Disclaimer: Ninja Turtles are not my creation and all copyrights go to Peter Laird and Kevin Eastman
I walked into my new homeroom classroom and waved at Erika. I was all smiles. A new school year might mean more work and more learning, but, it also meant seeing old friends. I just came back from NYC. I was visiting my cousin Arnold Jones, he goes by Casey though. I met some really great people while I was there. I missed them too. "Erika! Hey! I missed you!" I said as I gave her a huge hug.
"You got a haircut!" She said surprised.
I had gotten a pixie from one of Casey's friends. He would've made a pretty good barber. "Yeah, do you like it?" I asked nervously.
"Its great!" She said enthusiastically. This year was going to be great! Me, Erika, and a few other people chatted for ten minutes. Then suddenly I saw a head I had never seen before poke through the doorway. The boy had a head of blonde curls, some freckles, sky blue eyes, and a huge curious smile on his face. He had a light in his eyes that seemed inextinguishable. He finally walked over to , my homeroom teacher and asked, "Umm, is this my new classroom? I'm new here and my brothers are wondering if this is the room."
He was so bright and happy! "Well, I'm so if your note says that I'm your teacher then this is the place!" answered.
She awkwardly turned back to her computer as the kid walked out of the room and brought back three more boys. The tallest one had dark brown hair up in a ponytail with stray hairs still popping out all over his face. He had red-brown eyes that reminded me of D- no it couldn't be them. His glasses were rectangular and standard. The next boy to walk in seemed to prove my theory even more! He had reddish, brown spiky fringe hair, his eyes were a vibrant emerald green, and he had a tough look about him, like, if you were to mess with him or anyone he knew, he would screw you up. I also caught a glimpse of a silver earring as he walked by. The last boy to enter seemed the most poised. He had light brown hair in a straight shag style parted to the right, his eyes were like sapphires, ocean blue, he just looked like your average Joe with a spark. I recognized them, but, at the same time, I didn't.
"Erika, do you know these guys?" I whispered to her.
"Never seen them before. Have you?" she responded keeping her cool.
I had seen them somewhere, I noticed that the boy with glasses smiled in my direction, exposing a gap in his teeth, after the curly haired boy whispered something to him. "OK class, my name is ," as the teacher began to speak, the classroom quieted so they could listen, "I'm an eighth grade math teacher, although some of you doing advanced math will be in my class, but enough about me! We have four new students from New York City! Alright boys, go on and introduce yourselves." As she said the last bit, the four boys all bowed at the class. 'Are they Asian?' I thought, 'Wait! They're from New York!?'
The boy with sapphire eyes walked to the front of the class and began to talk. "Hello everyone, my name is Leonardo. Me and my brothers are honored to have been accepted into your school." People started to give each other skeptical looks but the boy with curly hair intervened.
"What my older bro is trying to say is, this is really awesome! My names Mikey! I like cats, ice cream, ice cream cats, video games,..." The list went on and on, Mikey wouldn't stop talking until finally the spiky haired boy nudged him in the arm.
"Sorry 'bout my brother. He's talkative. The names Raphael, call me Raph though." His intro was very brief but, I was just sitting there in disbelief.
These were the mutants I met over the summer! They weren't mutants anymore though. 'How did they do it?' I thought, 'I knew Donnie was a genius but, this is insane!'
Ponytail boy was the last to introduce himself. "Hi everyone, I'm Donatello. I'd prefer to be addressed by Donnie, if you don't mind. I apologize for any problems or disruptions we've caused, s-sorry." Donnie said sheepishly.
"Well, you boys can sit anywhere you want so, go ahead." Mrs. Forte said with an intrigued look on her face. Surprisingly, the new kids made a beeline for me! "Hi Ang!" Mikey said with an excited look on his face, "It's good to see you again dude!"
"Mikey? Michelangelo?" I asked waiting patiently for an answer.
"What you don't recognize ?" he asked mischievously.
"OH MY GOD! GUYS IT IS YOU!" I practically yelled. They all beamed, even Raph, who was usually -grumpy pants. I got a hug from Mikey. a high-five from Donnie, a noogie from Raph, and a huge smile from Leo. Erika just stared as the whole thing progressed, the whole class stared. "I do know these guys Erika! I met them over the summer!" I laughed, "I just can't believe it! You guys are here!" I must've looked crazy cause I was getting looks from everyone. "I missed you, you clever ninjas!" I said, a little more calmly. However, when "Ninjas" were mentioned in the sentence they started looking around like a bomb was going to blow up under a desk or something.
"Chill guys, chillllll. No one's going to kill you!" I said.
"You never know Angela, there could be foot right around the corner." Leo whispered so only I could hear.
"Foot? You mean that rival ninja clan that's been trying to kill you guys for wayyyy too long, but live a whole state over? The ones who don't know what you look like because you're human now? Yeah, I think your safe Leo." I said sarcastically, "Look at the bright side! I get to spend a whole year with you guys! Well, are you staying all year? How long are you gonna be here?"
"For the rest of our lives, from what Master Splinter said. He always wanted us to have a normal life, like any other kid our age. He's human again too." Raph said with a smile. His dream had always been to be an Olympic boxing champion.
"Wait! Master Splinter is human again!?" I asked in disbelief. Over the summer, when Donnie had engineered a retro-mutagen, Master Splinter, their father, had denied the offer to become Hamato Yoshi once more. I was so disappointed and upset but, he explained that he belonged in the sewers as a rat.
"Yep, he's finally dad and not Master Splinter. He keeps telling us to call him that but I can't stop calling him Master or Splinter." Mikey shrugged, "He looks so weird without fur."
I laughed and they answered more of my questions. We also compared schedules and found out that we had all the same classes. Homeroom flew by in a blur of conversation and I walked out with Erika. "I'll explain one day," I said, "One day."