About a week has passed now. I have been staying with the show's version of my 'family'. They are very similar in many ways to them, but I can't help but feel bad for ling to them by accepting I am their long lost family member. I feel like some sort of fraud. I want to tell them the truth and stop lying to them, and everyone around me. But I don't got the heart to do that, not that they would believe me anyways...
I place my head on the desk and let out a depressed sigh. Thinking about my real family outside of this tv show. Heck I don't know anymore if this is a tv show for all I know this may be a dream or something... but if it isn't.. my family must be so worried about me.
"You okay? You seem a little depressed." April asks me with slight concern in her voice. I turn my head and manage a reassuring smile. "I'm fine, this algebra equation is just giving me a headache." I tell her something that would seem reasonable. I wish I could tell someone, anyone the truth. But then everyone would thing I am crazy. Not only that I blew my chance to tell the truth when I decided to play along with the role given to me. The ship has sailed, and I am a just a hitchhiker along for the ride.
"So what are you doing after school today?" I ask her as I sit up, knowing fully well she will be at the guy's 'lair', I think it is around the time for the 4th episode, 'New Friend, Old Enemy'. I smile sadly remembering how Bradford tied up Mikey in that episode hurting not only Mikey's feelings but also making me want to beat Bradford on the head multiple times with a crowbar. The jerk would deserve it too.
"Oh you know, homework and stuff." April says avoiding looking at me. I roll my eyes and smile in amusement. "Really I thought you'd be hanging out with that guy who keeps calling and texting you." April's face turns pink and she rubs the back of her neck" Hehe, Uh he is just a friend, sides he does not live around here..." I smile.
"Okay then if you say so." I shrug as I get back to work on the class assignment. I finish the project with ease like I normally did due to inheriting my father's gift for math. I smile softly as I get out my sketchpad and flip to a blank page. Maybe a little drawing can help me clear my head. I grab my pencil, intending on drawing a cat, but it ends up morphing into Raph, who is sporting a taunting smirk. Almost like he is trying to say some wisecrack comment about how I am trying to avoid the situation that I am stuck here forever. Or something like that. I frown at the sketch in annoyance and I am about to flip the page when April takes my sketchpad and stares at it in shock.
Oh god, I can almost hear what she is thinking, and it does not suit well for me what ever the outcome is. I let out a nervous laugh, inwardly cursing at myself for not flipping the page sooner to prevent this confrontation. April looks a me for a moment before telling me bluntly.
" We need to talk before school tomorrow, back in a ally. I'll come to your apartment and walk with you to there." I shrink into my seat and nod. Not objecting in anyway shape or form as she rips the doodle of Raph from my sketchpad before handing it back to me and tucking the picture in her folder.
What the heck did I get myself into now?
