Donatello really didn't like the next class that he had, as it was an art class, but today, he didn't mind. He had just learned that all three of his brothers were safe and in the same school as him, as well as his eldest sibling; his sister, Miwa. He could get beaten to a pulp in this class or the next and he'd still be fine because he knew his siblings were safe.

"OOF!" Scratch that. Donatello glared as he found himself pinned up against a wall by some of the boys who had class with him. "What?"

"What's with you and all the new kids, dweeb?" The biggest asked.

Donatello groaned. "You're kidding, right? They're my brothers, that's all!"

"Yeah? Prove it!"

"How can I prove something that you clowns don't even pay attention to on a normal basis?"

"What did you say, geekwad?"

Donatello felt his courage rage forward as he realized they had him pinned with one of the poles that held a paint roller at the end. The paint roller wasn't attached at the moment, so the tool could easily be used as a Bo staff, just as Donatello liked it.

"I said, how can I prove anything to a bunch of nimrods who don't even pay attention to anything? Honestly, I thought Mikey had a bad attention span until I met you losers."

"Alright, dipweed, that's it. You're history!" Donatello had to disagree, as he pushed back against the pole enough to slip behind it, ducked to the floor, allowing the thug to punch the wall. "OW!" The bully glared and growled at the nerd who had just taken the pole and held it like a staff in front of him. "Don't just stand there, get him!"

Donatello took a deep breath as the bullies came for him. He couldn't let his rage hurt them, no matter how badly he wanted to pay them back for all the damage they had done to him. He set himself up in defensive mode in the clearest part of the room. The first bully comes toward him, he simply jumped over him, flipping, and landed behind him as the thug ran into the wall like a bull who had missed the matador. The second one he swatted on the back with the pole after he had stepped out of his way. The third thug, and biggest of them, charged him while he was busy with the other two. "ACK!" Donatello found himself held up against a wall by a large hand around his throat this time.

"Put him down." Donatello's eyes opened wide as he saw a young woman, slightly taller than Leonardo, with black hair on the top and a dash of blonde under it in the back. She was wearing a bumblebee striped shirt with a black leather jacket that had spikes on it. Her pants were black jeans. She blew a bubble only to pop it and chew once more on the gum. She was rather attractive for a young lady, but that didn't fool Donatello. He had seen that stance she held so many times before when he was a child. His eldest brother and sister, both being trained to use swords by their father, had held that stance since they were three and able to hold Bakkens.

The bullies turned towards the young beauty with curiosity. "Now, now, my pretty," The leader said in a sickly sweet voice. "This is none of your concern. We're just reminding the nerd of his place."

The young lady walked up to them after dropping her bag off at a table. Her dark brown eyes were lit with a fire as she looked at the mahogany eyed boy with a gap in his teeth. "Miwa, I really recommend…. Ack!" The bully tightened his grip on Donatello, causing him to have a harder time breathing. The girl's eyes widened at the name before returning to a glare.

"Shut up, nerdling. The lady doesn't need to be infected by your freak germs."

Miwa's glare hardened before she landed a swift kick in the boy's stomach, causing him to drop Donatello. Donatello took advantage of that to tuck and roll over to his sister with a toothy grin. "Thanks, Miwa. It was getting a little hard to breath there."

"Yeah, I bet." Miwa smirked as she looked her taller brother over. "You've really grown, eh, Donnie?"

"Heh, yeah, you too though."

"Thanks." She then turned her gaze back to the bullies. "Pick on my little brother again, and I'll make sure that you'll need a hospital."

Donatello grimaced as he placed a hand on his sister's shoulder. "Thanks, but you really don't need to do that, sis. Come on, let's have a seat and talk. I haven't seen you since that weird guy showed up to adopt you. How've you been? Are you okay? Mikey says he has math class with you."

"THAT'S who called out to me! I can't believe it, hehe, Mikey's here!"

"The whole gang's here, sis. I'm meeting them after school today to get some parts for my mechanics class if you want to join." Donatello smiled as Miwa sat down next to him and the rest of the students started coming in. They were shocked to see a pretty girl sitting and talking to Donatello like it was nothing.

"Are you kidding?" Miwa smiled. "I'd love too! I'll just call my foster father after school to let him know that I'll be late."

"Sounds great." Donatello laughed for the first time in the school's history, out loud. It startled the other students to hear such a normal and cool laugh coming from the biggest loser in the school. The girls barely caught themselves before swooning. It was a strange feeling in their stomachs, hearing the nerd's almost melodious laugh. They had all expected a nerdy laugh that sounded nasally, not something like this. There was more to Donatello than met the eyes of the school.