The turtles had been so excited when they were finally able to go to high school, and accepted into one at that. They had only dreamed of such a thing. Donatello has made friends in the computer club; the thing is that you have had friends like these before, the ones who are friends with you to laugh at you behind your back. Since you were friends with the turtles before they got famous, you kept your eye on them all. They were all doing well... apart from Donnie.

You were walking around at lunch time, trying to look for your purple-bandana'd friend. As you walk outside to the playground did you see Donatello's 'friends' walking away from behind a corner of the school, like a little alleyway between the gates of the school and the wall of one of the blocks. His friends were laughing, proud of themselves, it got you thinking.

Worry enveloped you, so you rushed over to where his 'friends' had just came out from, only to see Donnie on the ground, holding his cheek as if he had been slapped, tears brimmed in his eyes and his glasses were on the floor a bit away from him, one of the lenses had snapped off. He obviously didn't have his Bō stick with him since he was in school, his purple hoodie dirtied along with his black and whitely striped pants.