~Chapt. 4~

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-Zayne's POV-

I want to fucking kill someone-

Before I could finish my thought, April had interrupted me by shouting at Casey, since he was acting like a dumbass. Isn't he always a dumbass?

"Red!- stop!-" He burst out laughing, attracting the attention of some tables, making me scowl.

We were in the school cafeteria, with one day before my birthday. I had told no one. Thank God. I proceeded to absentmindedly stab-fuck my food with my fork, making April glance at me from time to time.

"What's got you so mad today?" April asked after a bit.

"Nothing, you stupid ginger. Leave me alone." I bitterly replied. April glanced back at her food after a bit. I then sighed. "My birthday's tomorrow." April perked up.

"What? Your birthday?-"

"Your birthday's the day before Halloween?!" Casey interrupted, making me roll my eyes.

"Yes. It's not that big of a deal. I'll be turning 17." I roll my eyes.

Should I tell them about those weird turtles?

"Will you be doing anything special for your birthday?" April smiled.

"No."

"Okay.. we should do something though! Like, hold a party, or go trick-or-treating?"

"I'm not doing anything for my birthday!" I growled, rolling my eyes. God they're insufferable.

"Why not?" April looked at me with furrowed brows. "Did something bad happen on your birthday?"

"Like hell I'll tell you!" I crossed my arms.

"Sheesh, chillax dude. Touchy subject?" Casey inquired.

"Can both of y'all shut the FUCK UP-"

-Time skip-

I kick the door angrily, already seeing bags of unknown stuff on the table, along with a note.

"Don't look in the bags. This is for tomorrow! -Mom"

I roll my eyes, my eyes and head starting to ache from being angry. I slide on headphones, finally feeling some peace as the familiar metal blares in my ears, making me close my eyes for a split moment.

I suddenly feel muffled sounds of shuffling footsteps and a small thud, followed with a quiet smacking sound. I instantly grab the metal baseball bat resting on the edge of our door, and I pause my music unwillingly, setting the headphones down as I stealthily head towards the sounds, until I paus toe at my door.

"Both of you, hush! The Foot could already be here trying to kidnap Zayne!" A somewhat familiar voice harshly whispers. Leo.

I burst through my door, seeing all four turtles freeze. "What the fuck!" Leo shot a glare— "Are you four doing here!?"

"You didn't respond to anything, dude! We were worried Shredder found you!" Mikey dramatically complains.

"Who the hell is Shredder? Is he a cheese grater brand?" I tilted my head, not even caring about the now wheezing Raphael.

"Okay, listen. After you left that day, we were ambushed by the Foot. They are probably planning to use you as bait to lure us out." Leo spoke. What is he talking about?

"... What?!"

(Once again, so sorry for the wait, those who are reading and enjoying my story.)

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