Me: new story that I wanted to try (really pushing it here with many others) wanted to see how it goes and such. Not sure if I would be willed to continue. If not, I guessed it's a one-shot of a different dimension of the turtles…

School Sucks

I reasoned myself that high school is necessary for my education if I wanted to go to a university and major in robotics, electronics, engineering and all the other stuff that I planned to take. Despite that I reasoned myself for these perfectly sensible explanations; I begged April not to take me to school.

It's bad enough that I was ridicule back in middle school (not doubting that this school wouldn't be any different, especially a high school), but I having to move at the last minute and transfer to a different school district! Great, I'm the geek and the new kid. Might as well pray for my life. At least at my last school, I had friends who I can talk and turn to.

But here, I'm on my own.

Oh yes, I should've introduced myself first.

My name is Donatello O'Neil. I'm a freshman at the famous Tribunal High School in New York. My current adoptive parent is April O'Neil. She's really nice and I love her to death. But she seriously needed to believe me when I said that I wouldn't survive high school at all through the first year.

I'm a geek. A nerd. And I'm actually proud of it. But going to high school for someone like me: it's like a deer going out into the open just waiting for the hunter to shoot him!

No, don't get me wrong. I love school. I always excited to know what we're going to learn today or what opportunities that I could take. School is a haven for learning, something that I actually love doing. That is, if I can endure the tortures from my classmates. But if I could at least make one friend at this school, then I'll try to survive. I promised April that I would.

SMACK!

I blinked as my books, papers, and binders were smacked down on the floor, again, and slightly sighed; ignoring the giggles around me and the mocking chuckle from Hun (who is the one to actually greet me in first period… not-so-friendly if the teacher wasn't there…).

Calmly, as if Hun didn't exist as well as the others mocking me, I began to pick up my stuff in my own little pace. I'm not going to give them the satisfaction of showing any emotion to what they did; those jerks need to lay off and go back to their idiotic, jerky, foolhardy kingdom… ok, that insult was weak.

But despite so, I found it rather adequate that Hun seemed rather angry about my indifference.

"Go back to your fu-in four-eyed kingdom you four-eyed freak!"

Well, that insult is rather elementary so I found that my weak insult rather better.

"Dude, lay off. He did nothing to you."

I looked at the tanned hand reaching out to all my fallen stuff, helping me as I could guess. The gesture seemed innocent enough so I didn't think it's some kind of prank (I'm allowed to be paranoid from all I've been through).

I was a bit surprise to know that Hun decided to just snort and stalk off somewhere else. I officially put this stranger as my hero.

As I looked up at my current savior, following up from the hands to his face, my eyes widen behind my thick lensed, black framed glasses. It just can't be… can it?

He was at my age, though I was somehow not surprised by the fact that he also looked a bit younger than that. He also did have a standard surfer kind of look. You know; the reddish tan, sun-bleached highlights with brown wavy hair, and baby blue eyes (I bet that this guy could easily pull off the puppy dog look… and won over whoever is the victim). He just looked too familiar…

Looking back at me, seeing how that I was staring at his face, he simply grinned happily but questioningly. One of the biggest and the cheeriest grins that I have ever seen.

My eyes widen even more if that's possible. I immediately noticed- no. I immediately and surely know that this; is my little brother, Michelangelo. For no one is able to grin that big.

It slightly gave me a shock (I guessed I should be a lot more shock than this but I know that Mikey is still in the state of New York. I just didn't know how close he is). It had been so long, too long. Back when we were just seven or eight years old since I have last saw him with no way to contact him during then.

And as to confirm my conclusion even more, a teacher had just yelled out Michelangelo's name in obvious irritation. I could see why since there is cream all over the teacher's hair.

Instantly, my little brother tried to hide behind me, protecting himself from the teacher by using me as a shield. I couldn't help but feel a bit nostalgic. Even then separated while being very young, I still have good memories of my brothers. And I remembered how Mikey would hide behind me, using me as a shield whenever he angered the other older two. In truth, I still don't like being the shield for him at many times (you just don't understand how scary our elder brothers can get); but it was still a precious memory concerning our relationship. We were tight back then as kids.

"Michelangelo Daimyo! Did you do this to me?"

And as if there was some kind of unstoppable force, just like back when I was a kid; I just have to protect my little brother.

"I-I'm sorry sir, but Michelangelo has been helping me…" The teacher instantly believed in me. I mean, why would one of the top students in the school lie? But he made one final glare to my troublemaking brother before going to wash off the cream. Just leave it to Mikey to give me the first impression of the class clown.

"Thanks dude…um… why'd ya help me?"

I wanted to say, when I turned towards him: "Duh, 'Cause I'm your brother!" but in the end, I slowly close my mouth when I saw his face. A clear expression of confusion at the fact that just some random stranger in the hall had helped him.

I then realized that Mikey doesn't know that I'm his brother Donny. Donatello: the brains of our group. Don: his older brother. I couldn't help but wonder if he even remember that he have brothers in the first place. The disappointment hit me hard.

And I found myself saying without thinking (wow, that's a shock): "You were hiding behind me; he might think I was an accomplice."

I flinched as I realized how cruel the words sounded. And it didn't help that I could identify the glint of sadness in his eyes behind the huge smile of his. Dang it, I never did like seeing Mikey sad. He never shows it, always wearing a grin, but I always noticed it. I'm a bit more realistic and know that Mikey isn't just all joy and smiles. So I quickly added:

"And you helped me pick up my stuff…" I took my stuff that he had in his arms. "Thank you…"

I saw his eyes lighten up more brightly. Good. It's just out-of-place to know that Mikey is sad. On that matter, I need to tell him that it isn't exactly healthy to keep his emotions in...

Despite that I was disappointed at the matter, I couldn't blame Mikey also. We were so young, and I was just lucky enough to have a good enough memory to even remember what Mikey looks like for that matter. I couldn't blame him if he wanted to forget. It was the same year that Master Splinter disappeared from our lives and to follow that, we got separated from each other also...

"Whoa! I got to go or I'm going to be late to class! Ms. Chikara is going to kill me, literally! Thanksalotseeyadude!" And with that, he ran off to whatever class he got.

Oh yeah, that reminds me; I have class too. But I have a feeling that, for the first time in many years, I wouldn't be able to concentrate during 3rd period.

While stalking off, quite dejectedly might I add as I do have some heavy issues on my mind, I heard a name that I didn't think I would hear in a long time.

"Leonardo; all reports are acquired."

I'm surprised that I didn't have whiplash from how fast I snapped my head towards the direction of whoever said the name.

The one who said his name is Karai. She's pretty popular around here. With good looks, she's a Junior, the vice-president of the student council and have all-around good grades while being an athletic star. She is practically the perfect woman for any of these hormones crazy teenagers (which does not include me by the way. We geeks have a different kind of love; robotics and knowledge. Dorks are the ones that you're probably thinking about). How did I know that from my first day? Trust me, not many boys here have some… innocent suggestion towards her and aren't afraid to speak it out... loudly –insert shiver here–.

Turning my eyes away from the so called 'perfect' woman, I slightly twitched under my eye as I figured out who the name goes to.

It's funny how you could probably tell this is Leonardo from a single glance; from the perfect shaped-eyebrow and perfect facial structure, to a perfect strong figure and the perfect gentlemanly posture. Not to mention the perfect silk-like long, dark brown hair that is tied in a perfect ponytail. Leo had always strived for perfection, but really, this is too much (you have to admit, even for me, that this is actually kinda creepy). He even had a perfect friend (oh please she is not his girlfriend, though I guess I should be happy for him) who had the admiration of many boys. I have to squint just to find something out of place- hey, there's a little ruffle that doesn't fit him-

Wait a minute, out of subject.

Well anyway, I immediately felt a sense of dark foreboding. It was there before, not that much noticeable at first, when I met Mikey, but it had just gotten stronger as I found Leo. Leo, the leader of our group, is not surprisingly (as I had just noticed and realized now) our student council representative for the freshmen year. I heard many talks about the freshmen representative from many girls during the last two periods, giggling over it. How is it that I never caught his name while they were talking about it?

Oh yeah, I was still dreading over the fact that I'm going to high school, still wondering if I could convince April whether I could take online classes.

But beside that, if Leo and Mikey is here, then there is probably a good chance that-

"Whoa! This is the first time I've ever seen you in school Raphael!" I heard a voice say in a humorous tone. The person named 'Raphael' responded with a grunt.

Once again, whipping my head fast to the point that others are maybe wondering if I had whiplash or something, I turned towards where the voice spoke out.

It came from a girl named: Angel. How I know? Well, she did have a custom made shirt that said: "'Name's Angel, don't wear it out". So I guessed it would be safe to assume that this is her name. It kinda fits her yet it doesn't at the same time. She was rather a punk-looking kid with a nasty grin but I felt that she seemed probably decent and nice once you get to know her. But she looked too young to be a high schooler… maybe someone in middle school? I would lecture her about the importance of going to school but I doubt that it would be the good idea right now.

And now, looking at my supposed brother, Raphael, I couldn't help but put on a "you've got to be kidding me" look. You couldn't blame me; even if I wasn't surprise and expected precisely that my older brother to look like this.

It was not astounding Raph had that chisel-like and renegade-esque kind of look. I would go into deep shock and induced myself in a coma if not; for he was always the strongest, roughest, and rather, rudest of us four. The rebel, but also our protector.

His hair was black and layered; creating the perfect rebel-like messy appearance. And I'm pretty sure the many red-dyed strands in his hair are against the school rules (they allow any length of hair but not coloring? What's up with that?). His rebel look is definitely complete with the biker jacket and the ripped jeans he's wearing. And the piercings he had on his ears just fits him for some reason (but I'm pretty sure that they are against the school rules also).

Anyway, just like Leo, you can definitely tell that this is Raph in just a single glance.

And at the appearance and announcement of both of my brothers, girls in the background squealed. Where in the world did they come from?

Note to self: bring earplugs from now on.

While rubbing my ears (though I don't think that it would help my ear drums that much anyway) Raphael noticed that I was creepily staring at him and glare at me. I wasn't fazed, though Raph's glare is pretty murderous… wait a minute, is that the traditional Okinawan martial arts weapon, the sai? How is he able to sneak that in?

Made me wondered how he is raised...

"ACCHOOO!"

"Catching a cold Casey Jones?"

The man named Casey Jones pouted as he sniffled.

"I dunt know where that come from."

April rolled her eyes, but offered him a tissue; which he gladly accepts.

"So, how's Raphael?"

"Heh, same old dirty kid. Ya know, like his pops taught him! Though he kept beggin' me not ta take him ta school and let him skip goin' bike ridin'. Somethin' about some kind of perfect as- there. "

"Well, I'm sure he's just making up excuses. Donny has been doing that to me since he found out about transfering to a different school and suggested to me that he could take online classes except for going to high school."

"'Thought ya want him home often with ya."

"I do! We don't spend enough time together." She sighed dramatically. April has always been a doting mother when it comes to her Donatello. "But I need to be a good parent and help Don grow his wings."

"… You mean wings as in… like angel-dead?"

"It's an expression Casey Jones."

Remembering the guy who had adopted him back then (he made quite the impression towards the kids with his baseball bat and mask. Scared the heck out of many), that is a question that I would like unanswered for the time being.

"Wat 'cha lookin' at, geek?" Raphael spat towards me, practically spitting venom.

My reaction to his hostile personality: I blinked and look away from him, in deep thought. Then I look at him again, only to turn away and sigh quite dejectedly.

Of course, this caught Raphael off guard, for he was probably expects a whimper, a scream; heck, even a flinch would pretty much satisfy him. Not an indifferent response, and a few glances as if he's the weird one. I could practically read his mind right now. He's pretty much wearing his emotions on his sleeve, like always. Well anyway, I'm just not that kind of person to be scared of someone who hadn't done anything to me yet (Me: always the reasonable one, huh Don?). Plus, the threat didn't reach Raph's eyes. He obviously snapped out of embarrassment or nervousness. Raph always hated bring attention to himself, intentional or not.

I look at him once more and turn away, shaking my head and sighing once again. This obviously made my older brother mad for I can feel the angry waves coming out from him.

"Yer pissin' me off, geek…" He growled. It is obvious that I'm pushing it with my indifference (if this is anyone but my brother, I would've already left and continue with my day).

"Mr. Jones!"

I visibly tense as I saw that Leo stalking over here. Not because that I'm afraid that I might get into trouble, no one could believe I could be trouble for some reason. It's just… in the past, Leo's lectures always made Raph rather… irritated.

And that just proved it when his reckless brother's eyes grew dark… Is it just me, or does this seemed to be a lot more intense than it was back then when we were little..?

"Well, ain't it Mista' Prissy Prince. How's yer kingdom?"

And at that instant, I was blown away but the dark, ominous, hostile air. Literally.

Leo tried to take a deep breath, but the aggressiveness of the situation didn't let up even a bit.

"Look here, Mr. Jones, all I ask of you is to take off your piercing. You can keep your hair-style and the way you wear your clothes-"

"Cuse' me, but not all of us are the teachers' pet."

The air around Leo seemed to be getting thicker. Many 'ohhh'ed in the back ground at the comment.

"At least I'm not a mutinous drop out."

And the air around Raph became just equally thicker. Many 'ohh'ed once again.

For the second time, I've been blown away (and now, probably crippled) by the dark, repressing aura emitting from the two. I swear that it would probably kill me!

A squeal came from the background from the girls once again.

"They're going to fight!"

"Who do you think is going to win? I bet it's Leonardo!"

"No, it's Raph you stupid!"

"Excuse me, but it's totally Leonardo!"

"I hope they rip each other shirts!"

"And show off their muscles!"

More squeals ensue after those two last statements. I look at them in disbelief (not that they can see through the glare of my glasses), wondering what is wrong with their heads.

But forget that! How in the world could those girls say that?

I look back at my two older brothers as they bared teeth at each other, almost literally going into each other's face. And I knew right then: they're so going to kill each other! Even Karai and Angel know to back off! I seriously didn't want to see blood spill on my first day of school!

Raph muscles in his arm just twitched; that mean he's going for the kill! Oh- Leo's muscle just twitched also; for Pete's sake here, you're supposed to be the older brother Leo!

I immediately stepped up before this could become an all-out fist fight and push them away gently in opposite direction.

"Stop acting like children!" I huffed, putting my hands on my hips. It was obvious how irritated I am at the moment. Seriously, these are my big brothers?

"Leo, you're supposed to be more mature than that! And if you want Raph to listen to you, being all hostile as he was isn't going to help either! Rather, at least try to reason with him than threatening him!"

I then turn my head towards Raphael.

"And despite Leo did approach you rather wrongly, you should also be a bit more mature than that! No, I don't mean be like Leo mature. That is something only he can do." Raphael shut his mouth as he was about to say something (probably an insult) concerning towards Leo's rather perfect attitude. "I mean like realizing that you are lucky enough that he is tolerating your hair and your clothes, which have many violation of the school rules by the way. What's going to happen if you take off your piercing off, huh? At the very least, you could just only take them off during school hours if you want and put them back on when classes are over? Who's that going to hurt?"

I was going to continue if I didn't realize that I was kinda pushing it. Especially for a geek and the younger brother of the two. Looking at both of my brothers' faces, as well as the girls around us, I forgotten my place in the ever so cruel world called high school. Though in truth, I was happy to know at the fact that my brothers have stop fighting. But, the shocked expression on everyone's face kinda hit me hard.

In that instant, I paled and break out in cold sweat. I found that I couldn't find my voice and I froze in the very same position and place. I hate being the center of attention. When I was little, I always did rather blend into the background, letting my brothers' stronger personalities fill in for me. It was rather surprising to know that I was adopted, for I thought people wouldn't notice me. But April did. Despite that I was adopted last while my other brothers were taken away already.

But currently, I'm the one that everyone seemed to be interested in.

"O-Oh well, looks at the time! I have class to go to, you know, the fun of natural science concerning with the study of life and living organism; so have a good day!"

With that, I dashed away.

But I couldn't help but say as I rounded the corner: "Raph, make sure to go to class!"

While I was running away, I almost missed the little rather harmless remark between the two. I couldn't help but smile.

"You heard him, make sure to go to class."

"Shut yer mouth!"

Me: Actually finish. Eh. Have a good day! Hope you like it. I just need to write this or it would get away from me.