An Adjustment Period (Ep 2, Arcee) Jan 25, 2016 3:15:18 GMT -5
Post by arcee on Jan 25, 2016 3:15:18 GMT -5
"and Jack..He is the oldest of the children, correct?” Rotary's word drifted over to Arcee as 'Sadie' flipped the kickstand into place with her boot. "That is correct. Jack, Miko, and Raph attend the same school, but they are far apart in age that they don't necessarily share the same classes due to grade level." Arcee explained, recalling the explanation Jack gave her once.
Arcee scanned the parking lot for any sign of the other children. Miko and Raph would likely be exiting the school from a different door since the core of their classes were in a different wing than Jack's. She settled down on her tires, relaxing until it was time for the bell to ring.
"Well, Jasper is hardly a major metropolitan city. It's more like a small city or large town. Human children as a whole have much more energy than the adults which why the school would appear more active than the rest of the city. We'll make a pass of the park before we leave town."
“He should be here soon? Did you let him know you were not alone?” No sooner had Rotary asked, Jack appeared from around the bushes with his bicycle in tow beside him.
"Hey, Arcee, this is a surprise, woah!," Jack exclaimed when he hurried to the back parking lot to meet the two wheeler and not expecting the classic car parked in the spot next to her. Not to mentioned the elegant blue-eyed woman sitting in driver's seat. In typical Jack-fashion, the 16-year-old gaped awkwardly speechless.
"Jack meet Rotary, a new Autobot on the team." Arcee said with smirk decorating her tone. "Rotary, this is my human charge, Jack."
"Uh, hey!" Jack greeted, finally remembering his words. Arcee finally took pity on the poor human and explained, "Rotary hasn't seen much outside the base yet, so I was showing her town and we're heading for a drive in the desert. Want to tag along?"
"You have to ask?" Jack stated with a knowing smile, though he quickly frowned at a thought. "My helmet's back at the house. My mom would kill me if she found out I went riding without it and my bike-"
"Your spare helmet is in one of my subspace pockets," Arcee calmly interrupted the boy's worrisome ramble, "and I am sure Rotary wouldn't mind too much transporting your bike while we enjoy a drive on the road."
"That sound okay with you, Rotary?"