Dee sauntered down the corridor, deciding to isolate herself from any kind if socialism. She felt the many faces on her her as she walked, some disgusted, most amused. If anything worse than the hangover, was remembering every detail. And on top of that she kissed her best friend's boyfriend. Her best friend, whom has been like a little sister to her forever. Two betrayals in basically twenty-four hours, good friend you are Dee. Very, good friend. She reached her locker, opening and resting her head inside. She felt like she wanted to die. But this wasn't the first time she felt like this, she gained herself a reputation as the 'wild one' out of her April and Mona, and every time she tried to tarnish that rep, she ended up making matters worse. But whatever, high school doesn't last forever right? Right?
'Hey gurllll' Mona's greeting made Dee jump, slamming her head into her locker.
'Shit.' She muttered under her breath. She removed her head from the inside, slamming her locker door shut. She looked at Mona, and felt a flush guilt take over. She felt horrible, looking at her not innocent, but pure friend. She may be portrayed as one of the most intimidating girls in the school, but she knew her, and she's seen her at vulnerable times, and she knew that telling her about last night would simply crush her. She sighed, pulling her shit together, then smiled vaguely at her.
'Hi.'
Mona tilted her head at her, curious.
'You okay?'
Dee simply nodded leaning against the lockers. This silent response pleased Mona.
'So I'm guessing getting Raphie to talk to you musta worked.' She pointed out, grinning. Dee arched an eyebrow at her.
'You got Raph to talk to me?' She questioned, trying not to sound, annoyed or upset.
'Urmmm yeah but anyway-'
'Oh hey Mona! Dee,' said Victoria. Ugh Victoria Fletcher, aka Lippy Vicki. Kylie Jenner isn't the only person that can pull off the lip liner look. Mona and Dakota secretly detested her since kindergarten, but when high school rolled around and Mona basically became one of Roosevelt's top bitches, she thought it would be best to start a new leaf and to stay on each other's good side. I she guessed that would make more sense than to find them slapping each other every time they did something as sit on their tables in the cafeteria. Mona plastered a cute smile, but behind her teeth she was scowling.
Fuck off Victoria
'Hey Victoria!' Vicki turned her attention to Dee, smirking.
'You seem awfully quiet Dee, I'm guessing the slurred speech effect of booze is still present.' She commented slyly, still smiling pathetically. She made it quite obvious that she didn't like Daktoa, but she got over trying to impress Vicky in 7th grade. Mona stood awkwardly, knowing it was best to stay quiet. Right now she would have this bitch on the floor but it was Victoria, her parents are one of the best lawyers in the city.
'Oh, right, Mo, party on Saturday, home you can make it.' She smiled at her charmingly. Dee stared at her, knewing this would make Vicki uncomfortable. Surprisingly it didn't.
'You knew Dee I would invite you, but, pft, I just don't want you there.' She giggled, putting her hand on her hip. Fuck sake, this bitch. Mona stood on her tip toes, and put an arm round Dee.
'Listen Vic, Dee is my sister, and when I'm there, she's there, so you could either have all or none at all.' This made Dee smile, but instantly that smile washed away. Vicki rolled her eyes, reluctantly giving Dee and invite. Dee snorted.
'See you Saturday.' She exclaimed, waving her goodbye.
Man, i am a awful .The four turtles, stood opposite each other, their weapons out. Their faces deadly serious. Mikey began to crackle.
'Have fun losing.' He retorded, smirking. Master Splinter stood in the corner of the dojo, patient.
'Last turtle standing wins....ikimasu!'
Mikey blew a killer fart in Donnie's face, causing him ti collapse onto the floor. He gasoed for clean air, his vision blurry.
'Turtle down! TURTLE DOWN!' He screeched, crawling away from the fight. Mikey danced, and before he knew it he was wiped of his feet, the katana blade, just moving away from him. He whined, moving beside Donnie. Raphael charged, but bluntly missed. He moved his sais between Leo's katana blades, attempting to make them fall out of his hands, his lost focus, giving Leo an advantage, Leo kept one blade between the said and used his other ones to stab Raph in the chest. He gasped, falling onto the floor under Leo's feet.
'GOOO LEOOOOOOO!' Roared Mikey. Raph shot him a death stare, Mikey using his few brain cells to figure out that he wanted him to shut up. He joined Donnie and Mikey, watching Splinter praise Leo once again.
Blah blah blah blah, Leo's the best as if we haven't heard that shit before.
Master Splinter turned to the other three.
'Training is done for today.' The turtles all began to rush out but Raph was stopped in his tracks.
'Raphael, may I speak with you.'
Raph was slightly confused, but walked over, kneeling in front if him.
"Okayyyyy.....'
Splinter stroked his beard, eyeing his son cautiously .
'Today, I noticed you were slightly...off.'
Raph's emerald eyes widened, and figured out he had been off course. But trust me the last thing he wanted to do was mention of the whole Dakota story. For starters he didn't know that kiss even meant anything. Shit, it took him two years to confess his feelings for Mona. He was known for being tough, not emotional.
'I-I've just been....distracted with.....stuff.' He stammered, knowing this is was going to make Splinter even more curious.
'Well, Raphael, the smallest distraction can cost much more.'
'Hai, Sensai.'
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Sleeping With The Enemy: A TMNT Fanfiction
FanfictionYou don't have to be dead to keep a secret. WARNING: Minor explicit content, reader discretion advised.