Roxanna Hart ... the psychic

It was another boring day at typical new York high school and with my reputation

of being the spooky freaky goth chick with no friends that accidents seem to always happen around... yea I was better off alone. the bell rang and school was out for the day so I get up and make my way towards the door. My name is Roxana Hart, and since my parents died in a freak accident I've been living with my aunt Lilly in downtown Manhattan.

"Yo! Roxy, you heading home?" I turn my head to see the most energetic young girl ever... her aura glowed like the sun with a bright yellow ring, "we can walk together... what do you say Roxy?"

"how do you know my name?" was all I could ask cause I never talk to people and she wasn't even scared of me... it was just unnatural.

she giggles and adjusted the books in her arm, "Girl, you are the talk of the school.... but I just wanna be your friend... it seems we have a lot in common."

I involuntary blush as I hurry to look anywhere else as we walk. Suddenly I hear someone's voice in my head and I stop walking. it sounded male yet strange... I wondered why would they be following me. don't they hear the news.... they must have a TV. I am after all the witch of new York.... why would anyone want to mess with that. just then April walked into an alley and I followed and that was when four humanoid turtles appeared from nowhere... I froze.

Either this is really good or really bad... I can't tell. my long wavy black hair and unusual purple eyes caused me to be an outcast.... could I fit in with these kappa?