TMNT: The unexpected friendship

Chapter 2

It was 6:45 am on a Monday; the worst day of the week. All weekend you could just relax and take your time with your homework, there wasn't a need to rush. Until the alarm clock went off. In an apartment in the city, there was a family of three (really four but the fourth was across the country). The mother and father of the family were already up in the kitchen. The mom was cooking an omelet with cheese and vegetables, while the father was at the counter with a dirty plate, a half cup of black coffee, and the morning newspaper. The father finishing up an article looked at the time; it was that time of day again. He got up, finished his coffee, put his dirty dishes in the sink and walked up to a door on the other side of the house. He knocked on it three times saying

"Rise and shine sweetheart;" he started. There was no answer. "It's time to get up for school." a slight groan was heard from the other side of the door. He continued, "If you don't get out of bed, you won't get your chocolate chip waffles." he said persuading her. He heard some ruffles of some seats and some footsteps rushing out; he quickly took two steps away from the door.

"Three, Two, and.." and right on cue, a blur of brown and green rushed out
of the bedroom and headed straight for the kitchen. A girl, now almost 16 years old was at the counter in her forest green pajamas waiting for her mom to finish making her favorite chocolate chip waffles.

"Don't forget to add..." the girl started but was finished off by her mom saying;

"The strawberry syrup, I know, I know. One time you forget and you're scarred for life." the teen giggled. Her mom took out the waffles from the waffle iron and placed them on a plate along with a jar of strawberry syrup. The girl's mom placed it right in front of the hungry teen and said,

"There you go sweetie, just the way you like them." she gave her a kiss on the forehead. The mom wiped the sweat from her brow from working over the stove for so long and looked at her wristwatch. It was 7:10.

"Oh dear, I best be off then." she said taking off her apron to reveal a surgeon's scrub outfit. The mom then grabbed her bag and went over to her husband, kissed him goodbye and yelled bye while halfway out the door. The teen then while eating looked at the counter to find a napkin to wipe off some strawberry syrup that missed her big mouth. When she lifted up the napkin, she saw a pair of Lexus car keys. She rolled her eyes and laughed a little bit. She scooped up the keys after wiping her hands and mouth, walked over to the door and opened it to see her mom still standing there just about to knock on the door. The teen sighed and dangled the keys in front of her mother. He mother sighed as well, kissed her daughter on the cheek, and said goodbye again and started to speed walk down a flight of stairs. The teen then closed the door after seeing her mother off. She went back to her kitchen counter, sat down and continued to eat her breakfast. It was 7:16 when her father then walked out of his bedroom with a suit on. It was navy suit with a white shirt and red tie underneath it. He was holding a brown leather suitcase and was wearing his usual reading/distance glasses on his nose which brought out his hazel eyes. She turned around gulping down the rest of her waffle and said

"I'm guessing you have another meeting today?" he father looked her way and nodded "yup, and before I forget, I'll be home late tonight because I'm having dinner with some clients so you don't have to make dinner for me."

"Okay, have fun." the teen said. He came over and kisses her on the cheek and she kissed him back. "Oh, and Bianca; try not to get into too much trouble today, okay?" the teen's smile faded a bit and said,

"No promises," her father gave her that look saying I-mean-it-this-time.

"Okay, okay I promise." he lightened up a bit but still worried about his daughter.

"And hurry up, the bus will be here in, um, 6 minutes. Bye!" he yelled and closed the front door. Te teen then had a look of panic on her face; she was still in her pajamas. She cleaned up her mess, washed up in the bathroom, and then ran into her room to get dressed.

When she entered, she went first to pack up her purple LL Bean bag.
It was lying next to her white desk on the left side of her room. She was lucky to even find it in the state her room is in. It was a mess. There were clothes, papers, books everywhere. You could barely see her light blue carpet. She had two windows in her room both next to each other on the far-side of the room. Her walls matched her pajamas; they were sea foam green with a white ceiling. She had a couple of posters of some of her favorite people and friends. She had Taylor Lautner (why not, he's shirtless ;D ), Selena Gomez because she's a great actress, then she had some other random hot guys and then by her desk, there were a lot of pictures taken of her and her friends at parties, carnivals, vacations. Then there were two pictures of her whole family. One was taken when she was a baby and her parents adopted her and her brother, and one was taken on the day of her brother's graduation when she was eight.

In the first picture, her mother and father looked pretty much the same as they do now. Her brother James, he was one of the cutest ten year olds. He had sandy blonde hair; eyes the color of the ocean, and cute little freckles that were on his nose and cheeks. He was wearing a blue T-shirt, tan cargo pants, and white tennis sneakers, and one of the biggest grins she ever saw. In his brothers arms was a small little pale blob wrapped around in a cotton light green blanket. She had sprouts of dark brown hair coming out of the top of her hair. The baby also had the biggest forest green eyes you've ever seen. And truth be told, that chubby little baby was Bianca. Bianca looked at that picture for a pretty long time and smiled at it; wondering what happened to James and her before her parents found them. James said one day everything would make sense, but she began to think she would never figure it out.

Before she could reflect on the second picture, she looked at the time, it was 7:20, and she had two minutes to get changed and run; no, sprint to the bus stop. She quickly ran to her chair which already had an outfit planned out from last night. Sitting on her desk chair was a pair of white, ripped jean shorts (but not too short), a cute one sleeved top with a black spaghetti strap underneath it, a pair of white tube socks, and lastly, a pair of high top converse with the flaps hanging out (they were checkered different colors; the flaps not the actual shoes) to complete the outfit.

She then went to her desk and on top of her desk was a rectangular, light blue jewelry box and a necklace was placed on top of it. It was a simple silver chained necklace that had a flat circle on it with a cursive "B" inscribed on it. She gently picked it up and clipped it to her neck. This necklace was really important to her because it is all she has left of her past. She touched it lightly, hoping that she would remember anything; even the smallest memory. As soon as she touched it, she felt a weird spark. When she felt it, she felt…well, she didn't really know how she felt. She felt stronger, wiser, braver, and more alive. It's like a switch was turned on and then everything in her body just lit up with this energy. She looked down at her necklace still covered by her hand. She looked up from her hand and shook off the feeling. She then removed her hand from her necklace; but the spark was still enflamed inside of her.

Returning back to reality, she looked around her room for her backpack and found it by the door. She picked it up, swung it over her shoulder, and was about to head out of her room after staring back down at her necklace. She then turned off the light in her room and then closed the door behind her. She headed out of her room and then she heard the bus's horn honk from outside. She started to panic and grabbed her lunch before running frantically out her door and running down the staircase to the main floor. She made it just before the bus was about to forget about her. She trudged up the stairs of her bus and started to walk down the aisle until she stopped when she saw her good friend Ariel waving at her. She smiled and waved back at her. She walked a bit further to reach her friend and sat next to her.

"Morning sleepy head." Ariel teased while nudging Bianca in the arm. "There you go again, almost missing the bus. This is the fifth time in the past two weeks. What's been going on with you lately?" Her friend asked in some concern and somewhat jokingly. Bianca laughed along a bit and then answered

"Well, out of everyone here I think you would be the one to know that I need my beauty sleep." Bianca said jokingly. They both laughed and continued to talk about their not so thrilling weekends which basically consisted of studying for their World History test that was today.

After about two more bus stops (app. 7 minutes), they finally reached the school. While Ariel and Bianca were stepping off the bus and heading into the school, Bianca felt like someone was watching her. She stopped and turned around; scanning the streets, then the rooftops and windows of buildings overlooking the school. Ariel realizing that Bianca wasn't next to her anymore stopped and turned around and watched as she scanned the area.

"C'mon Bi, we're going to be late; Mr. Thompson is going to kill us if we're not on time again." She hollered to her friend. Bianca snapped out of it and turned to her friend yelling

"Coming!" Bianca then caught up to Ariel and they headed into the school; Bianca still scanning her surroundings behind her. Huh, I could have sworn—Bianca thought. Oh well, I guess I'm just stressed over the History test; yeah, that's got to be it. She shrugged off her worries and continued heading for her first period class; World History.

What Bianca didn't know was that there were people that were watching her. Far above the school grounds on the rooftops, there were three people; well, actually, they were fully fledged ninjas dressed in black with binoculars. The one in the middle stopped looking through his binoculars and glanced down at his wrist that had a video watch around it that was beeping. He pressed the silver button in the middle and a deep, raspy voice answered.

"Report my Foot ninjas." He commanded.

"Master," the Foot ninja said. "The target has entered the building; but before entering the building, she almost spotted us."

"Hmm," the mysterious voice said. "Her skills are developing quicker than anticipated. Interesting."

"Master," the Foot ninja interrupted his master's thoughts, "What shall we do now? Shall we grab her?"

"No you fool! We cannot be seen; we don't want any evidence that we were involved. Once she leaves, follow her until she is far enough and then we make our move. Then, let me know and I will join you with reinforcements. Am I understood?" He said sharply.

"Yes, Master." He answered. And the screen went black.

"Why would we need reinforcements? She's just a fifteen-year-old girl." One of his fellow team mates said.

"I don't know. But what I do know is that we shouldn't question the master and his decisions; let's just stick to the plan." The three of them nodded and went back to observing the girl.

Meanwhile, while the Foot ninjas were talking, Bianca was in her World History class taking her humongous test. Everyone else in the class seemed to be okay taking it, but Bianca was freaking out. Whenever she came up to a question; she was start sweating and second guessing herself. Don't get me wrong, she did study a good amount of hours for this test and knew everything; but whenever she took a test that involved writing; she would get really nervous and freak out.

"(45 minutes later) Pencils down everyone. Now I'll be going around to take your tests." Her teacher Mr. Thompson said. He came up to Bianca's desk and took her paper while she was in the middle of writing her last sentence. "Pencils down, Ms. Henderson." Mr. Thompson said to Bianca as he was glaring at her from above her desk. She hung her head down and gave him her unfinished test. She was so upset. This is why she didn't like her World History class, her teacher was so strict about his grading, it drove her insane. And also, just the topic, is soooo boring to her. 'I mean, when will we ever need to know this' is what she would always complain to her parents and friends.

The school bell finally rung and everyone raced out of the classroom, glad to be finally out of there. Well, everyone except Bianca who was just dragging herself out of her chair still, sulking. Ariel ran up to her and looked at her current state.

"Wow, you look like a mess. Was the test really that bad for you? I didn't think it was that hard." Her friend said. Bianca looked up with those eyes saying 'Oh, just shut it'.

"That's not the problem, you know how I am under tests, I start to blank and forget everything that I tried to cement into my brain over the weekend. I totally failed."

"But that's what you always say and then you end up getting a really good grade as usual."

"Yea well, my luck has just run out. My parents when they find out are so going to kill me." Bianca whined. Ariel put a comforting hand on Bianca's shoulder not really knowing what to say; but still trying to show that she's there for her.

"Hey you guys, long time no see!" a voice said from down the hall. Bianca and Ariel both looked up in shock because they knew who that voice belonged to. Across from them was a girl with light blonde hair flying all around her running straight at them. She had one of the biggest, toothiest smiles on and her brown eyes were just sparkling with excitement. When she finally reached Ariel and Bianca, she pushed them into one of the biggest hugs possible. "Oh, I've missed you guys!" the girl said.

"Uh, it's great to see you and all Cabby, but, we, can't breathe." Bianca said while choking from the lack of air that was getting to her from the hug. Realizing this, the girl now known as Cabby let go. But when she let go, the two friends dropped to the ground because they lost their balance. Cabby giggled and started to help them up. When Ariel and Bianca were finally off the ground, they were brushing themselves off and picking up all the books and papers they were carrying. Before they could say more, the second bell rung, meaning that they were going to be late for their second period class. They all started to panic and the three of them ran to their next class that they all shared; English.

To Bianca's surprise, the rest of the day pretty much flew on by. Well, except when it came to fifth period, lunch time. Lunch time was usually one of Bianca's favorite times of the day. 1) She didn't have any teachers yelling at her for being late. 2) She could talk to her friends as long as she liked (well of course until it was time for the next class). And finally 3) it was her only time that she got outside today; but today, wasn't one of her favorites. And also today was also Bianca's favorite lunch day, Make-Your-Own Taco Day. Bianca, Ariel, Cabby, and now two more of her friends, Mitch and Todd were all headed to the cafeteria to get their lunch. After about ten minutes waiting on the cafeteria line (and it took a lot longer than usual because Bianca tried to cut the line and it worked for a while 'till one of the lunch aids caught her and sent them all to the back).

When everyone got their tacos and was heading outside, Bianca realized that she forgot something.

"Ugh, I'm such an idiot." She said and her group of friend stopped.

"Wait, why are you an idiot?" Bianca's friend Mitch said sounding completely clueless.

"I was so distracted by the fact it was Taco Day that I completely forgot my book bag by the gyms."

"Don't worry about it Bi, we'll save you a seat by our usual spot outside. Don't take too long 'kay?" Cabby said to her cheerfully. Bianca smiled and nodded and then turned around and started to run all the way to the other side of the school to get her bag. She went down to the girl's locker room to see if she accidentally left her bag down there. She looked around for five minutes and couldn't find anything. There wasn't anyone down in the locker room since no one had gym this period; so it was weirdly quiet. Then, she heard something, she turned around; but saw nothing. Then, there it was again, the same noise, a tap; shortly after, another tap followed. The sound then became a rhythm. She realized it was footsteps.

"Looking for this?" Came a voice that echoed throughout the whole locker room.

"Who's there?" Bianca called out. That voice, why was it so familiar? This was starting to freak her out now.

"I'm right here." The voice said to her. She turned around to see where the voice was coming from. But no one was there.

"If this is some sort of game-" she started but was cut off by the voice again.

"Oh, but this is no game, Bi-Bi." The voice teased. Bi-Bi? Bianca thought. Then she realized, that pet name, she was called that once long ago; by-. She couldn't even finish the thought, actually, she couldn't even think. She was panicking. She ran towards the locker room doors wanting to escape. She tried to open the door; but it was locked. "Uh, uh, uh; you're now getting away from me that easily." Bianca was on the verge of tears. She had to get out of here. She looked for the back door that led to the fields outside. But when it was in view, she quickly stopped. There was a shadow in front of the door. It was the shadow of a boy leaning against the door. He was a bit taller than Bianca. You couldn't really see much more than that; but what you could see were beady little eyes, and a twisted grin. She couldn't move, she was absolutely terrified.

"Hello, my little Bi-Bi."

"Wh-What are you doing here? Y-you're still supposed to be under house arrest." She struggled to say.

"Surprised? I'm here because I wanted to, talk, to you."

"How'd you g-get out?"

"Oh it wasn't that hard, really. After showing them that I had no interest in you anymore, they simply, let me go." He said and got off of the door and took a step closer to Bianca; who in return took a step back.

"Stay away from me! Help! HELP!" Bianca yelled.

"There's no point in crying out for help," He said laughing at her feeble attempts. "These walls are sound proof. No one is going to come for you." He then made a run at her and slammed her against the wall. He then pinned her there so she wouldn't be able to escape from his grasp. "It's just you, and me." Bianca was now crying softly. She couldn't stop, she was terrified. It was just like before. He then started to scan up and down and then met her face. He leaned in and kissed her roughly. She didn't want the kiss and tried to refuse it, but he held her chin in his hand so that she wouldn't squirm. He then broke the kiss to get some air.

"Just the way I left you last time." He then started to play with her a bit. Moving his body closer and closer to hers so that they were touching. Then he started to move all over her; causing her to frantically break even more. He then let go with one hand and started to take something out of his pocket. But since his free hand was on Bianca's wrist before, she was now able to move it. She then used all of her might to take her hand (which was now a fist) and quickly punch him in the face. The punch was more effective than she thought, it sent him flying towards the lockers and there was a big slam. She looked at her hand, it wasn't hurting, you would think that landing that punch across his face would have at least caused her hand to tingle a bit; but it didn't. It looked like she didn't even use it. She was then about to think about it more until she realized that this was her moment to get out of here. She got off the wall and ran straight for the back door and ran as fast as she possibly could. The boy then got off of the lockers and when he did, there was a big dent where he used to be. He wiped some blood that was trickling down his mouth and looked at where Bianca used to be; grinning his twisted grin.

"You've gotten stronger since last time Bi-Bi." He said while clicking his shoulder back into place. "But no matter where you go, I'll find. Make no mistake of that." He then walked off casually as if nothing had happened and to where the back door was. He looked at the lock that was on the door that he locked; it was completely broken and shattered. "She's gotten much stronger."