Definition of Human (TMNT fanfic)

Friday

(A/N: Luke^^^pic above)
Time skip to Friday
It was too sunny. Too crowded. Too loud. Too this, too that. It was too much for Mikey to wrap his mind around. He wasn't having the best day. Despite the fact it was Friday, he woke up late, he didn't have time to take his pills. Over all everyone was in too much of a rush to get out the door that morning. So now not only could he not stay still or focus, his anxiety was all over the place, which was another thing the pills helped with.
"Hey Mikey," Jason and Luke appeared out of no where making Mikey jump.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya," Jason laughed.
"Yeah, hey," Mikey mumbled.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
He didn't have to rely on pills to keep him going the rest of the day. Did he?
"Well alright, but you better get a move on, isn't your class on the other side of the school," Jason told him, while Luke looked at him worriedly.
"Yeah, see ya guys," Mikey waved half consciously and sulked all the way to 4th period.

"How's my girl doing this fine Friday?" Trevor leaned against the locker next to Miwa's.
"I'm not your girl, Trevor," she rolled her eyes.
Trevor wore his big black glasses today, sort of like Donnie's, a loose sweater, and a pair of ripped jeans to go along with his classic black & white converse.
"Alright, so feisty as usual," he joked.
"Shut up."
"Fine, I'm sorry," he put his hands up in defense for the second time that week, running his hand through his messy brown hair he probably didn't even consider brushing that morning.
"Trevor let me ask you something," Miwa shut her locker, swinging her bag over her shoulder and turned sharply towards the teen boy.
"Shoot."
"Why are you so interested in becoming my friend or whatever you think you're trying to get at," she made a slight disgusted look thinking about the second option.
"I don't want to be anymore than friends, unless-"
"Please stop talking."
"You're a very interesting girl, Miwa Hamato."
"Am I now?" Miwa raised an eyebrow and smirked at him.
"Of course, you're a feisty badass with 4 brothers, which you are really protective about."
"You think you know me just because you know I have 4 younger brothers," she rolled her eyes.
"No, I'm not saying I know you. I know about you, but I don't know you."
"Yeah, let's keep it that way," she patted his back as she went past.
"What do I have to do for you to give me a chance?"
Miwa stopped in her tracks and looked back where Trevor told with a slight frown on his face.
Did he really like her that much?
"Impress me," she gave him one last smile before walking away.

"I hate math dude," Casey commented.
"Is this even considered math, I mean it's shapes," Raph pointed at the board where the teacher drew.
They sat in the back next to their senior friend Trevor.
"Dude," Casey nudged his elbow with the back of his pencil, "what's wring with you?"
"Your sister," Trevor gestured towards Raph, "is the hardest girl to talk to."
"Try living with her," Raph laughed.
"I'm serious man, she won't even let me get one meaningful sentence out."
"Well, Miwa's hard to communicate with, you got to really know her to talk to her and for her to listen to you as much as you listen to her," Raph told him leaning his head against his plopped up hand.
"That's easy for you to say, she's your sister!"
He just shrugged, "I don't know what to tell you man. You got to figure it out yourself."
"Wow thanks you're so much help," he rolled his eyes, paying attention back to the board, where the teacher continued to prepare for class.
"Wait you're into Raph's sister?" Casey asks, dumbfounded.
"I mean, I don't know."
"Good luck," Raph smirked, "the last guy she dated ended up getting a black eye, but he broke up with her on homecoming and I'm pretty sure cheated. If you do ever date Miwa, don't even think about other girls, don't even look at other girls. If she doesn't get to you first I sure as hell will."
"I'm with Raph," Casey turned in his seat where he sat in front of him, "Miwa's like my sister too."
"Guys, I would never hurt Miwa. I'm too scared of her."
The boys laughed saying in unison, "you should be."

As he made it through the crowded hallway his breathing hitched, so he tried to take deeper breaths, but that didn't help. He stopped and looked around, the hallway wasn't that crowded, most people were heading in class rooms. Mikey continued on his way, as he turned the next corner he realized he was holding his breath so he tried to breathe normally. He couldn't which made him a little panicky, and his hands shook a little, and it sounded like his heart laid in his hand it was so overwhelming loud. It took a few moments before Mikey realized what was happening.