I ignored the rest of the news, after all I had never really watched before, I liked MTV more, they played songs by the Buffs and The Sink heads, two bands who arose during the year 2001. Mtv also played songs from the 1990’s and 80’s such as Freak On a Leash by KoRn, and other songs by Matallica and Kiss. They also played songs by Backstreet Boys and N’SYNC, and many others as well. As anyone could see, I wasn’t a news type person.

I pushed the noise of the talking and the buzz of the television out of my head, I didn’t want distractions. I began to put the many puzzle pieces that made up my mind together. I was born and raised in Texas, my parents died when I was eight, so I had lived with my aunt Carolyn in Spring. I guess living in Texas accounted to my “southern accent” which Leo had often pointed out. “You must be from the South, Ave.” He had said to me a few days ago, “Oh,” I had replied, “and why do you say that Leo?”

“You’ve got a a Southern accent!” He answered quickly.

“Well good for me, I think that accents give a person more personality, which is something you don’t have.”

“What does that supposed to mean? That I don’t have personality or that I don’t have an accent?”

“Both!” I had replied, this got a laugh out of every one, except Leo of course. ‘What of Diane and Morgan?’ I asked my self, ‘what could have happened to them? What was their history?’ Well, Morgan moved to Texas during the last semester of our freshman year, her father and her had moved from San Francisco, California to Texas because of his job. Mr. Daily, as he liked for Dianne and me to call him, had been promoted to one of the C.E.O.s of an oil company he worked for. Morgan’s mother had died while in labor with Morgan, thus, Morgan never knew her mother.

Dianne Rose was the smart one of the group she too had lived in Texas all her life and she and I been friends ever since third grade. Dianne was also an only child, but unlike Morgan and me she had relatives who lived with her. When she and I where in seventh grade her parents split up and she stayed with her mother while her relatives and her father moved to Tennessee.

I was slightly pulled out of my thoughts to notice Raph sitting down next to me with a bowl full of popcorn, I groaned as I glanced at the T.V., they had changed it to W.W.F. 2000. I took a quick survey of the room to see who was up before I went back to my dream world. Mikie was on the phone, which was on the table next to me, ordering a late night snack of pizza, although we had eaten just an hour ago. I chuckled a bit as he argued with kid on the phone, “Yeah, you heard right, I want two large pizzas with pickles, licorice sticks and whipped cream, and don’t be a minute late, I’m timing you!” He put down the phone and looked at me, “People today, they get too confused for their own good!” He then walked to the ladder to go pick up the pizza, ‘From hand to sewer delivery’ I thought to myself, as I drifted back to day dream land. A little while later after Mikie came back with the pizza, everyone was eating, except for me, I had other things to consider than weirdly topped pizza.

“BRING! BRING! BRING!” a loud unfamiliar noise screamed into my right ear.

“YIPES!” I cried as I literally leaped out of my seat and landed into someone’s lap, I couldn’t tell who at first, my head was in my shell. Finally, I peaked out to stare face to face at Raph “Uhm…” I stammered as I looked for the right words to say, “Is this seat taken?” I asked sheepishly.

He scowled at me until a snarl appeared on his face, ‘Bad choice of words Ave’ I thought as I cautiously slipped of the furious turtles lap.

I decided to leave the laughter filled room and sit in what was now my bed room, yet I still listened in as Donnie attempted to ask who the caller was in mid laughter, “Ha ha ha hello? Who who is this?” There was a pause, and then Donnie yelled aloud “April!” I heard running and struggling and indistinct voices cry, “Gimmie the phone!” ‘April?’ I thought to my self ‘Who do they know that’s named April?’ Just then a knock came to my door, “who is it?” I asked blandly, I was not really in the mood to talk to any one. “It is I, Venus, may I come in?”

“Sure.” She quietly came in closing the door behind her, she and didn’t really talk much, but when we did it was in private. “How may I help you?” I asked in a false voice. “No,” she replied, “I do not require help at the moment. You left rather quickly, did you not want to know who had called?” I stared at her perplexed, yes, I wanted to know who the caller was, but I don’t think that was what she meant. “Well, who was it?” I asked playing her game. “Was it Donnie’s girlfriend?” I asked sarcastically.

“No!” she answered quite surprised at my question, “It is a girl and she is Donatello’s friend, but I do not believe that they are…”

“I get the idea, what was the girls name?”

“April, April O’neil.”

“The news reporter.” I inform myself, Venus believing I was speaking to her replied, “Why yes, she was on the television an hour ago!” She paused as she thought of what to say, “You leaped, pretty high when the phone rang Aeval.”

“Yeah well, I was practicing for the Olympics.” This comment obviously confused her, “But you are not human, i do not believe they will accept you.” I laughed at her reply, suddenly, there was another knock at the door,

“What now?” I asked a bit annoyed at the second knock. “April’s com’n she wants to meet you two! Plus she’s bring’n Casey!” I looked at Venus and asked, “Uhm, who’s Casey?”

Venus shrugged. “I do not know, like you, they have not told me much information about their allies.”

“Oh well us gals are left outta everything ain’t we?”

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