Angie's POV; 18 years old (Present)
I slowly felt myself getting back to consciousness. That wasn't the best sleep I was getting but better then nothing.
Wanted to sleep more but couldn't, because of the freakin' light. Stupid sunshine, no matter how old I am it will always wake me up.
Grumbling and with half open eyes I sitted up and looked around. Right. I was home again. After three years. Geez...
All because of Myou. That bitch. But now I'm back.
Hearing my stomach grumble, I sighed and stood up. Food. I need Food, I just thought.
Passing the old mirror next to my door made me let out a little scream.
My hair was in all direction. My normally emerald green eyes were cloudy and a bit puffy. And the little bit make-up I was wearing the day ago was smudged. Best morning look ever.
Sighed defeated I first went into the bathroom. At least the water was still running. Splashing the cold water into my face and rubbed the last bit of make-up away.
Grabbing the hairbrush from the sink I tried the best to get my, a bit curly, hair straight again. Without success. Shit. Now it was stuck.
Letting the hairbrush in my messy hair, I walked down into the kitchen. To my suprise, Myou was already in it and drinking a cup of coffee.
When she heared the floor creack, she looked up from her coffee and smiled her usally cocky smile at me.
"Well well" Myou began and took a sip from her cup "'Morning Sleeping Beauty. Looks like you had a very good sleep." She pointed at my morning hairdo.
I sighed. "The hairbrush is stuck. Can ya get it out?" I asked her with a sleepy voice.
She sighed and put the cup down. "Great first words in the morning huh?" She said and stood up "Come here."
I nod and sited on the chair she was before in. She brushed my hair until they were untangled. I needed to bit so hard on my lips until they bleed to not let a scream out.
"What time is't?" I asked between half open lips. Myou creaked a small laughed. "You have the working watch. Did ya forgot that?"
I thought for a moment before I looked down on my right wrist "Oh." Yeah I did, I added in my thoughts.
Now it was 9:42 am. Not to late and not to early. At least for us.
Myou put the hairbrush on table after she had untangled all of my curly strands and bangs. I ran my hand through the hair to see if it was okay. Good.
"Thanks." I murmelt, stood up and made myself a cup of good coffee.
"Hey!" I heared protested Myou. I turned around with a cup of hot liquid in my hands to see her smile a bit "No money for the work?" And made a gesture with her hand.
I shook my hand and smiled in my cup and took a sip of it. So good.
She sighed and shook before turning around to the table again. I walked down and sitted to the opposite of her.
Tori looked down on the coffee cup or the table. I didn't know, just that she was thinking about something. And that very hard.
I setted my cup on the table. "Whadd'ya think?" I asked. She looked up "'bout wha?"
I sighed "About being her again. In New York. We have been away for three years. Aren't you afraid what the others will think of us?"
To my confused she just laughed and shook her head. "What d'you mean with 'us'? Nobody here knows me. Well, beside of the Hamato's and O'Neils. The Foot Clan and Kraang's aren't here anymore. And ya made a promise to the heroes to come back after a few weeks. Not I. I didn't knew how long we should be gone."
"No." I cut her off "NO! Not how long 'we' should be gone. YOU should be gone. You wanted me to come with ya. That you will be not alone again! I just came with ya to stop the whining. It was so hard to leave them. What they will think of me? What will Raph!? After three years...I bet he's super angry..." After that I burred my head in my hands and didn't do or say anything. I heared nothing.
After a few minutes I heared Myou stand up and stroke my head softly. But I didn't want it. I stood up and give her a cold stare "Don't." She just stood there emotionless.
"'m gonna go to them now." I hissed throught my teeths. I made my way to the door and stopped when I heared Myou's voice.
"Ya still look like ya just stood up from the death."
"Fuck ya!" With that I slammed the door shut.
A/N: New chapter. If ya wanna know how Angie and Myou looking like, look at my profile here. There are the links. Hope you liked this chapter. Now I will work on my other story 'Survivor'. Check it out too! It's a 'The Walking Dead' Fanfiction.