Blazing Red (Book 3) (COMPLETE)

Parasitica

What's worse than being told to live with four turtles, a father rat, a mutant tiger girl, two human girls, and your brother in a sewer?

Going to school with some of them.

Apparently, just because NYC got abducted and mutated into aliens and back doesn't mean that there's no school the following week.

In the group was Ember, April, Angela, Casey, and I. Positioning myself in the back, I watched as they all talked about things like TV shows and martial arts skills while I stayed mute as always.

"I totally could've had him Ember, if Raph's huge hand wasn't in the way" Angela exclaimed to the black haired girl beside her.

"Maybe, but he did have the upper hand-"

"Yeah he had a upper hand, but if you would've used your tininess towards his bulky self. You could've used your kamas to swipe his sias at a 30 degree angle to the left or at least stuck your weapons together for a second to move to his left and jabbed him with the butt of your weapon to bring him down"

Before I knew it, I was done with my opinion without realizing I said it out loud. Everyone's head was towards me and their eyes were widened a bit with their mouths ajar the slightest.

Ember was the first to speak up, "That's definitely true... but why the left?"

"Cause he's right handed which makes it his dominant side as his left side will have a weak pressure point to knock the person off balance for a millisecond"

'I really gotta stop, this is what happens when you hang out with weirdos; ya' talk alot'

"Does someone have a crush on a muscle headed turtle?"

Me and Casey screeched at what April implied as she just smiled innocently.

"(I/she) does not!" We yelled in unison.

"Wow, they even talk at the same time like siblings on tv" Angela gushed at us.

"We do not! Stop that! Ughh!", this was so complicated.

By this time we were facing the school, well they were. I knew they would be suspicious if I didn't enter the building, but since their all occupied in their own little groups; it was my chance to leave.

The familiar alleyway hasn't changed a bit when I set foot on my territory. This was New York of course, so no one looked at me weird when they saw a teen girl walking around instead of being bored to death from the prison called Hell-I mean school.

We were in our mid October so the weather was turning leaves to orange and red and the wind a cooler breeze and I hated this time of year; the worst season yet. Living in a house with no heat will make anyone agree with me, a parent who doesn't even feed you is even worse for that matter when you been having to scavenge for food off the streets for years.

I pulled the small leather jacket closer to me if that was even possible. The jacket had memories worn through its fabric; my first steal when I was 10 years old. Since then, I had it as the only resource of warmth. Through the years, it's been torn then patched up, rip on the collar, snagged on the alley gates, peeled off because of the heat of the sun, etc. Mom never gave me alot, only things she needs.

"I thought I would find you here"

'Dammit Bro'

"What do you want?" I asked leaning on the walls now watching my so called brother step inside the half lit dead end.

"I had a hunch that you wouldn't be at school"

I couldn't help but chuckle, "Never been going since what... Two years ago; bout to be three now"