A/N: Disclaimer: I do not owned them.

Why hello fellow writers. I have a newest story that will replace The Tales of AJ. This story is about a girl named Ocean Reed-Medici who been outcast her whole lives and met the turtles. I will never owned or copied any one stories. Please don't copy and paste my stories.

This story dedicated for Turtles fans and pizza for thirty years.

So thank you! Enough chit chat. Anyway enjoy! Time to work on my magic.

Chapter-1 The Prologue

11:00 AM, Miami Beach Florida.

August 5 2011

Honestly why did Mom and Dad have to get in a divorce? Could we just be happy family in Miami Beach. After Mom and my older brothers left our beach home that been forever since my birth. Sally, who lived next door next to me and been my best friend my whole life. Now she is gone.

We parked in the Moving van and drove an mile.

I sighed. As we finally went to Chicago.

Why do we have to moved here?

I want us to be family again.

-Four years past-

It was beautiful day and everything is blossoming.

I groaned and grabbed the pillow and practically slept. "Ocean, wake up." My mother called from my bedroom,"Sweatheart wake up. Ocean Hope Carolyn Marie Read-Medici wake up this instance or I get the water bucket." I moaned and got up.

And went to get the cereal only to grabbed my older brother Aquamarine

"Sorry little squirt, Little Ocean Finders is keepers." As he ruffled my hair. I ignored him and went to get the milk only the milk be out of my hands in my brother Pacific hands. If you have brothers like me you lived in the house of wild animals. "Sorry Oc." As he drink the milk out of the carton and as they threw cereal chunks in their mouths like there a spoon and bowl right there.

"Want some?" said Pacific.

"No thanks. I have breakfast bar." I replied only Aqua grabbed the last bar from me and ate it and Pacific threw syrup in his mouth. While I scowled and got my electric neon green and blue backpack. While my mom folded the laundry from the basket only never offered me to drive me to school like she does with my brothers.

I hop on my bike and ride to school.

My mom left them get away with murder just because they are mature. Okay maybe their not so mature. But you know what I mean. And older does not mean They have to stuff their piggy noses in front of me. Boys, who need them.

My name is Ocean. I'm going to turned fifteen on December 31. But why do you cared? I'm just a Invisible girl who is outcast to her own family.