{Sequel to: When Love Strikes}
All the ninjas now have their own little family. Now that some years have past, many unexpected things have happened.
Their kids have to go to what is their worst nightmare: High School
While discovering more secrets...
"Rockler, wake up. It's your first day for Pre-K."
"Mom," I groaned. I pulled the covers over my head.
"Come on. I made your favorite, chocolate pancakes."
I bolted out of my bed.
"I'm up!"
My mom chuckled.
"Get dressed and I'll see you downstairs with your father," my mom said and walked out my room.
I changed into a brown shirt, put on black sweater ontop of that, and put on some black pants. I then put on my brown shoes.
I walk downstairs to see my mom, dad, and my grandpa.
"Morning sleepyhead," my dad remarks.
"Morning to you too Mr.I-snore-so-loud," I say back.
"Hey!"
I sit down and I peacefully eat my chocolate pancakes.
After, I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth.
I see the time. It's 7:50am, school starts at 8:00am. I got 10 minutes left!
I quickly rush out the bathroom. I get my black backpack that has hints of brown on, and rush downstairs.
My dad is waiting for me in the car.
I quickly run out and enter the car.
"You ready to go, pipsqueak?" Dad asks.
"Totally!" I exclaimed as I buckle in my seat-belt.
The car moves and a lot of questions start to fill my head.
What was school be like? How will the day go? Will I make friends? Are the kids nice?
I'm snapped out of my thoughts as the car stops infront of the school.
I look in awe. The school was not that big, but for me, it looks huge! It was painted a orange-yellow color, it had a little playground with a sandbox and swings. It looked perfect.
"You ready to go champ?" Dad asked.
I nodded as I unbuckled my seat-belt and hop out the car, my dad holding my hand.
I'll admit it, I'm nervous. Very. Nervous.
I see the front gate of the school open, other kids walking in, saying good-bye to their parents.
"Alright, Rocky, how about you get in? I'll pick you up at 1:00pm" my dad said, using my nickname, "Rocky."
"Alright, dad," I said as I hesitantly released my hand from his.
I took a deep breath as I walked to the gate. I tried to avoid any eye-contacts with anyone. The bell rang and everyone went to a classroom. I started to walk to the classroom, but slowly.
