A/N I do not own TMNT I only own my of I do not own any songs either ortv shows. Lol enjoy this story is dedicated to Starslingersnitch
It was a cold Monday morning rain was hitting against the clear window in flat 9 were all was silent until an alarm could be heard from the bedroom. Nothing moved from the messed up bedcovers until a figure emurdged from the warm enclosure its light blonde matted hair was sweeping in front of its face. The figure stood up and sat down on a small wooden buffet in front of a big mirror and picked up a small brush and brushed her hair away which she then straightened. She then got up and went to a massive wooden wardrobe and pulled out a short red dress with black tights and a red purse to match she then placed on her red high heels and sat back down and pulled out her make up.
She grabbed and put on some dark cherry red lipstick and some coal black mascarewith some rouge. Afterwards she locked her door and set of to work. This girl was 15 but had a slender figure and beautiful skin with tall thin legs but best of all she was a professional singer. As she past house after house to get to work her heels tapped against the sidewalk. She stared into I the ally ways with caution and just because she looked like a delicate thing she could kick your butt in a fight. She had mastered all her Tie Kwondo lessons along with her Kung Fu lessons. Anyway she opened the door to the recording studio were she was met by her manager he had short brown hair and brown eyes he was wearing green pants with a brown top and a black leather jacket on.
"Where have you been Skye we need to start shooting now?" She simply rolled her eyes and said.
"Well we better get started then" Skye walked into the recording studio and turned to the band and said. "I'm feeling like Pink family portrait today guys" the music started up and began singing.
Skye: Momma please stop crying I can't stand the sound your pain is painful and its tearing me down. I hear glasses breaking as I sit up in my bed I told dad you didn't mean the nasty things you said. You fight bout me and my brother and this I come home to this is my shelter. It ain't easy growing up in world war three kneeing what love could be you'll see I don't want love to destroy me like it did my family.
Everyone was mesmerised by her singing but listened intently when she continued.
Skye: In our family portrait we look pretty happy let's play pretend let's act like it come naturally I don't want to have to split the holidays I don't want two addresses I don't want a stepbrother anyways and I don't want my mum to have to change her last name.
As she hit the high note everyone listened closer until she finished and everyone clapped and cheered and that was also the night everything changed her life.