Radical Transformation
For the first time in three days (now four), the guys felt like this morning was almost a normal one. They didn't have to worry about anyone's safety, and all they felt nervous about was school again. But before anything could take them for the day, their first job was to explain to Splinter just what had happened to them.
As any other school day would have it, they had to get up early. Splinter wasn't told about the sudden earliness, but he was not one to stay in late, and was up just after the guys and April. Casey had left early, asking April to tell the guys to quit snogging all the girls as soon as they get in school. They didn't take the joke too lightly when she told them, grinning.
"Splinter!" Mikey smiled. "Morning!" He hugged his Master.
Splinter had to stop himself from jumping back. He was still not used to his sons as humans, and his instinct against them told him to always be wary.
"Good morning . . . ah . . ." For the first time Splinter didn't know which of his sons he was speaking to. For at night they all wore a baggy top and shorts, which were just patterned and did not show their colour.
Mikey frowned. He, too, was not used to this. "Me Mikey."
Splinter smiled, and laughed lightly. "Ah, sorry, Michelangelo . . . good morning."
Mikey beamed and seated his Sensei down in his favourite armchair.
Leo and Donnie were still asleep, but as Mikey had made so much noise when he greeted Splinter, they were awaken, and brought mugs of steaming tea by April, who then gave Splinter his. Mikey fetched his own.
"My sons, you have no idea how strange it is this morning to see you all like this," Splinter said smoothly. "Now, I am awake and ready to hear this strange explanation I feel you will give me."
Leo and Mikey sat down on the floor, while Donnie sat on the couch and told Splinter about what happened. He was helped by Leo and Mikey, and some by April about how the idiot cop suggested school, and they were forced to go. Also about how they had to carry on going until they could change back.
"It's weird, I mean, even we don't know why or how," Leo said thoughtfully.
"Well, can you remember when we were in that pizza shop?" Donnie asked, looking at Leo and Mikey, who nodded. "Well, remember when those two blokes started a fight? They pushed that old man in the trench coat into Mikey. He touched Mikey, didn't he? Maybe it was the man . . ."
They all fell silent as this new information settled in their heads.
"Just by touching me?" Mikey asked, frowning.
"Maybe, I dunno . . . But that seems to fit. I mean, we hadn't seen the likes of him every before had we? And it just happens to be on the night when you just happen to say 'I wish' and we just happen to turn . . ." Donnie plucked his clothes. "Like this."
"I have to admire your thinking, Donnie," Leo smiled. "But, if this man is the cause, will we be able to find him again, and get him to change us back?" What was going through his head and his brothers' was the question, do we want to be changed back?
"I don't know, but I think when we have the time after school, that we should look, patrol," Donnie suggested. He frowned at himself for sounding so normal when he talked about school.
"Indeed wise, my sons," Splinter spoke up. "I shall do all in my power to check on the news or such for any reports of strange, heavily dressed men . . . or any unusual activity."
They bowed to him. "Thank you, Master Splinter," they chorused.
Splinter chuckled. "But that doesn't give you an excuse to miss out on homework." He joked.
They stared blankly at him for a few dazed seconds, then their faces split into grins and they shook their heads.
"Where's Raph?" April asked.
Mikey grinned, and jerked his thumb to the stairs. "Said he was sick."
April shook her head. "You guys should be going soon, you'd better wake him."
"He can hear us, you know," Mikey smiled. "We could hear most things up there."
"Well then if he wants to stay in sick, he'll have to take this foul tasting medicine, go to the doctors, and get double homework for missing the first lot, which I can assure you, you will get!" April said loudly.
Then came the annoyed sounds of a sleepy Raph.
"I'm getting . . ."
They all chuckled and a few seconds later Raph appeared, his footsteps heavy as he walked slowly down the stairs.
"Oh yeah, forgot to tell ya," Mikey grinned mischievously, glancing at Raph. "Raph made a girlfriend called Prida!"
"Liar Mikey! She's not my girlfriend! She's just a friend . . ." Raph looked too tired to beat Mikey up, which was why Mikey said what he said.
"You?" April asked, smiling and surprised. "Mr Grumpy? Made a friend? And a girl friend by that?"
"Drop it, I'm not in the mood," Raph growled, and fell on the couch next to a smiling Donnie. April fetched him some tea, and he gulped it down thirstily.
The phone rang and April walked away from Raph and picked it up.
"Hello?" She answered, then started to listen to whoever was on the other end. "Oh . . . what a shame . . . and you say one of their names must be . . . right . . ." she turned and stared directly at Mikey. "Are you sure? It could just be the name of the sketch . . . oh, the police are certain . . . right . . . the name is Michelangelo . . . okay, I'll be down there in a few minutes . . . yep, sure . . . See ya." She put the phone down and joined everyone else in staring at Mikey.
"What?" He asked, looking at April.
"They found one of your sketches in your room," April said, sighing. "They're sure you name is one of the criminals."
"Oh great . . . more problems," Raph sighed.
"Not necessarily," Donnie said slowly. "No one knows Mikey's whole name. If we just pretend it's short for Michael, no one will be any the wiser."
"My sketch!" Mikey moaned. "Which one is it?"
"I'll have a look today, and if I can," April said, "I'll get it back for you. They might be done with it and throw it away."
"Okay," Mikey said.
April looked at the clock, it was half eight. The guys should be in school in ten minutes. She informed them, and with a groan they got up and readied their bags. No bandannas on around their heads (The eye-holes were unseen because they were squished together), as they had been warned and didn't want any fuss.
"Get what you want to eat, Splinter," April said as she dashed about getting ready. "There's tea in the pot if you wants more, and I'll have to lock you in, and give the guys the spare key."
Splinter nodded, and soon they were all ready and in the front room. The guys were standing very embarrassedly with their bags on their backs (in the case of Raph, just standing with no bag).
"Return home with no troubles, my sons," said their Master.
They bowed, and then left. April locked the door behind her.
They followed her down the stairs and to her car, as she had told them she would give them a lift, and they were now running late, her as well as them. The car ride was another nervous one, but no way near so as yesterdays. April dropped them off at the corner, told Mikey she would try and get his picture back again, and drove off to the office.
"Great . . . another day of this," Raph said as they walked in school, the bell going off inside, signalling the registration.
Inside, they quickly climbed the stairs to their form room (which they had been told to go to by Principle Simmons), and found they were indeed late.
"Oh well," Donnie said as they sat down. "A late mark on the second day isn't that bad."
"I don't really care," Raph said, sounding as though he really meant it, and he did.
Unfortunately the teacher heard that remark, and Raph was given a warning. He crossed his arms, ignoring his brothers' grins, while the register was being called. The bell sounded a few minutes later, and they got up to walk out, waiting politely for everyone else to file out first. Mikey was stopped by a girl who waned to know his name.
"Oooh, Mikey, you got dates now?" Donnie grinned.
"Only the best do!" Mikey joked.
"You make me sick!" Raph said, making a face.
The four bros walked over to the maths block, reluctantly. Donnie had already made 'friends' with the teacher, and didn't really want to push the matter by being late, so he hurried his brothers.
"I hate Maths," Mikey moaned.
"Only because you can't do it," Leo said.
"Exactly, I hate it!"
When they walked though the door, the class had not yet settled down, but the teacher, Mr Reily, seemed to have been waiting for them, and loomed over them as they walked in.
"Mr Don," he said in an unpleasant tone. "I believe you are being moved from my group to a more higher one. You are to go down the corridor to Room 46."
Donnie looked at his brothers, who shrugged. Then he left the room and made his way down the corridor.
Mr Reily turned on Leo. "And you, you are to go to Room 49. The teacher insisted when she looked at your work. Well then, get a move on!"
Leo looked at his two brothers, and walked out the room, glad, like Donnie, to be rid of such a teacher. If it hadn't of been for the bad teacher to get away from, Leo wouldn't have tolerated being spoken to like that.
Reily turned back to Raph and Mikey.
"Well then, find your seat and shut your mouths . . . Now your boffy brothers have gone I only have two of you to recognise . . . Mr Mike and . . . Rick -"
"Raph."
Reily's eyes narrowed. "Weirdo name," he muttered, which no ordinary student should have been able to hear; but they had.
"Ut -Snotty - eh!" Raph concealed his insult in a fake cough.
Unfortunately Reily heard and Raph received detention faster than he could have sneezed.
"No go and sit at the back, now!" Reily snapped at them both, pointing to the empty back row.
"Miserable git face," Raph growled as he sat down next to Mikey in the seats they chose yesterday.
The rest of the lesson wasn't much better. He gave the whole class a lot of work to finish till the bell, and read some of Raph's answers out to the whole class.
"Just lemme punch him once in the face," Raph growled, as Reily walked back to his desk, smirking.
"I don't think you'd ever see lunchtime again, along with break if you did that," Mikey said, shaking his head. Then he noticed one of his friends were in this lesson with him. He called out to them and started chatting, but Reily noticed and walked over.
"Wasting time chit-chatting will earn you detentions in my class, Mr Mike," he said nastily. "And you don't want to join your brother after school do you?"
"No Sir," Mikey said with an irritated sigh.
Get on with your work, the both of you," Reily snapped, and walked away to someone with their hand up.
"You'd think, that the amount of times he comes over here, that we're his best pick-on subjects," Raph growled.
At the end of class, Mr Reily set homework, but Raph refused to write it down and do it.
"This is ridiculous!" Raph said. "We'd never BEEN to school before so why the hell should we put up with it now?!"
"Raph, shut up . . ." Mikey said, stretching his words as Reily was glancing at them, as the class filed out. "Let's just get outta here alive first . . ."
They managed to escape the horrible teacher and his classroom, and found Donnie and Leo stood in the corridor, obviously waiting for them. They stopped chatting when Raph and Mikey joined them.
"Hey, my class was great!" Donnie grinned, but it vanished when he saw the sour look on Raph's face. "Ah, yours obviously wasn't . . ."
"Don't talk to him about it," Mikey said. "He's already got detention after school."
Donnie laughed while Leo scowled.
"Why'd he get detention?" Leo asked.
"Called the teacher 'snotty'."
"Hey, he insulted my name!" Raph shouted, and people stared.
Donnie steered his angry brother out the corridor with the other two following.
"Let's just get to next class before you get any more bad things." Donnie smiled.
Raph jerked his arm from Donnie's. "No! I am not putting up with this school any more! Or it's snotty, git- face teachers! I am outta here!"
Raph turned to leave, but Leo grabbed him tightly round his arm.
"Raph, if you go home they'll wanna know why and probably call April," Leo said. "They might even send someone home to ask about you, and we don't want anyone near Master Splinter, for his safety. So STOP thinking about yourself and just put up with what you have to do!"
Raph stared at Leo, who stared right back. This wasn't a nice place to be put, as Raph knew. He knew Leo was right, but he hated it. Not really deciding what to do, Raph pulled his arm from Leo's grasp and stepped back a few steps and turned around, but as he did, he knocked someone down who was walking past him. That person was thrown to the floor, landing on their back, while Raph landed on top of them, his stomach on theirs, stopped from knocking that person on the head by supporting himself on his elbows either side of the person's head!
Raph's nose was centimetres from Prida's, and he stared at her, shocked, as she stared back, wide-eyed.
Leo, Donnie and Mikey stopped gawking, then sniggered.
Raph blushed as red as his shirt. "Errrrrr -"
"Oh! Sorry Raph, my fault!" Prida smiled embarrassedly from underneath him.
"Raph please!" Mikey giggled. "Not in the corridors!"
Raph jumped to his feet, still standing over his friend, and helped her up.
"Wow Raph, easy tiger!" Donnie laughed.
Realising he was still holding Prida's hand, Raph quickly let go and put his head down, his face was burning. How embarrassing!
Prida's face had turned red, too. "Er, um, sorry - about that, Raph," she smiled apologetically.
"Hey, wait a minute," Mikey said as Prida stood up straight in front of them. "How did you know Raph was Raph? People can never tell!"
"Oh, erm, you all have some differences," Prida smiled. "I just noticed them properly. Er, I think we're late for next class, we should move it."
Leo, Donnie and Mikey nodded, and looked at Raph, who avoided their eyes and followed.
This lesson they were all in the options they chose. Leo, Raph and Prida were in PE Theory (with a groan from Raph), Mikey in Art, and Donnie in Geography.
"Just keep them off each other till school's finished!" Mikey joked to Leo, but loud enough for Raph to hear; and had to run inside his room before Raph could get hold of him.
Donnie grinned and disappeared into his own lesson.
Donnie's Geography class was quite pleasant, and was seated next to a boy called Tyson Zera, who he made friends with rather quickly. His teacher was also nice, which was a relief, and the rest of the class were rather friendly.
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Mikey's Art Class was fun. The teacher was very nice, and he was sat next to his friend, Matt Hill. The subject they were looking into was Surrealism, and Mikey found this fun, because he could choose any strange view and draw it. It was a creative lesson, where he could properly use his imagination.
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PE class was okay for Leo, but Raph grumbled. Already he had received a warning from the teacher not to forget his kit, which he had, but then Leo had told him he had brought him an extra T-shirt and shorts from home; and that steamed him, as Leo was always perfect.
Their teacher wasn't the nicest, but was better than Reily. He was called Mr Johnson, and was a bit strict.
As they were sat in the Sports Hall, the boys and the girls had been put together, and Prida found herself in-between Leo and Raph as they kept arguing. But this only made Prida laugh, but she had to muffle it.
The teacher ordered them to get in groups of four, a mixture of boys or girls. A girl from Prida's changing rooms joined them, asking first if she could. They said yes.
"I'm Roxanne Johnson," she introduced herself, and sat opposite Prida, looking at the two identical kids on either side.
"I'm Prida, I think we met before at lunchtime, you aren't in many of my classes."
"No, I'm only in about two."
Leo added himself to the conversation. "I'm Leo." He smiled kindly. "He's Raph." He motioned with his head to his brother, who wasn't paying attention.
They were soon given an activity to do; each group did something different. Leo's group got to do long jump and running. They had to record their distance, and see if they could beat it by trying three times. They were sent onto the field where the long jump pits were, and the track was.
Leo and Raph soon started competing against each other, and soon it turned to an argument.
"Hey!" Prida called over them. "Let's not rip each other's throat outs."
"Fine, I'll do my third one, then Raph can finish his," Leo said, a glance back at Raph. Leo moved to the beginning of the run-up path while they watched.
"He really gets on my nerves," Raph grumbled, and Prida smiled and shook her head.
"I'm an only child, I have no idea what it's like," she said.
"Sometimes wish I was."
"Ah, c'mon, you don't mean that."
Raph preferred not to answer that, and watched as Leo took his run up, and jumped an amazingly high and long leap.
"Whoa . . ." Roxanne and Prida both awed, and Roxanne checked to see how far that one got.
"You just beat your last six meters! Just past!" She exclaimed.
"Whoa . . ." Prida said again.
Leo dusted his sandy hands and joined them on the grass.
"Your turn, Raph," Leo said, looking at his brother, who wasn't looking at him.
"Roxanne hasn't had her turn yet," Raph grumbled.
Leo shrugged and watched as Roxanne took a good run up, and a good jump too. She checked her own measurement, but didn't say what it was.
Raph allowed Prida to go next, and she took a good jump as well. She called out her measurement, which was three metres fifty, then plonked herself down on the grass next to Raph.
But at that moment, Mr Johnson called them to change to their second activity, and Leo looked back at Raph, before moving off to the track.
Raph walked casually up to the run-up, making sure Leo wasn't looking, feeling a bit funny in front of Prida, who was smirking with her arms crossed; and ran to the pit, taking off and soaring through the air to land dead on the six and a half metres maker. Smirking, he got up and followed after his brother and Roxanne, Prida shaking her head, grinning at him, followed.
Gotta . . . Leave it . . . there! My fingers are killing me! Okay, tmnt_luver should get some credit for one lovely part in this, thanks for all those great reviews. SFAM = Sorry for any mistakes (I'm lazy and can't be bothered to write it all out) And sorry, I should have said about the bandannas, they wear them around their foreheads, like the Foot around their heads, get me? And the eyes holes can't be seen because the material is wrapped tightly (to fit) and the folds of the material covered them. Got that? Good, good, glad you asked me. Thanks again! I think I've left some things out of this, so it MAY be replaced, I'll tell ya if and when. More coming . . .
For the first time in three days (now four), the guys felt like this morning was almost a normal one. They didn't have to worry about anyone's safety, and all they felt nervous about was school again. But before anything could take them for the day, their first job was to explain to Splinter just what had happened to them.
As any other school day would have it, they had to get up early. Splinter wasn't told about the sudden earliness, but he was not one to stay in late, and was up just after the guys and April. Casey had left early, asking April to tell the guys to quit snogging all the girls as soon as they get in school. They didn't take the joke too lightly when she told them, grinning.
"Splinter!" Mikey smiled. "Morning!" He hugged his Master.
Splinter had to stop himself from jumping back. He was still not used to his sons as humans, and his instinct against them told him to always be wary.
"Good morning . . . ah . . ." For the first time Splinter didn't know which of his sons he was speaking to. For at night they all wore a baggy top and shorts, which were just patterned and did not show their colour.
Mikey frowned. He, too, was not used to this. "Me Mikey."
Splinter smiled, and laughed lightly. "Ah, sorry, Michelangelo . . . good morning."
Mikey beamed and seated his Sensei down in his favourite armchair.
Leo and Donnie were still asleep, but as Mikey had made so much noise when he greeted Splinter, they were awaken, and brought mugs of steaming tea by April, who then gave Splinter his. Mikey fetched his own.
"My sons, you have no idea how strange it is this morning to see you all like this," Splinter said smoothly. "Now, I am awake and ready to hear this strange explanation I feel you will give me."
Leo and Mikey sat down on the floor, while Donnie sat on the couch and told Splinter about what happened. He was helped by Leo and Mikey, and some by April about how the idiot cop suggested school, and they were forced to go. Also about how they had to carry on going until they could change back.
"It's weird, I mean, even we don't know why or how," Leo said thoughtfully.
"Well, can you remember when we were in that pizza shop?" Donnie asked, looking at Leo and Mikey, who nodded. "Well, remember when those two blokes started a fight? They pushed that old man in the trench coat into Mikey. He touched Mikey, didn't he? Maybe it was the man . . ."
They all fell silent as this new information settled in their heads.
"Just by touching me?" Mikey asked, frowning.
"Maybe, I dunno . . . But that seems to fit. I mean, we hadn't seen the likes of him every before had we? And it just happens to be on the night when you just happen to say 'I wish' and we just happen to turn . . ." Donnie plucked his clothes. "Like this."
"I have to admire your thinking, Donnie," Leo smiled. "But, if this man is the cause, will we be able to find him again, and get him to change us back?" What was going through his head and his brothers' was the question, do we want to be changed back?
"I don't know, but I think when we have the time after school, that we should look, patrol," Donnie suggested. He frowned at himself for sounding so normal when he talked about school.
"Indeed wise, my sons," Splinter spoke up. "I shall do all in my power to check on the news or such for any reports of strange, heavily dressed men . . . or any unusual activity."
They bowed to him. "Thank you, Master Splinter," they chorused.
Splinter chuckled. "But that doesn't give you an excuse to miss out on homework." He joked.
They stared blankly at him for a few dazed seconds, then their faces split into grins and they shook their heads.
"Where's Raph?" April asked.
Mikey grinned, and jerked his thumb to the stairs. "Said he was sick."
April shook her head. "You guys should be going soon, you'd better wake him."
"He can hear us, you know," Mikey smiled. "We could hear most things up there."
"Well then if he wants to stay in sick, he'll have to take this foul tasting medicine, go to the doctors, and get double homework for missing the first lot, which I can assure you, you will get!" April said loudly.
Then came the annoyed sounds of a sleepy Raph.
"I'm getting . . ."
They all chuckled and a few seconds later Raph appeared, his footsteps heavy as he walked slowly down the stairs.
"Oh yeah, forgot to tell ya," Mikey grinned mischievously, glancing at Raph. "Raph made a girlfriend called Prida!"
"Liar Mikey! She's not my girlfriend! She's just a friend . . ." Raph looked too tired to beat Mikey up, which was why Mikey said what he said.
"You?" April asked, smiling and surprised. "Mr Grumpy? Made a friend? And a girl friend by that?"
"Drop it, I'm not in the mood," Raph growled, and fell on the couch next to a smiling Donnie. April fetched him some tea, and he gulped it down thirstily.
The phone rang and April walked away from Raph and picked it up.
"Hello?" She answered, then started to listen to whoever was on the other end. "Oh . . . what a shame . . . and you say one of their names must be . . . right . . ." she turned and stared directly at Mikey. "Are you sure? It could just be the name of the sketch . . . oh, the police are certain . . . right . . . the name is Michelangelo . . . okay, I'll be down there in a few minutes . . . yep, sure . . . See ya." She put the phone down and joined everyone else in staring at Mikey.
"What?" He asked, looking at April.
"They found one of your sketches in your room," April said, sighing. "They're sure you name is one of the criminals."
"Oh great . . . more problems," Raph sighed.
"Not necessarily," Donnie said slowly. "No one knows Mikey's whole name. If we just pretend it's short for Michael, no one will be any the wiser."
"My sketch!" Mikey moaned. "Which one is it?"
"I'll have a look today, and if I can," April said, "I'll get it back for you. They might be done with it and throw it away."
"Okay," Mikey said.
April looked at the clock, it was half eight. The guys should be in school in ten minutes. She informed them, and with a groan they got up and readied their bags. No bandannas on around their heads (The eye-holes were unseen because they were squished together), as they had been warned and didn't want any fuss.
"Get what you want to eat, Splinter," April said as she dashed about getting ready. "There's tea in the pot if you wants more, and I'll have to lock you in, and give the guys the spare key."
Splinter nodded, and soon they were all ready and in the front room. The guys were standing very embarrassedly with their bags on their backs (in the case of Raph, just standing with no bag).
"Return home with no troubles, my sons," said their Master.
They bowed, and then left. April locked the door behind her.
They followed her down the stairs and to her car, as she had told them she would give them a lift, and they were now running late, her as well as them. The car ride was another nervous one, but no way near so as yesterdays. April dropped them off at the corner, told Mikey she would try and get his picture back again, and drove off to the office.
"Great . . . another day of this," Raph said as they walked in school, the bell going off inside, signalling the registration.
Inside, they quickly climbed the stairs to their form room (which they had been told to go to by Principle Simmons), and found they were indeed late.
"Oh well," Donnie said as they sat down. "A late mark on the second day isn't that bad."
"I don't really care," Raph said, sounding as though he really meant it, and he did.
Unfortunately the teacher heard that remark, and Raph was given a warning. He crossed his arms, ignoring his brothers' grins, while the register was being called. The bell sounded a few minutes later, and they got up to walk out, waiting politely for everyone else to file out first. Mikey was stopped by a girl who waned to know his name.
"Oooh, Mikey, you got dates now?" Donnie grinned.
"Only the best do!" Mikey joked.
"You make me sick!" Raph said, making a face.
The four bros walked over to the maths block, reluctantly. Donnie had already made 'friends' with the teacher, and didn't really want to push the matter by being late, so he hurried his brothers.
"I hate Maths," Mikey moaned.
"Only because you can't do it," Leo said.
"Exactly, I hate it!"
When they walked though the door, the class had not yet settled down, but the teacher, Mr Reily, seemed to have been waiting for them, and loomed over them as they walked in.
"Mr Don," he said in an unpleasant tone. "I believe you are being moved from my group to a more higher one. You are to go down the corridor to Room 46."
Donnie looked at his brothers, who shrugged. Then he left the room and made his way down the corridor.
Mr Reily turned on Leo. "And you, you are to go to Room 49. The teacher insisted when she looked at your work. Well then, get a move on!"
Leo looked at his two brothers, and walked out the room, glad, like Donnie, to be rid of such a teacher. If it hadn't of been for the bad teacher to get away from, Leo wouldn't have tolerated being spoken to like that.
Reily turned back to Raph and Mikey.
"Well then, find your seat and shut your mouths . . . Now your boffy brothers have gone I only have two of you to recognise . . . Mr Mike and . . . Rick -"
"Raph."
Reily's eyes narrowed. "Weirdo name," he muttered, which no ordinary student should have been able to hear; but they had.
"Ut -Snotty - eh!" Raph concealed his insult in a fake cough.
Unfortunately Reily heard and Raph received detention faster than he could have sneezed.
"No go and sit at the back, now!" Reily snapped at them both, pointing to the empty back row.
"Miserable git face," Raph growled as he sat down next to Mikey in the seats they chose yesterday.
The rest of the lesson wasn't much better. He gave the whole class a lot of work to finish till the bell, and read some of Raph's answers out to the whole class.
"Just lemme punch him once in the face," Raph growled, as Reily walked back to his desk, smirking.
"I don't think you'd ever see lunchtime again, along with break if you did that," Mikey said, shaking his head. Then he noticed one of his friends were in this lesson with him. He called out to them and started chatting, but Reily noticed and walked over.
"Wasting time chit-chatting will earn you detentions in my class, Mr Mike," he said nastily. "And you don't want to join your brother after school do you?"
"No Sir," Mikey said with an irritated sigh.
Get on with your work, the both of you," Reily snapped, and walked away to someone with their hand up.
"You'd think, that the amount of times he comes over here, that we're his best pick-on subjects," Raph growled.
At the end of class, Mr Reily set homework, but Raph refused to write it down and do it.
"This is ridiculous!" Raph said. "We'd never BEEN to school before so why the hell should we put up with it now?!"
"Raph, shut up . . ." Mikey said, stretching his words as Reily was glancing at them, as the class filed out. "Let's just get outta here alive first . . ."
They managed to escape the horrible teacher and his classroom, and found Donnie and Leo stood in the corridor, obviously waiting for them. They stopped chatting when Raph and Mikey joined them.
"Hey, my class was great!" Donnie grinned, but it vanished when he saw the sour look on Raph's face. "Ah, yours obviously wasn't . . ."
"Don't talk to him about it," Mikey said. "He's already got detention after school."
Donnie laughed while Leo scowled.
"Why'd he get detention?" Leo asked.
"Called the teacher 'snotty'."
"Hey, he insulted my name!" Raph shouted, and people stared.
Donnie steered his angry brother out the corridor with the other two following.
"Let's just get to next class before you get any more bad things." Donnie smiled.
Raph jerked his arm from Donnie's. "No! I am not putting up with this school any more! Or it's snotty, git- face teachers! I am outta here!"
Raph turned to leave, but Leo grabbed him tightly round his arm.
"Raph, if you go home they'll wanna know why and probably call April," Leo said. "They might even send someone home to ask about you, and we don't want anyone near Master Splinter, for his safety. So STOP thinking about yourself and just put up with what you have to do!"
Raph stared at Leo, who stared right back. This wasn't a nice place to be put, as Raph knew. He knew Leo was right, but he hated it. Not really deciding what to do, Raph pulled his arm from Leo's grasp and stepped back a few steps and turned around, but as he did, he knocked someone down who was walking past him. That person was thrown to the floor, landing on their back, while Raph landed on top of them, his stomach on theirs, stopped from knocking that person on the head by supporting himself on his elbows either side of the person's head!
Raph's nose was centimetres from Prida's, and he stared at her, shocked, as she stared back, wide-eyed.
Leo, Donnie and Mikey stopped gawking, then sniggered.
Raph blushed as red as his shirt. "Errrrrr -"
"Oh! Sorry Raph, my fault!" Prida smiled embarrassedly from underneath him.
"Raph please!" Mikey giggled. "Not in the corridors!"
Raph jumped to his feet, still standing over his friend, and helped her up.
"Wow Raph, easy tiger!" Donnie laughed.
Realising he was still holding Prida's hand, Raph quickly let go and put his head down, his face was burning. How embarrassing!
Prida's face had turned red, too. "Er, um, sorry - about that, Raph," she smiled apologetically.
"Hey, wait a minute," Mikey said as Prida stood up straight in front of them. "How did you know Raph was Raph? People can never tell!"
"Oh, erm, you all have some differences," Prida smiled. "I just noticed them properly. Er, I think we're late for next class, we should move it."
Leo, Donnie and Mikey nodded, and looked at Raph, who avoided their eyes and followed.
This lesson they were all in the options they chose. Leo, Raph and Prida were in PE Theory (with a groan from Raph), Mikey in Art, and Donnie in Geography.
"Just keep them off each other till school's finished!" Mikey joked to Leo, but loud enough for Raph to hear; and had to run inside his room before Raph could get hold of him.
Donnie grinned and disappeared into his own lesson.
Donnie's Geography class was quite pleasant, and was seated next to a boy called Tyson Zera, who he made friends with rather quickly. His teacher was also nice, which was a relief, and the rest of the class were rather friendly.
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Mikey's Art Class was fun. The teacher was very nice, and he was sat next to his friend, Matt Hill. The subject they were looking into was Surrealism, and Mikey found this fun, because he could choose any strange view and draw it. It was a creative lesson, where he could properly use his imagination.
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PE class was okay for Leo, but Raph grumbled. Already he had received a warning from the teacher not to forget his kit, which he had, but then Leo had told him he had brought him an extra T-shirt and shorts from home; and that steamed him, as Leo was always perfect.
Their teacher wasn't the nicest, but was better than Reily. He was called Mr Johnson, and was a bit strict.
As they were sat in the Sports Hall, the boys and the girls had been put together, and Prida found herself in-between Leo and Raph as they kept arguing. But this only made Prida laugh, but she had to muffle it.
The teacher ordered them to get in groups of four, a mixture of boys or girls. A girl from Prida's changing rooms joined them, asking first if she could. They said yes.
"I'm Roxanne Johnson," she introduced herself, and sat opposite Prida, looking at the two identical kids on either side.
"I'm Prida, I think we met before at lunchtime, you aren't in many of my classes."
"No, I'm only in about two."
Leo added himself to the conversation. "I'm Leo." He smiled kindly. "He's Raph." He motioned with his head to his brother, who wasn't paying attention.
They were soon given an activity to do; each group did something different. Leo's group got to do long jump and running. They had to record their distance, and see if they could beat it by trying three times. They were sent onto the field where the long jump pits were, and the track was.
Leo and Raph soon started competing against each other, and soon it turned to an argument.
"Hey!" Prida called over them. "Let's not rip each other's throat outs."
"Fine, I'll do my third one, then Raph can finish his," Leo said, a glance back at Raph. Leo moved to the beginning of the run-up path while they watched.
"He really gets on my nerves," Raph grumbled, and Prida smiled and shook her head.
"I'm an only child, I have no idea what it's like," she said.
"Sometimes wish I was."
"Ah, c'mon, you don't mean that."
Raph preferred not to answer that, and watched as Leo took his run up, and jumped an amazingly high and long leap.
"Whoa . . ." Roxanne and Prida both awed, and Roxanne checked to see how far that one got.
"You just beat your last six meters! Just past!" She exclaimed.
"Whoa . . ." Prida said again.
Leo dusted his sandy hands and joined them on the grass.
"Your turn, Raph," Leo said, looking at his brother, who wasn't looking at him.
"Roxanne hasn't had her turn yet," Raph grumbled.
Leo shrugged and watched as Roxanne took a good run up, and a good jump too. She checked her own measurement, but didn't say what it was.
Raph allowed Prida to go next, and she took a good jump as well. She called out her measurement, which was three metres fifty, then plonked herself down on the grass next to Raph.
But at that moment, Mr Johnson called them to change to their second activity, and Leo looked back at Raph, before moving off to the track.
Raph walked casually up to the run-up, making sure Leo wasn't looking, feeling a bit funny in front of Prida, who was smirking with her arms crossed; and ran to the pit, taking off and soaring through the air to land dead on the six and a half metres maker. Smirking, he got up and followed after his brother and Roxanne, Prida shaking her head, grinning at him, followed.
Gotta . . . Leave it . . . there! My fingers are killing me! Okay, tmnt_luver should get some credit for one lovely part in this, thanks for all those great reviews. SFAM = Sorry for any mistakes (I'm lazy and can't be bothered to write it all out) And sorry, I should have said about the bandannas, they wear them around their foreheads, like the Foot around their heads, get me? And the eyes holes can't be seen because the material is wrapped tightly (to fit) and the folds of the material covered them. Got that? Good, good, glad you asked me. Thanks again! I think I've left some things out of this, so it MAY be replaced, I'll tell ya if and when. More coming . . .