Crushing On Nunchucks

Close Calls

Zeva POV

I think I'm going crazy!

I was looking out the window randomly when, suddenly I see a flash of green, and when I look over, what do ya know!, I see four giant turtles. I press my face to the window to see them better, but quick as a flash there gone. Just as quick as they appeared.

I shake it off and decide it was only a figment of my overactive imagination. Then, I flop on my bed and get on my phone to play a game.

Moments later I pass out.

Mikey POV

When we where doing out patrol I thought I saw a really pretty girl staring, boredly, out her window, then, her eyes light up and she presses her face to the window. I slowed a little to get a better look, but then a building blocked my vision.

I sighed as we stopped at the manhole cover. Raph pulled it off and we hopped down. Then, we began walking through the sewers to the lair.

I raised my hand. "Hey, guys. Did anyone else notice a pretty girl staring out of her window?" I asked. Leo, Raph, and Donnie look at me. Then, Leo takes half a step towards me, "No, Mikey. Why? Did you?" He replies.

I nod. "I think I can describe her. She had orange-y red hair and light green eyes." I told them.

Donnie steps forward. "Are you sure you weren't just imagining things again?" He asks.

I shake my head and frowned, getting slightly annoyed. "No, I promise, I wasn't. She was there I swear!" I tried my hardest not to yell.

Raph pointed to the surface. "Then, why don't we go back and see what this is all about?" He asked.

Leo shook his head and climbed back up the ladder. Then, he shut the manhole cover. "Master Splinter is waiting. We can check tomorrow." He replied.

Raph crossed his arms, frowning. Then, turns on his heal and stalks in the direction of the lair. I follow hesitantly. Donnie and Leo follow a paces after.

Raph was muttering wave after wave of cuss words and a few creative places Leo could-what was the word he used? Stick?- put his katanas. Leo, being the patient one, was pretending like he didn't hear any of it.

I yawned when we got back to the lair. Donnie chuckled. "Mikey? Are you tired?" he askes. I nod sleepily. Then, head up to my room.

I fell asleep within four minutes.

Zeva POV

"ZEVA MARIE ADDISON! GET UP!" I hear my dad yell.

I sit up groggily. "What! I'm up!"

"You're late for school! Up!" He screamed.

"ALRIGHT!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. He banged my door one more time and then his footsteps receded down the hall.

I got out of bed and dragged myself to my closet and chose a V-neck orange top and jeans. Then I ran to the shower and and took a five minute shower. Then, put on a bit of blush. I never wear make up anymore. I pull on my clothes and grab my bag and phone.

Today is picture day. It's gonna get interesting.

School called Ms. Salt's class down at 3:00. I was first up.

"Smile big!" said the over - perky photo man. I smiled my biggest and the photo was taken. Then, I went back to the class room and grabbed my things. Then, I ran to the bathroom.

Okay, put it this way. The nurse sent me home in a fit of laughter. She knew I forced myself to puke. But I only do it so I don't have to deal with my ex.

He's been on my case ever since we broke up. He was way to controlling.

Then, just my luck, I ran into him in the hallway.

His arms snaked around my waist, as if we'd never stopped dating. " 'Sup babe?" he asked.

I snarled. "Nothing much." I wriggled out of his grip and punched his jaw. "Stay away from me, Brady Jones. " I growled.

He shot me a look and shoved his hands in my back pockets. "Oh, but babe. You can't get away from me-" he kissed my cheek. I growled. "-that easily."

He kissed my sweet spot, right above my jawline. I tried, but failed, to stop the moan that escaped my lips. He smirked, "And it looks like you can't stop thinking of me." he muttered.

Then, he pressed me up against the wall and started to grind me. I felt the silent tears come. He slipped his hand up and underneath my shirt. He worked at my bra. As soon as I felt his hands there I snapped and threw a punch at his chest. he fell on his back.

I bit back a sob. "Get this through your thick skull, Brady. We. Are. Over!" I then, pushed my backpack further up my back and stalked away, leaving a moaning Brady behind.