I woke up the next morning to the sound of my dad yelling, oh boy, would my morning be fun. "WHY THE HELL DID YOU SNEAK OUT AGAIN!?" my dad yelled, "I TOLD YOU NOT TO!!!!"
Sighing, I answered him,"Beats sitting in my room waiting to get killed".
I swear he growled like some kind of beast and trembled at my response. I was wise and ran to the kitchen before he could hurt and yell at me. My dad is scary when he's mad. He yells and if I'm close enough he hits me. Not fun. I heard him stomping his feet hard on the floor so I bolted to my room and dove through the open window in my room. He through open the door and roared as he saw I was not there. He trudged away and I snuck back in. Quietly, I changed into my cloughs, tattered blue jeans with a polo shirt, picked up my backpack, snuck out the window, and walked to my bus stop.
The slutty girls at my stop gave me dirty looks complete with glares. Rolling my eyes, I attempted to walk past them, but was not successful. "Oh, get into a little fight did we?" sneered one of them.
"We didn't get into a fight, I did, and you can't because you might sweat". I love comebacks.
The girl glared at me so hard, she could've burned a hole through me. I smirked at her and walked over to my friends. One of them, Olivia, is my best friend.
"So", she asked,"What did you do last night?"
I smiled a bit ,remembering last night, and said, "I met four awesome guys." I spotted her shocked face and laughed. "Are you series?!" she yelled." You barely have the guts to talk to any guy at school!"
"I know", I explained, "But I hate every guy at our school". Olivia sighed and shook her head. I looked over my shoulder at the prissy girls and gave them a threatening glare as the bus pulled up.
Meanwhile in the sewers:
"Dudes, I can't believe we met a girl yesterday!"
"Mikey", Leo sighed, "Could you please stop talking about her, we won't see her again"
"But she promised she would"
"Would you shut up already!" yelled Raph, "You're givin' me a headache!"
Whatever Dude"
A/N Yeah I know it's short, but school sucks away any creativity I have. I promise to have more turtles next time. And I am sad becuse I was told my uncles' brown lab, Bosco, was hit by a car and killed. I cried a lot.
