~Chapt. 2~

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-Zayne's POV-

Yesterday was weird.

I mean, having someone that wasn't myself protect me. Now I'm getting into this stupid mushy stuff.

"You good?" The ginger- shit- April, spoke.

"Still shaken from the Purple Dragons jumping ya?" Emo boy- fuck- Casey asked.

I chewed on a piece of garlic bread from the school cafeteria. Not good, but I'll manage.

"I'm not shaken up from that stupid attack. I told you, I can take care of myself." I retort, scoffing. It's annoying how people think others can't take care of themselves.

"Whatever you say man."

We continued to eat in silence. A certain question popped up in my head.

"Where'd you two learn that fighting technique? Ain't seen it anywhere."

Both teenagers froze, glancing at each other with widened and nervous eyes. Super weird.

"An o-old friend of ours taught us!" April stammered.

"Ok.. what's his name?" I asked. Not gonna lie, those moves were sick. Like hell I'm admitting that out loud.

"Uh.. Leon- ow!-" The gap-toothed emo got elbowed in the side by April. Heh.

"Just Leo."

"Okay, you two are acting super weird. And I've seen weird."

"Like, 'humanoid turtles' weird?- Ow!- Stop that, Red!" This day is funny. In both terms.

~Time skip~

My dumbass got jumped yet again by that stupid stickbug purple cult.

It fucking hurts. I'm just sitting in an alleyway, looking like a fucking ragdoll. The other two are nowhere to be seen, and they fucking stomped my phone. Just great.

Am I passing out? Shit, I am..

I suddenly awoke to coldness on my bare back. Am I on a table?

"Oh thank Galileo! Your awake!" He sounds so high pitched for a tall turtle.

Hold on-

A FUCKING TURTLE?!

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