Y/n looked at all the cars sitting about. She just got her driver's license and she wanted a car. After working for almost a year non stop, she gained 4,000 dollars.

"Mm honey look, this one is nice," her mom said putting her hand on the windowsill. Y/n scrunched her nose in disgust. The car was a red minivan.

"Well, find one," her mom mumbled, getting frustrated. They had been here for far too long.  Y/n rolled her eyes in annoyance.

  "Mom, you basically brought me to a junkyard!" She crossed her arms, not satisfied with the hunks of metal sitting about.

Y/n searched down the isles of cars and her eyes were glued on a magnificent car.

Y/n whistled and jogged towards the car.

Y/n almost tripped because of her converse laces, which always seemed to be untied. 

She came up to the car and looked at the sign which read:

Black and yellow Camaro

Y/n whistled again and sat on her knees and lightly touching the rim like in was glass. "Wow."

Her eyes couldn't get any bigger.

Y/n's mom finally got to her and she looked at the car with a weary face.

"I-I want this car," y/n said in awe. There was an electric pull between her and the Camaro and she wondered why. Maybe she just really wanted it.

Her mom studied the car, "Oh, sweetie there's probably better cars-" she started, but Y/n cut her off.

"No I want this one, in putting my foot down," she stomped her foot. She was getting this car. It was her money, her choice.

A boy who looked 17 came around. "That one's special," he said.

Y/n turned to face him and smiled.

"Even though it's rusty and has been through a lot doesn't mean it can't run," he spoke again.

"Yeah thank you, Y/n we'll pass," her mom said pulling her daughter away by the arm.

"No! I'm going to pick the car I want! I'm the one who has to buy it, and I'm the one who has to drive it!" Y/n shouted yanking herself from her mother's grip.

They always butted heads.

"Fine. But there could be better..." her mom mumbled

"None are better than this one," Y/n whispered.

"Okay, that would be 4,000 please," the boy said.

Y/n dug in her pockets and grabbed 4,000 dollars.

"I'll get the paperwork," he left to get the papers and y/n kept sliding her hands across the hood.

Her heart thumped with happiness.

The boy came back and handed her a clipboard.

"Sign here,"

She handed the envelope of money and the clipboard back him and asked, "What's your name?"

"Sam. Sam Witwicky."

"Thank you Sam. I'm Y/n" she said shaking his hand.

"Nice to finally talk to you. See you at school," Sam said smiling.

"Hey, you go to my school?" Y/n asked.

"Yeah, I- I do." He said nervously laughing.

"R-really?" She asked, awkwardly laughing too.

"Actually I'm in four of your classes," Sam said instantly making y/n feel guilty for not seeing him before.

"Oh. Here's my number and my address. You can join me and my mother for lunch, if you want, go ahead and invite someone if it would make you more comfortable," y/n said smiling.

She was naturally a nice person and wanted to make it up to Sam.

"Yeah! That sounds good." Sam said back a little too excited.

Y/n smiled back and opened her new cars door. She hesitated, but y/n finally jumped in.

Rubbing her hands on the steering wheel y/n spoke softly.

"You and me. We're Are going to have a lot of avengers." 
(adventures, lol I spelt it wrong but I couldn't change it bc I was laughing/ crying  from the comments)

Her Mom suddenly opened the door with a stern face.

"Straight home!" Her mom said sternly pointing her finger at y/n.

"Okay mom I will," y/n lied nibbling her lip, hands in the air like she was being arrested.

"Hey mom, your taking silver race aren't you?" Y/n asked. We always named our cars.

Mom nodded "Yeah, taking old silver"

"Alright.... We'll see ya at home" y/n said smiling patting her cars dashboard. 

"Okay sweetheart, drive safe" mom said snapping her fingers.

"Phhh me not driving safe! Haha so not real! Haha oh my gods mom" y/n said laughing while rubbing her neck.

The car did a quick roar snapping Everyone out of their thoughts.

"Yeah." She said, loss for words.

Mom shut the door and jogged to her car.

  Y/n studied her car and smiled when she saw a little engraving of an alien or robot looking thing at the middle of the steering wheel. She hugged the wheel and squealed happily.

Y/n slowly pushed the pedal down, she was at 10 mph.

When her mom turned left. Y/n waited until 5 cars passed then turned right to a dirt road.

Switching the radio on it played Photograph by Nickelback.

Y/n sang along quietly but it switched to country, Luke Bryan.

"Ugh hit the road" y/n said switching it back to photograph.

Then it changed back. "What?" she spoke switching it back.

"No" y/n said every second. The radio did this for 30 more times switching from different stations, until y/n held down on the station button.

It stayed on Photograph. Finally.

But all the sudden the radio changed and sang :

Your a mean one, mr Grinch

"Just shut up" she said turning the radio off. It wasn't even Christmas yet!

   Y/n grabbed her notebook from her bag

   To do list

✔ buy car
✔ drive car
□  Get car radio Checked !

  Y/n pulled onto another dirt road which seemed like it never ended.

"Let's see how fast you can go," she said gripping the steering wheel.

The car roared as y/n pushed the pedal to the ground.

The camaro lunged forward and they were over the speed limit. 40 was the original but y/n was going 130.

It felt like she was free and it was the much fun she's had in forever.

It wasn't long before she saw flashing lights in the mirror. Her smile faded.

"Shoot, the cops" Y/n whispered.

She pushed the break but it wouldn't budge.

"No, no, no, no!" Y/n pushed harder but it still wouldn't work.

The cops began to shoot at her but the bullets didn't harm the car.

  "Please stop! I'm going to die!"

She gave up and let go of everything. (JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL! TAKE IT FROM MY HAND sorry I had to) If Y/n couldn't stop, may as well crash.

Instead of her expectations, her new Camaro took over everything and was driving by itself.

"What the heck! What the heck! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die!" Y/n shouted holding on to the door handle.

She shut her eyes tight.

Y/n didn't want to open her eyes but she did. When she did her car drove right through glass.

"No! Stop car! Stop! Cops are goooood" y/n yelled.

All the sudden the cop car pulled In front of y/n's car can transformed into a crazy robot like thing. She slammed on the brakes and the car actually stopped but did a donut and drove away.

"The cops are bad! The cops are bad!!! Drive! Keep driving!" She shouted freaking out., she said doing drums on the steering wheel. Her legs were tucked on her chest. Y/n's eyes were wide and her heart raced.

Then her car spoke. Settle down your giving me a headache

"You.. my .. my car talks?!"