with a bad start' I thought.
"Sorry, I got a lot of stuff" Sam said, trying to make an excuse. The class laughed at Sammy stupidity. I was trying not to laugh.
"For my Family.." Sammy began but couldn't continue because a rubber band came flying at him and hit him.
The class laughed a little. I knew who did it. So, I got myself a rubber band and send it flying at Trent. It hit his head and he turned around.
I send Trent a death glare with my eyes red.
How?
My eyes always gives me a little light of electricity whenever they change color.
He looked scared and turned around to not keep looking at my eyes.
I smirk knowing that I scared the shit out of him. My eyes turned back to normal.
"Okay, who did that! Responsibility people!"Our teacher shouted.
A little late if I might add.
"Ok for my family genealogy I did it in my great grandfather. Captain Archibald Witwicky. Very famous explorer. In fact he was one of the first to explore the Arctic Circle which is a big deal" Sam said.
Snow then stood up and started growling at Trent. I looked at him and saw that he was ready to shot another rubber band.
I shot another rubber band at him. He turned around again and I pointed another rubber band at him with a death glare with my red eyes.
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He stopped what he was doing and nodded that he was not going to do it. I nodded and my eyes turned back to normal. I then just listen to Sammy.
"In 1897 he took 41 brave sailors into the Arctic Shelf. So that's the story right. Here we have some instruments and tools used by the 19th century seamen" Sam said showing us the instruments.
The class bursts out of laughing but Sammy didn't care and continued.
"Silence" The teacher said holding a silence sign.
"This is a quadrant which you can get for 80 bucks. All this is for sale. By the way. Here we have this sextant" he said.
'Really Sammy this is not a yard sell you know'
Again the class erupted into giggles and laughing.
"50 bucks its a bargain and look at this, these are my grandfather's glasses. I haven't quite gotten them a prize yet but they have an interesting engraving" Sam said.
'Please, those are from someone important from your family don't sell them'
"Are you going to sell me his liver Mr. Witwicky this isn't a show and sell. It's the 11th grade. I don't think your great grandfather would be very proud of what you're doing" Our teacher said looking bored and annoying.
"I know. I'm sorry. It just that you know this is all going towards my car funds" Sam said.
"You can tell your folks. It's on eBay. I take PayPal. Cold hard cash works too and the compass makes a great gift for Columbus day" He said.
"Sam" the teacher snapped at Sammy
"Sorry. Well unfortunately my great grandfather the genius that he was. He up going blind and crazy in a psycho ward. Drawing these strange symbols and babbling on about some giant ice man that he thought he discovered...." Sammy was cut short by the bell ringing.
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Students rushed to the door to leave this hell chamber but not before are teacher send a last message to everyone.
"Okay might be Pop Quiz tomorrow might not. Sleep in fear tonight" he said trying to scare us.
I walked to where Sammy was.
"I will wait outside on the school entrance okay" I said and send him a smile.
"Thanks Scarlett" he said.
"No problem Sammy" I said and left.
I walk outside and waited for Sam to come out.
Some time pass and Sam come out happy. I already know what he got by just looking him.
"So" I asked.
"I got and A- but it's still and A" he said.
I nodded and walked to where Dad was waiting for us. Well, I told Dad that I will drive to the car lot by myself and he could take Sam.
"So?" Dad ask Sam.
"An A- it's still an A though" He said happy.
"Wait Wait Wait I can't see. It's an A" Dad said.
"So I'm good" Sam asked.
"You're good" was Dad respond.
Sam made a happy dance when he said that. Sam got on the Dad car.
"So, Scarlett you already know were to right" Dad asked.
"Yea Dad you told me" I replied.
"Wait you know where Dad is buying my car Scarlett and you didn't told me" Sam asked.
"Well, if I had told you it will not be a surprise" I said.
"Oh" was his response.
"Okay see you there then" Dad said and started diving away.
I sighed and went to my car with Snow following me. When I got there I saw Trent there as well.
"Hi Sweetie" he said with an ugly smile.
"Trent get out or I will have to use my metal bat on you" I said and Snow got in front of me and started growling at him.
He back away.
"Okay don't have to be so aggressive see you later then sweetheart" he said and left.
I sighed and caressed Snow head. I open the door and got her inside in the front seat. I rolled the window down because she likes to stick her head out.
I then turned my car on to follow Dad to were he was going to buy Sam first car.
'Sammy is going to be so mad when he sees were he is going to get his first car at' I thought.
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