Summary: What if Hercule didn't take credit for defeating Cell? Now everyone knows Gohan beat Cell. Gohan still goes to High School, but everything's different. G/V.

You know, I'm a little disappointed. I mean, I know that a lot of people have moved on, but I thought I would have at least gotten two reviews for DBZ Trap! Oh, and fireeyes, if you're reading this: THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SO much! J You are my only reviewer and I am very grateful.

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.

Chapter One

The blue-eyed girl picked up the morning paper and almost dropped it. The headline read:

Son Going to Orange Star High School

Videl eyed the paper warily. 'Great', she thought, 'More stuck-up rich snobs.'

"Ok, Mom!" yelled the teenaged saiyan, "I'll be back around four!"

"You better!" replied his mother, "Or else you'll be in big trouble!"

But Gohan was already flying out the door, ignoring the random camera flashes. 'Great', he thought, 'More cameras.'

"Class", Mrs. Khuddah clapped her hands (A/N: That was for everyone who knows how to speak Arabic. Tee-hee.), "I'm honored to introduce Son Gohan, the young man who defeated Cell!"

And in came Gohan, his eyes as black as his hair. He was taller than most of the boys his age, wearing black pants and a white, long-sleeved shirt with the Orange Star High logo, his backpack hanging carelessly over one shoulder.

He waved at his fellow classmates, who just stared at him in awe until they burst into applause. He grinned nervously and put a hand behind his neck. He looked around the class room, and noticed one girl wasn't clapping, or even looking at him. Random black strands of hair escaped from her pony tail and hung in front of her face. She was reading something, and by the looks of the big, dusty, brown leather cover, it was old.

Then he noticed the short haired blonde sitting next to her, waving franticly at him. He waved back and she let out a yelp of joy. She nudged the girl next to her, who finally looked up.

She was beautiful.

His teacher's voice brought him out of his reverie, "Now, Sharpener, would you be so kind as to show Mr. Son around the school some time today?"

Gohan saw that Sharpener was also sitting next to the dark-haired girl. He had a trace of cockiness in his voice as he spoke, "Why, of course, Mrs. Khuddah."

Mrs. Khuddah directed Gohan to sit next to Sharpener. As she went on with the lesson, Sharpener introduced himself and others, "I'm Sharpener, as you already know. That's Erasa over there", he pointed to the girl who waved to him before,"I'll let you meet a couple of my other friends at snack and lunch."

Gohan frowned slightly, "What about her?" he inquired the other girl, whose head was bent over her paper once again. He looked her over. She was wearing fingerless gloves, ripped jeans, and a black tank top over a baggy white t-shirt. She had multiple piercings on both ears, and had a small locket which hung around her neck. She turned a page.

Sharpener flipped his long blonde hair over his shoulder as his green eyes narrowed. He ripped out a piece of paper from a note book and wrote something on it. He handed the note to Gohan, who read:

She's known as the Ice Queen. Her real name's Videl Satan. Erasa and I are her only friends, but she barely talks to either of us anyway. So don't bother with her, because she doesn't care who you are, or who you defeat. Trust me.

Gohan wrote back:

Why is she like that?

Sharpener: No one knows the real reason, but there have been rumors. People say she's a spoiled brat and she thinks she's better than anyone else. I know that's a lie. Other people say she's a spy from an enemy country. That's a lie too.

He paused, and then wrote: I hope. That made Gohan laugh.

'Are all schools like this?' Gohan thought as random people pushed and shoved in the hallways. He finally made up his mind to dive into the organized stampede. He was soon going in the direction he wanted to, which was good, until he felt something bump into him.

Or someone.

He looked down, and there was that girl. 'What was her name?' he thought, 'Oh, yeah Videl.'

':Say something, you dolt:'

"Oh", he finally mumbled, "Sorry."

':Good job, idiot:'

He held out a hand to her, but she pushed away, grumbling, "Whatever", as she stood up.

He still had his outstretched hand to her as he said, "I'm Gohan."

But she had already turned around and walked off. She didn't seem to notice that her book, the one she was reading earlier, was on the ground. Gohan had, however, and picked it up. He opened it, and his eyes widened at the contents.

At lunch, Gohan had memorized a total of twelve names. Sharpener planned on making Gohan one of his gang, and he is very stubborn when it comes to his plans.

"You got to know the right people", the jock told Gohan, "You could've ended up with some crackpots if I wasn't here."

"Doubtful", Gohan replied, "Very doubtful."

Sharpener just shrugged and told Gohan where he'd be sitting during lunch, and left him to get his lunch from his locker.

For the third time that day, Gohan saw Videl. She was sitting under a tree, writing something in a notebook while eating her lunch. Gohan grabbed his own lunch, which was currently in a capsule, and walked over to join her.

When he sat down in front of her, Videl said flatly, "Can I help you?" She didn't look up.

"Why are you sitting alone?" he blurted out, not realizing what he said until she looked up at him.

"I believe that's none of your business", she said and went back to writing.

"But, don't you know who I am?"

"I know who you are. You're the guy who defeated Cell", she looked up at him, her blue eyes hiding her feelings well, "Let me get out my autograph book", she said, her sarcasm shocking Gohan. She continued, "Look, I apparently don't care who are. Does that settle your undying curiousity, or do I have to find a new place to eat my lunch?"

Gohan's jaw dropped. He's never met such a rude person in his life! The only people that were this mean to him were villains, but he doubted Videl was a threat…

He checked her ki. It was very strong for a human. Not as strong as Krillin, but she would probably be able to hold her own against Yamcha for a round or so. "You're a fighter, aren't you?" he asked slowly.

"Why are you still here?" she hissed, "Can't you hang out with Sharpener or someone else with as much naïveté as yourself?"

His eyes narrowed as Gohan pulled out the book she had dropped earlier. He read the title

"The Divine Comedy," Gohan noticed with some satisfaction that she finally looked at him. He didn't sense the alarm in her eyes, however, as he continued to speak, "Dante, right? This is some heavy stuff. I mean, we are seniors and all, but this is college material." Gohan didn't notice his voice waver with glee, "I thought I was the only one who wanted to read this. You won't believe how hard it is to find someone with good taste…"

He trailed off, realizing he was babbling, and chose that moment to look at her for some trace of the same excitement he felt of knowing that someone understood you.

When he looked up, Gohan felt like smacking himself. Videl was massaging her temples, like she had a headache. "Gohan…" she said weakly, as if asking for strength, "The only reason why I'm reading that dumb book is so I can get into a good college. I'm sorry if I got your hopes up, but to be honest with you, I think that book is the most worthless thing in the whole world."

Gohan sighed with grief. Well, it wasn't like it happened before. He only wished for the hundredth- no, the thousandth time- that his mother didn't teach him so he could read on college level at age ten. He could count all the times people couldn't keep up with him when he discussed his theories of life after death and self-discovery through subconscious states. It was just so-

"-frustrating," Videl was saying, "Isn't it? To think you've finally met someone you could hold a decent conversation with when it's all a lie," she smiled sardonically, "Welcome to my world." She gestured to the students currently eating lunch, students who were oblivious of Videl's disappointment. And now Gohan's.

Before Gohan could reply, he felt a hand on his shoulder, "Sorry, Vi," Sharpner's voice could be heard, "I tried to tell him you wanted nothing to do with him, but he just didn't want to listen."

"It's alright," Videl said, standing up and gathering her things, "I think I handled it pretty well."

She snatched the book from Gohan's grip and walked away.

Gohan was still looking at her retreating form when she turned around and looked at him. She gave him a searching look, then walked inside the school.

TBC!

Well, what do ya think? It seems kinda iffy to me. Oh, and The Divine Comedy is such an awesome book! I've only read the first ten cantos or so, but it's still really good! It's hard though, so if you're a simple fifteen-year-old like me, you might just wanna pick up Bloom's notes. Ok, tell me what you think!

P.O.G.

Bye-Z!