Hello everyone! This is the first story I have ever written. I would really appreciate any kind of feedback. Review or PM me! Suggestions or ideas are definitely welcome.

Disclaimer: The turtles are not mine...obviously.

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Observing, that was one of my strongest strengths. I usually didn't have too much to say, or rather I was hesitant about sharing my thoughts with others. I sighed quietly to myself, trust issues. Flash back to a younger version of myself though and one would find a loud, overbearing and if I was being honest with myself, quite obnoxious little girl. That slowly changed overtime, I love who I am, but that doesn't mean there weren't a few things I wished I could change. Everyone has flaws. Soft spoken, not shy, but definitely introverted, I didn't share my opinions unless pressed to, and even then…well sometimes I just wished I was more outspoken, had more confidence. I was sitting on a large couch in a room that was becoming more familiar to me. Looking around the room caused a small smile to spread across my face, it really was a wonder how I ended up in the predicament I was in.

"NOOOOOOO RAPH YOU JUST BROKE MY WINNING STREAK!"

Speaking of outspoken, Michelangelo, the youngest of the four turtles stood glowering at Raphael, the second oldest of the siblings. Raph had changed the input on their very strange TV claiming it was now his turn. I rolled my eyes, this could take a while. As they bickered, I thought about the two brothers with vastly different personalities. Mikey had won me over almost at once, not an easy task. His child-like innocence was sincere and he always managed to make me laugh, even when I was sad. His brothers really didn't give him enough credit, yeah sometimes he could be a complete idiot, but his wisdom came from perceiving the emotions of those around him. Sometimes I felt like he could even read MY emotions, and that was a scary thought.

"COME BACK HERE YOU KNUCKLEHEAD!"

The fight had escalated and Raph was now chasing Mikey around the lair. The first time I had witnessed one of their infamous fights I was legitimately worried that Raph was going the hurt Mikey, until I realized what a big softy he actually was. That being said, I would not want to be one of his enemies. The fierceness in which he protected his family was intimidating to say the least. Raph and I really hadn't had a chance to talk much yet, the distrust still shined in his eyes whenever he looked at me. I wasn't offended, wariness was something I could understand. In his eyes I was still a danger to his family. I would just have to prove myself through time.

The fight was still intensifying, and I began to worry about the material objects around their living room. Couches, the television… they all suddenly looked like porcelain, very breakable, and I really didn't want to be responsible for any damages. Controversy was really something I tried to avoid at all costs, but saying something was probably a good idea, those two could get really out of hand if their fights were left unattended. Ok Sam, you can do this, it's just breaking up a little fight, Leo does this at least ten times a day. Just use calm logic… surely they will listen. Ugh, having to give myself a pep talk before talking… really I was pathetic. I shook my head and started to open my mouth, really unsure of what "wise wisdom" I was going to use to get them to stop.

"Raphael, Michelangelo!" Leonardo suddenly came into the room, his eyes wide as he took in the scene before him. He glanced over and saw my worried expression, he must have thought I was frozen with fear, but I knew the turtles would never hurt me. He gave me a small smile, which I returned tentatively. I've never been one to have many friends, but I really hoped that I wouldn't screw this up, that I could be friends with Leo, and the others. Leonardo was the oldest, the responsible one, always stressing and worrying about his family, taking the blame for everything. Sometimes he could be a nag, but someone had to keep them in line. I'm sure being the leader was challenging, but he always seemed to be able to keep his calm…..well, usually.

He turned back to his younger brothers with a scowl. "Always fighting and screaming at each other, I know that nothing is going to stop you from arguing, but what were you thinking! Look at her she's petrified with fear, as if she weren't scared enough of us as it is, and now you two have just gone and made it worse!"

Oh man, now I was embarrassed, I'm sure my face turned as red as Raph's mask. "Look Leo, really it's ok, I know that none of you would hurt me. Raph and Mikey fight all the time and I don't think you guys are scary at all"

All three of them had matching looks of skepticism, really how was I supposed to explain that I was afraid of controversy, of speaking out. Not of two humanoid turtles decking it out in their living room. Really it sounded quite ridiculous, even in my thoughts.

"We're going to the dojo to sort this fight out Samantha, we won't be gone long." Leo promised. He gave the other two a stern look. Raphael just rolled his eyes and pushed past Leo. "Hey, it ain't my fault, peabrain here started it, and the Princess is going to have to get used to our fights if she's gonna be stayin here." Despite his words he obediently went into the dojo, I figured he was looking forward to sparring.

"Sorry Sammy!" Mikey gave me a giant grin and followed Leo and Raph into the dojo. I smiled, Sammy was a nickname that I found quite endearing, princess on the other hand….

It had been about a week since the turtles rescued me, and I pretty much had all of their personalities down. All except Donatello, the brainy turtle. Really I had thought that we would get alone the most out of the four turtles. I loved science, I was even going to school to get a Biochemistry degree. Questions I wanted to ask Donnie were in the hundreds… but I had just met them, and asking about their DNA seemed a little personal. He was a genius inventor, had a kind smile, and a complex personality that fascinated me.

However, he had barely made an effort to talk to me, even though he was the turtle most responsible for my rescue, the one that suggested I stay with them for the time being, the turtle who gave up his room for me to stay in. It was quite perplexing. Did I do something to offend him? Did he think I was afraid of him? Maybe….

"Hey Samantha, I mean uh, Sam,"

I jumped, startled. Donnie had somehow managed to sneak up on me. Stupid ninjas with their stupid abilities. I scowled.

"Oh! Sorry, Sorry, I'm so sorry." Donnie must have misinterpreted my scowl, I smiled at him, "No it's alright you just startled me is all."

"I was just wondering if you wanted to go watch Raph and Mikey spar? I know you are still kind of afraid of us and I was just thinking that maybe you would perhaps want to go watch and that maybe it would help you to understand….." I tuned him out, he was obviously rambling at this point, but why did everyone assume I was afraid of them? If I really thought about it, I guess that any sane person would probably be at least a little bit weary of four talking, humanoid, ninja turtles with a Rat sensei. But they had saved me, and I trusted them.

I was dangerously close to thinking about why the turtles needed to save me, which really wasn't something I wanted to think about at the moment. When I realized that Donatello had stopped talking.

He had his arm held out and was looking at me expectantly. I let him help me off the couch and together we walked into the dojo

Thank you so much for reading! Tell me what you think! Should I keep writing? or stick to reading?

Quietly,

Samantha