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Title: You Rock My World
Author: Aoi Megami
Chapter: Prologue
Chapter Title: The Good Old Days, Or Maybe Bad

"Who is he?" a blue haired girl asked her blonde friend as she pointed to ta guy who is surrounded by girls and a few guys, he sat on a bench and everybody sat around him, some on the floor and some on the bench, mostly girls as they throw themselves at him like whores.. He is about 6'1 tall, has black raven hair that stood up like flame, but is almost cut before it could go any higher. He has deep black onyx eyes, a broad body, perfect shape and the right size of muscles.

"That's Vegeta Ouji." she said. "He's a senior." she stated.

"So?" the blue haired girl asked.

"Waddaya mean so?" the blond haired girl asked. "He is the most popular senior, ever." she said dreamily. "Girl's would kill to go out with him."

"Why?"

"Well, for starters,...he's the captain of the football team, the captain of the basketball tem, has he's own band, and have a very dreamily beautiful voice."

"Does he have a girlfriend?"

"Used to!" the blonde girl said. "You are so new! Do you know that?" she said as she stared at the cute Senior guy. "He'll never go out with a sophomore." she sighed.

"Well, we'll just have to asked him, don't we?" the blue haired girl said as she started walking towards him.

"Waddaya mean 'we'?" the blonde haired girl asked as she was being pulled to the Senior group.

"Oh! Vegeta! You are sooo strong." a raven haired girl cooed. Vegeta smirked, and they all started laughing. They stopped as they saw two figures in front of them. Vegeta looked at them, his eyes stopped on the Blue haired girl. She is beautiful, her great porcelain skin, her deep blue eyes, her perfect body, and shape. But the problem is, she looks like a sophomore, and no seniors ever go out with somebody younger than him. He himself made that rule. His thoughts were interrupted as the raven haired girl that has her arms around him spoke.

"What do yo Sophomores want?"

"Definitely not you!" the blue haired girl said.

"Bitch!" the raven haired girl said back.

"Whore."

"What do you want!" a voice interrupted the argument. The blue haired girl looked at the source of the voice, her dream guy, Vegeta Ouji, her friend was right, he has a very dreamy voice. But before she could say anything her friend went ahead.

"I'm really sorry, but my friend had lost her head." her blonde haired friend said as she tugged on her arm, motioning for them to leave.

"Why? What does she want?" Vegeta asked as she looked at the girls big blue eyes.

"I like you." the blue haired girl said before her friend could even say anything. Everybody stared at her. Then they all laughed, except for Vegeta, he just stared at her, and she stared back at his onyx eyes. Then he smirked, she was surprised.

"What's your name girl?" he asked as he smirked, but never took his eyes off of her. Everybody on the group stopped laughing and stared at the two.

"Bulma." the blue haired girl introduced.

"Bulma hmm,...?" he said as rubbed his chin.

"Yes." she said solemnly.

"Well Bulma,...what grade are you in?" he asked.

"10th." she said as she smiled. 'He's nice.' she thought as she continued smiling.

"Well Miss Bulma the 10th grader." he said as he stood up.

"Vegeta!" the raven haired girl scolded. Vegeta ignored her.

"Why don't you leave us alone and give up your dreams, if you ever think that I'm going out with you." he said coldly. Bulma's smile faded, and tears formed in her eyes as the seniors started laughing. "I don't have time to babysit so scram." Bulma's blonde haired friend stared at him. 'What an asshole.' she thought as she grabbed Bulma's arm, almost crying form and dragged her away from the laughing group. Bulma just let her friend dragged her, she kept her eyes glued on Vegeta. Her face went from embarrassed and hurt to anger. She'll get her revenge on him, if it was the last thing she did.