Witch Sister Three and TMNT *EDITING*

5- Temper, Temper (Caitlyn)

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'Why doesn't Kylee like the guys…?' I thought as I listened to Simple Plan's Get Your Heart On album. What can I say?  Music keeps my emotions in check, that and I hate it being quiet I always need noise.  A similarity my sisters and I share.  Mo’s music is usually the loudest , though, I will admit.  And the most random.

So why listen to Simple Plan? They’re one of my favorite bands, that's why. My other favorites are Three Days Grace and Linkin Park, but my singing role model is Avril Lavigne. One big problem with Kylee and me liking similar artist is that we 'borrow' each other's CD's, like ALL the time.  And we usually never give them back.  Minor details.

But now I'm rambling, a habit my sisters say I have.  I don’t argue that point.

Anyway, I was utterly confused by Kylee.  If only she wasn't so protective!  It made things twice as hard and complicated. I didn't want to get in trouble with her again, but at the same time I wanted to hang out with the guys. I choose to call someone, I didn't care who, so I called the last number in my phone.  It was Saturday night, what else was I going to do?

"Hello?" a tired voice answered.

"Hey Leo, I didn't wake ya, did I?" I asked him.

"No it's just late. Is something wrong?" he asked.

I bit my lip "I was wondering if, maybe, you wanted to hang out." I asked nervously, because I may have a slightly small crush on him.

"Won’t your sister get upset?” he replied, confused.

I shrugged like he was really there with me.  “What she doesn’t know won’t kill her.” I answered.

"Caitlyn, I really don't think that's a good idea." Leo argued.  "We should probably take this whole thing with caution.  I don't want to be at odds with your sister from the start."

I sighed.  "Yeah, I know.  But I'll take the fall, okay?  I'm so bored.  Please?" I pressed, heart racing.

There was a pause, like Leo he was considering his answer.  Then he exhaled loudly.  “Okay, fine, I'll meet you in the tunnel." I heard him say reluctantly. We both said goodbye, and I started getting ready. I hated wearing make-up, believing in the natural look most of the time. But when I did wear it was on a special occasion and I only wore a little bit. Not that this is special!

For once, I was up later than my sisters, even Kylee.  I orbed to the tunnel and no one was there yet so I sat down for some light mediation while I waited. I wasn't the only meditater in my family; Kylee liked it too, kept her rage in check without getting a dog command from Becca. For some reason she stopped though. Morgan wouldn’t be able to sit still long enough to even try- trust me, I made her once.

"I didn't know you liked to meditate." I heard Leo say and I opened my eyes, but didn't see anyone there.  I used my powers and sensed for him. He was in the shadows, which honestly didn’t surprise me.

 "How long have you been there?" I asked him, rolling my straight shoulders to relax them a little.

"Since you got here. You shouldn't always trust your sight, you know." Leo said as he stepped out of the shadows, arms crossed and a soft smile on his face.

"Don't trust me?" I questioned him, arching an eyebrow.

Leo and I exchanged a smile "More like Raph. He’s the one who doesn't trust you four." Leo told me.

"Eh, same with Kylee." I said while shrugging my shoulders.  “She doesn’t like guys in general.  That’s why we never get to go on dates.  When she’s around, boys aren’t allowed within a three foot radius from us.  Although, they don’t even try after so many years of Kylee growling and yelling at them.”

Leo chuckled.  “Sounds exactly like Raph.”

We talked for a few hours, but when I saw the hint of sunlight coming in the tunnel we had to part. We walked to his home, said bye, and then I orbed home.  Once I rematerialized into my room I walked straight to my bed, laid down, and instantaneously fell asleep.

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“Kit-Kat, wake up!” I heard Morgan’s voice sing, pulling my out of a peaceful dream involving the night before.

“Let me sleep a bit longer.” I begged, rolling over and keeping my eyes closed.

I heard the usual shifting-of-weight that could only be Becca.  “Sis, it’s Monday.  School time!”

“Teacher’s pet!” Kylee sneered from the doorway.

“High school dropout.” I mocked, coming to life a bit more.

“Says the girl who was left back a year.” she retorted.

“Because of when her birthday falls.” I argued, sitting up.

My sister let out a threatening growl before we went to eat breakfast. “So what’s with tellin me its Monday?” I questioned.

“You’ve been worried about being late for school so I figured it would be the easiest way to wake you up.” Morgan answered simply with a small smirk playing with her lips.

 Kylee laughed “See? You’re a teacher’s pet.”

“I’d rather be a teacher pet than a hothead, Kylee.” I stated, a taste of spite floating upon the words.

Kylee growled ferociously and lunged at me, causing me to fall onto my stomach. She sat on my back and pulled my arm behind me painfully.

“Okay mercy, mercy!” I cried out.

Kylee ruefully got off me and I rubbed my arm, seeing Becca write down how long it had taken our elder sister to injure me. I know what you’re thinking. Why would an armature ninja ‘student’ be taking beatings from her sister? Two reasons: one- I would never attack my family unless a demon possessed one of them and I had no other choice, and two- she’s my older sister and when she gets mad…well, let’s put it simple and say she can strike the fear of God into me.  I don’t mess with her when she’s like that, I leave that to Morgan.  And Mo handles it a lot better than I do.

What can I say though? She’s my older sister, andsince Mom and Dad are always busy Kylee’s basically raised us all and made sure we were all okay. Before Bec learned medical stuff, Kylee would patch us up as best she could and pound on the person that hurt us.  She could always lower her whole ‘being over-protective’ of us-which I wouldn’t mind. Maybe none of us would.  Morgan definitely wouldn’t. But I guess we’re all pretty protective of each other. Kylee just takes the whole body guard of the family pretty seriously.

“Um…Kylee?” I started quietly. She breathed a bit and looked at me-almost calm yet still cold. I know she’d get mad if I asked this, but some lines just gotta be crossed ya know? “Ya think we could visit the guys today?” I asked.  I saw Morgan brighten at this out of the corner of my eye and nod like a maniac.  She obviously was thinking the same thing.

“NO!” Kylee yelled. Anger, rage, all her violent emotions shot back into her eyes and I ducked behind Morgan, whose face was now wiped of all brightness as she crossed her arms in disappointment. Kylee growled, snorted like a beast and went to her room, slamming the door.  Maybe she’s possessed by the demon of rage. Or at least that’s what Bec say’s sometimes when she’s not around.

“She is such a buzzkill sometimes…” Morgan muttered.

I crept out from behind her.  “You said it.” I agreed quietly.