Twelfth Grade Kamehameha's

Chapter One

"Ugh," Vegeta mumbled to himself scratching his head full of black Saiyan hair. "Another year of torture." He grumbled as he fell of the bed not fully awake.

"Ah!" The prince let out a muffled scream. He bolted up fully awake, waking over to his closet, nearly tripping over his, one of many, dirty clothes piles. His hands opened the closet door to find one outfit that he had sworn to himself that he would never, in a thousand years, wear that woman clothes. But he knew that the rest of his clothes were filthy and he would not be thought of as grungy. Angrily he trudged into the bathroom pink shirt in hand.

"I swear! Nappa has no sense of what people wear on this planet!" Vegeta thought to himself, pulling off his Saiyan sleepwear and replacing it with a pink shirt, that had the words "Bad Man" ironed on the back, jeans, and pair of white sneakers. He slammed the bathroom door shut, and stomped down the tan hallway, displeased with his shirt. The sight he appeared at made him want to either freak out or jump for joy.

"Breakfast!"The bald Saiyan named Nappa yelled out as Vegeta entered the kitchen. Before him lay a breakfast fit for a Saiyan king. There were five 10 egg omelets, five big glasses of chocolate milk, three big oranges, and a donut.

Vegeta plopped down in a modern red chair, with glass legs. Before Nappa could say "Hi" the prince dug into the "breakfast", eating as fast as he could. He had woken up late that horrid Monday morning. This Saiyan was not a morning person, Nappa on the other hand loved the morning.

Vegeta had to get to the bus stop right now if he wanted to make it to school with out flying and making the six O' clock news, he would have to take the bus. He grabbed his backpack and headed for the door, giving Nappa a dismissing wave and a half-hearted "goodbye" as he exited the capsule house.

Vegeta saw the that street was empty so he flew down the street instead of the time consuming walk. He was the first to arrive at the bus stop, smirking as the bus rolled to a stop. A big group of kids pushed past him rushing to get on the yellow transport vehicle. His smirk turned into a frown as he was the last one to get on. Turning to the driver he let out a irritated "I'm new here, and I shall ride this horrid transportation vehicle.".

Vegeta turned on his heel and went to seat eight. He stared out the window as a boy sat next to him with black palm tree-ish hair, and wearing a orange t-shirt and blue jeans. The boy stared at him with a gleefully confused look on his face.

"What are you staring at?" Vegeta demanded the strange teen running his patience. That's when Vegeta realized he was obviously not human, and was definitely Saiyan. His hair stood on end, the power that immersed from him was Saiyan, but he had no tail. He also looked to boyish to be a human teen.

"Your a Saiyan!" Vegeta blurted out, at the now more confused teen.

"Well my big bro always rambles on about something called that. Maybe, I don't really know. Is it something you can eat? Oh, by the way, my name is Goku." Goku laughed as Vegeta fumed at the thought that Saiyans were mere food. Obviously Goku had hit his head when he was young. Vegeta grumbled and dismissed Goku's nonsense. Turning to see capsule houses pass by as the bus rode to school. Goku kept on talking and Vegeta would occasionally let out a "mhm" or "hmm". The rest of the ride went by in a blur.

Orange Star High School was a pretty big school with a forth of West City's teens in it. Vegeta slowly walked up to the school, groups of people rushing by, the football captain nearly getting knocked over when he ran into him.

"Hey! Watch it!" The captain of the football team rushed by, his coat reading Yamcha on the back. Yamcha put his arm around a girl with light blue hair, who pushed him away smiling falsely and returning to her conversation with the black haired girl beside her.

Vegeta already knew he was going to hate this "school" thing. He stomped to the office holding a note by Nappa and a fake transfer form. The secretary was plump and wore a scowl on her face, Vegeta returned the scowl making her shiver in her chair. He handed the papers to her, and her hand shrunk back as soon as she took the papers as if he had a disease.

"Well here's your schedule, Chichi will show you around." Her chunky finger pointed to the girl with black hair from earlier. She had her hair up in a bun with a strand down on each side of her face. She was wearing a green shirt and a pair of black pants. Chichi's face drained of life as she saw Vegeta's scowl, and then she looked at his pink shirt.

"Right this, pfff, way." She had to contain her laughter until she was out of earshot of the office, and as soon as she was, she said.

"What are you wearing?" She laughed out. Walking down the white main hallway pointing to the gym and cafeteria.

"It was the only thing I had that was clean okay!" Vegeta grumbled and crossed his arms over his chest revealing two muscled arms. Chichi stared at his figure for a moment more before reaching his locker, and regained her composure.

"This is your locker, mines at the end of the hall if you need me. Homeroom is over there." She pointed towards a wooden door near the other end of the hall. Vegeta threw his backpack into the locker and walked towards the class. As he opened the door and handed his note to the teacher, who was around twenty, and was Brazilian, she stared at him with disbelief that she did not have his full attention. The other boys in the room just stared at her goo goo eyed. Since he didn't care for her Ms. Kingly made him stand in front of the class and introduce himself.

"My name is Vegeta," He groaned at the thought of the humans mocking him. "and I'm new here." His black eyes darted to a seat next to Chichi, she was the only person that he knew so far at this school. She didn't even look up when he sat down beside her, intensely trying to make sure all of her summer homework was perfect. He just stared down at his desk, thinking about other things that could help him train.

The class went by in a blur of people whispering about him or studying. As soon as the bell rang Vegeta stood and left, brushing by the most popular girl in their school Tora Meshi.

"Hey! Watch out you b-" She stopped when she saw it was Vegeta and not some one else. Her blue eyes looked from his head to his toes checking out his muscles. That's when she decided that he would be hers. He didn't think the same, he didn't want anything to do with the humans.

Today was the first day of Earth's school system for Vegeta, what will he find as time passes? Love? Friends? New Enemies?

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