"I swear, that girl's got some damn good talent."

For her whole life, Pocahontas "Hana" Smith, was an artist.

It didn't matter if it was painting, pencil drawing, ink printing, she was the master of it. Now, she might disagree with this, saying "You can never truly master anything," but everyone around her knew better.

The young woman just had the magic touch whenever her paintbrush, pencil, pen, or even her Linocut carving tools.

Hana undoubtedly was an artist. And she could've gone far with her talent. Making millions and living the high life.

But did she? No.

The woman chose instead to travel to a small town called Jasper in Nevada and chose to become the local school's art teacher.

Despite everyone at her hometown's disappointment, they had to admit that Hana did seem to have the magic touch for helping the students of Memorial High.

And besides(not that they knew) that, who else but their darling Pocahontas Smith would be able to tame a monstrous extra-terrestrial?

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The woman sat there every day from between three thirty and six, depending on the light that remained in the evening.

The silver mech couldn't help but be curious about the human.

The human never did anything but paint.

Every day, the human would pitch her easel up, place a blank canvas on it, rummage through her bag and bridge out some paint brushes and paint. Then, the woman would start to paint to scene in front of her.

It puzzled the mech enough for him to return every day(he would never admit that he had become fascinated with how the human's face lit up when she looked at her final product each night), just so he could try and work the human out.

It frustrated him that he couldn't figure out a pathetic human; when he could easily figure out Starscream, or even his old(no longer with him thanks to the High Council) friend.

Little did the mech know that the "pathetic" human would actually change his life.

Prepare for lots of mixed emotions when the two finally meet for the first time.

Hope you enjoyed!