Ninja Stars

The room was bare at most. An old bed pushed against the far side of the wall. A thin blanket covered it with a night stand propped up against it's side. An old wooden wardrobe was a few feet away from him and a hanging light swing from the ceiling. I dropped my bag on the floor and smiled.

"I apologize for the emptiness. We didn't have much time to prepare for you." I only shook my head and thanked the rat, smiling. He exited the small room and shut the door ajar.

With one final look around the small room. I shrugged off my old shoes and sat them on the neatly made bed. Running a hand through my hair, I zipped open the duffel bag. I pushed some T-shirts and jeans aside, to find the small, metal radio that could fit in both of my hands.

I threw open the wardrobe door, my duffel bag in hand and radio in the other, and set the radio on the top shelf once I got on the tips of my toes, the music beating out of it.

'I was there to witness
Candice’s inner princess,
She wants the boys to notice,
Her rainbows and her ponies.'

I smiled when the song turned on and started to hop around my room, grabbing clothes out of my duffel bag and hanging them in the wardrobe. My bare feet padded around the small room and my head bobbed, mouthing the words.

I was hanging up a long sweatshirt when I heard a surprised chuckle. I whipped around, sending the shirt to the floor and glaring at the open door. Darkness in the hallway.

Was one of them stood out there?

Then, when my dagger was in my hand, I heard a squeak. "Wait! Wait! Don't kill me," I recognized the voice. It was Donnie, one of the first that spoke in the group of boys. "I just came to tell you that Mikey was sorry, but you were dancing. Nice by the way."

I only smirked and threw the dagger on my bed. My hands rested on my hips as i stared into the darkness. "You are stood where I'm standing, not stuck on the ceiling like spider man?" I mocked, sending a look to the ceiling. I heard Donnie chuckle. "And anyways, why didn't he tell me himself?"

"Oh, he's here, he just thinks you have a katana or something on you back like Leo normally does and your gonna stab him." he chuckled and I heard Mikey pipe up from beside the door.

"She's not gonna stab me?"

I chuckled. "No Mikey, I promise. Plus, how would I get on with you guys?" i laughed and twisted a shirt around my hand in a knot. I tossed the ball of fabric into the top of the wardrobe, barely skimming the radio. I slipped the Kunai from the sleeve of my top. "But, then again, I could use target practice?"

A few seconds wen by, before I heard Donnie screaming with laughter. Mikey had said nothing. "O-onyx! You scared him s-so bad!" he screamed, and I could imagine the look on Mikey's face...

Actually, I couldn't.

My eyebrows furrowed together with the realization. How on earth was I meant to work with them, when I couldn't even see them? April must have had special contacts. Yet, I didn't even know why I was here, all I knew was that I was representing the academy and Sensei Hamiki.

I shook the thought from my head and told Mikey I was serious about not hurting him. "Phew!" he sighed dramatically. "I thought you were a Raph clone when you came in at first. And, sorry about the nun-chucks..."

I shook my head and a smile graced over my lips. it wasn't unusual for me, despite how I felt when I got to america, I was the funny one out of my group of friends. Although most times i got called annoying, mostly by teachers. The only one who understood my weird and bubbly ways was Sensei Hamiki.

"Yeah? What's Raph like?" I asked, folding a long sleeved shirt into the wardrobe at the bottom, a stark contrast to the ruffled pile behind my small radio in the top cupboard.

"Hot headed, angry, mean, evil..."

"And he hits me all the time!" whined Mikey, which made me laugh. "H-huh..." i had no idea who said that, i was only interested in shoving one or my ninja stars back into it's safe holder.

"Believe me, guys," I said, and pushed another pair of shoes beside the wardrobe. My underwear was in a bag buried deep within the safeness of the wardrobe. "If you asked my friends, they'd call me as annoying as a buzzard. Fun, yeah?"

I heard both of them chuckle, and Mikey started speaking. "So, after your done, do you wanna come train with us or something? Sensei Splinter has a training program to test you a-" I heard a sharp thud on something hard and Mikey yell out.

"Mikey!" hissed a voice. I could tell it was Raph from how I'd analysed their voices. "Only if she's ready. Not that I care. Now, do you guys want some pizza?" I heard one of them moan in pleasure from the mention of pizza. "What about you, kid?"

I raised an eyebrow and sat on the bed, kicking the bag under the bed. "Kid?"

"Yeah, your the same age as Mikey here." I heard another whack and Mikey yell out again, before I could argue back, I heard receding footsteps. I only shook my head. I wasn't the hot head.

"Mean dude. Anyways," I heard Mikey laugh happily and I realized Donnie was gone with Raph. "You want some pizza too?"

Some artist turned onto the radio and I found myself bobbing my head to the music, and Mikey took it as a yes. "Yay! I'll leave some outside your door. Uh, see you later dudette!" I heard him bounce down the hallway, leaving me to myself. I changed into a pair of sweats and a t-shirt quickly, before a knock at my door could be heard.

"Welcome to Paula's pizzeria, you want-a some-a fries with that?" I added an Italian accent to my words and I heard a familiar laugh I already knew. Mikey had put the two slices of pizza on the floor, on a plate for me. I grinned and picked it up, thanking him. "You wanna sit on the floor with me or eat with your brothers?"

He chuckled. "Nah, your cooler than they are." with that, I heard him plop onto the floor and i followed suit. I bit into the pizza and smiled, while i could hear Mikey chewing sloppily, which made me smile a bit more.

"So," I started, and I heard him make a curious noise in the dark. "You guys carry weapons with you, all the time?" I added emphasis on the last few words, showing my imaginary exhaustion of having to carry all my weapons.

He chuckled and I heard him chomp down again. "Yup. Oh, and we train about five or six hours a day," he added, as if it was nothing. "Want another slice?"

"Please." I grabbed a slice from the box, which I could tell was in Mikey's gloved hands. Why was he wearing gloves? I only shook the thought off and bit into the pizza. "If it's not to personal, I'm wondering why you guys don't wanna...show yourselves?"

Mikey didn't answer for a while. We only ate in silence for a while until about three slices were left. "Well...I think you'd pretty much scream and high-tail it out of her, dudette, if you even glimpsed us."

A frown settled on my face. No-one deserved to feel like that. Sitting up from the side of the door, I faced the darkness. a sigh escaped my lips. "Mikey." I cocked my head to the side, hearing him make a noise to show he was listening. "I've seen worse."

A slice of pizza disappeared suddenly, and I heard him chomp down. "How?"

"How what?"

"How can you know you've seen worse when you haven't even looked at me, any of us?"

I opened my mouth to answer, but said nothing. He took another slice and then coughed. "OK, I'm not the serious one, that's Leo's job. So, what friends do you have back home?"

I laughed at his playful attitude and shrugged, knowing he could see me. "There's Jon and Oliver. Y'know, Oliver's your basic jock and stuff, and Jon's a hacker. I have a friend named McKenzie, now she's a hot head, but she acts like the leader." I laughed and heard him chuckle. Then his chuckling cut short.

"...would she beat me up?" I lost it when he said that. He sounded so innocent and sweet, which made me think anything else about him. You could already tell he was a playful prankster with a list of 'jobs' to pull on his brothers. I hoped I was an exception to those 'jobs.'

The pizza box was suddenly in my view. "You want the last slice?"

Biting my lip, I grinned and took the box, thanking him. "Yeah, sure."