"Kiana, that's a beautiful name," I told her, sounding head over heels.
"Um...thanks? So...what are you guys...exactly?" She replied wary and frightened. But other than that, she was taking this very well. The humans we've met before on the streets while patrolling either ran away in horror, or were scared to death.
"Were Teenagers," Mikey explained proudly, while leaning over Kiana all up in her face.
"And were also mutants," said Donnie, while pushing Mikey back.
"And ninjas," Leo emphasized with a shrug.
"And, obviously, were turtles," I added.
"So… your teenage mutant ninja turtles?" She asked putting it all together.
"I guess, but please don't call us that. We sound like dorks." I said slightly embarrassed, which made my cheeks go fifty shades of red. She noticed and chuckled a little.
"Guys, what do we do with her? She can't stay down here, Master Splinter will find out, and she could tell everyone about us," Leo whispered in a not so quiet voice.
"Umm… you know I can hear you right?" She pointed out sounding like an intruder.
"Bruh I feel yeah, I seriously get that all the time," Mikey voiced with a pout.
"Leo really? Are you seriously talking about that now?" I whispered back with rage rising in my throat.
"Fine, we'll talk about this later," Leo agree while shifting and crossing his arms over his chest from being ashamed. His cheeks also turned fifty shades of red like mine. For a few minutes we just awkwardly stood there and stared at the girl. She altered a couple of times feeling uncomfortable, but we just didn't know what to say to her. We've only had three humans in the liar before. Casey, April, and Karai. Plus none of them even came close to what I was feeling with Kiana right now.
"So..why were the Purple Dragons chasing you anyways," Leo wondered breaking the awkward silence.
"Oh...yeah. Those jerks have been chasing me for weeks asking for my money. I guess it's because my dad still owes them money from his last deal…" she answered, her voice trailing off as she fidgeted with her finger on top of my light blanket. I wanted to know more, but I felt that it was best if I didn't pressure her.
"Well, they won't be messing with you again anytime soon," I said with pride and joy.
"Look, no offence, but I really don't need you sticking up for me. I could have handled them," she claimed defiantly.
"Yeah, because it really looked like things were under control with you running away in terror," I rudely stated unintentionally. Her face turned red with either fury or embarrassment as she stood up from my bed. She still had a concussion from when she fainted on the ground, so she stumbled as she walked towards me.
"Just take me home," she demanded furiously when she slapped me and shoved me out of the way, and walked out my bedroom door. Woah, was my first thought. Then ouch was my second. She's got some guts. I like it.