Leonardo guided Donnie, until the two came across a dark skin guy with a pink shirt saying, "Ha ha laugh up." to some bad kids he heard of the Purple Dragons. A club that just consist of people looking cool and being way worse than Raph and Casey.
"Uh, so who's he?" Leonardo heard the kid in purple asked.
Leonardo let out a groan. "That's just Stockman. He's always been made fun of."
"Why? They got to have a reason, right?"
"He's a computer nerd, but also sucks at making anything thing last for three minutes without break down.
"Okay. Guess I wouldn't have to worry."
"Huh?" Leo looked at Don with a puzzled face. Just what does he mean be that?"
The blue clad kid looked back at scene to see Stockman attempt to went in the room and hit his head on the door just as he opened the door and the Purple Dragon laughed. Baxter appeared to grumble something though Lep couldn't make it out. He was sure Donnie couldn't either. The guy in pink soon made it inside. The Purple Dragons left.
As they did, the kid in blue lead his companion into the same room as Stockman went into.
With a lot of their classmates there, Leonardo figured that they were the last ones late, however he was glad that they made it on time.
"Oh, I got the chair closest to the teacher!" Donnie said in a happy tone as dashed to a front row chair, right in front of the teacher's desk.
The preteen in blue raised an eyebrow. That was not something sees every day, not even from Stockman himself.
Just as he was about to asked what was happening, the twelve-year-old heard the door opening.
"Alright everyone take your seats?"
Leo peaked behind him to see his brown hair teacher standing with a serious looked on his face. He gave out a bit of a nervous smile before heading to the middle row.
Right after every student been seated, Leo saw his teacher walking towards the front of the. With a serious face, he spoke. "Geeting class. Now as you know, I 'am Mr. Rockwell, but It appears we gotten a new student joining us. Care to introduced yourself?"
"Uh? Sure." The kid in purple replied.
The new guy gotten up to where Mr. Rockwell once stood after said brown hair teacher took four steps to the side.
"Uh?" He uttered, looking back at Mr. Rockwell.
"Well?"
"Hi, my name is Donatello Adams or Donnie or Don for short. I just skipped three whole grades to where I 'am now."
"What?" Leo said a bit in shock by this information. "I thought you transferred from another school?"
"Silence Leonardo. Donatello is speaking."
"Oh, it's alright. I 'am just glad to be here after hours of studying."
"What? that's not fair." Baxter said from the right-hand corner, getting up and stomping. "You mean to tell me that I got to skip a year ahead, yet he skipped three?"
"Well, Donatello maybe thirty-three days away from being nine years old, but he has shown to be well above what the second-grade level could teach."
"Thanks," Donnie spoke with a smile."
"Though, both of you still has a long way to go before you reach my intellect."
Leo watched both boys gave the brown teacher slight glares, however Stockman's was harder, while Don's was had a hint of confusion to it."
The blue-eyed preteen was hoping for the classroom wouldn't be a battle ground between the three. They already had a surprise test week.
"Now could be so kind as to tell your new classmates what you do." Rockwell asked right after Stockman sat down and pouted like a four-year-old that had his toy truck taken away.
"Oh, that's a simple one. I like inventing, crunching numbers, making all sorts of-"
Leo could only stare as the purple clad boy started list-off things and chemicals that he didn't know exactly they were nor if they were real or not.
After Don finished, Mr. Rockwell said. "Very good Donatello. Now could you take your seat?"
"Okay."
The blue-eyed boy watched as the taller kid took his seat, he wasn't sure what to make of the new child just yet.