Time to try a new take on Gohan's time in highschool. Goku will still be alive though and the reason why will be shown later in the story. Gohan is not the sweet, innocent little boy his mother thinks him to be either. He has a temper, and Kami forgive those who gets in his way! Now..on to the story.
italics = thoughts " " = spoken words
First Day
Seconds, minutes, hours. It felt like an eternity that I had been sitting here listening to the monotonic speaking of the teacher. Every second that passed was like torture to me. You would think that the principal would have chosen someone who at least had a tone fluctuation of some kind in their voice, but no, he had to go and bring in a teacher that was practically tone deaf.
Who am I you ask? Where am I? Well, I'll start from the beginning then. My name is Gohan Son. I'm in a craphole place they have the nerve to call an education center or school. Ya, sarcasm intended. This isn't school, this is torture. This teacher pretty much just came out of the stone ages for Kami's sake. I had the sudden urge to run out of the classroom screaming my head off. Why you ask? It's because the things they call new lessons, I learned when I was 4 years old. No surprise there huh? I get called a nerd, a freak, a jerk by the guys, but to the girls I'm almost like a walking God. Not sure why when all they do is stare at my backside while I'm not sitting. First day of school, and I already want to strangle half the teachers that work here. Not because they aren't nice people, they are but half of them don't know what the heck they are talking about when they're teaching. I have caught them making so many mistakes, I likely have made an enemy of my teachers already today. I would literally listen to what they say and every time they say something wrong, I'd write it down. At the end of each class, I'd hand it to them pointing out the flaws in their teaching habits and what they were trying to explain to the class. Most dismissed it and others gave me dirty looks. Okay, enough said. You wanna know how I got into the school to start with? Lets show you what happened then.
It all started one week ago when my mother popped a surprise on me at lunch. She flat out told me I was going to school and she wasn't going to take no for an answer. It started right before lunch that day and didn't end till night.
"Oh come on mom. I know more than the teachers in that school! I could teach them for goodness sakes. Why should I go to a school to learn things I learned when I was four years old?" She just turned around and smacked me with her trusty frying pan, knocking me on my butt onto the couch. "If you think you know more than the teachers Gohan, then go to school and get a teaching degree. Then you can really show those idiot teachers what education is all about. Until you have a degree, I don't want to hear it and you are going to school. Enough said."
I hated to admit it, but she had a point. So, one week later, here I am sitting in a boring school ready to gouge my eyes out from being so bored. Why me? Why always me? I'd rather be training with dad than sitting in this craphole school. The only thing going for it is that girl giving me death glares from 3 seats over. Videl wasn't it? Ya..that phoney's daughter. Have to admit, she is pretty but looks aren't the most important thing. She's got a mean left hook and back kick too. Oh yes, the perfect woman if she would just stop glaring at me.
Events from the Cell Games 7 years prior had opened the eyes of the general public. My family and I were secretly pleased that Hercule Satan, the current World Champ, had made a fool of himself on public television by openly trying to steal the credit for the defeat of Cell. Luckily, nobody knew who I was except for a couple families out in the Mt Paoz area but they kept quiet for the sake of our family and we valued our privacy. The only thing that couldn't be avoided, was the media finding out about where Goku Son lived. They made it a daily thing to torment my family. Thankfully, we had places we could hide and friends that would keep us hidden.
Due to the Cell Games incident, the people were calling myself, my dad, Vegeta, and Mirai Trunks the Golden Fighters. Since they didn't have names, they couldn't track any of us down. Unfortunately, my dad was a recognized figure even with the gold hair so he was the most vulnerable.
The next thing I hear is the loudspeaker blaring and scaring the crap out of every student and teacher in the school. "Pardon for the interruption everyone, but we have an important announcement. It has been brought to our attention that the footage that was recorded at the Cell Games 7 years ago has been located again and is going to be broadcast on tv in less than 30 minutes. Please turn your televisions on and stand by for it to begin. Once it's finished, we all have a new assignment. The mayor of Orange Star City has requested that we try to locate the kid that beat Cell. Apparently there has been a great deal of money sent to the Orange Star City Hall for the kid and he has yet to come in and claim it. Please stand by for the footage to begin. All classes until the footage is done will be canceled."
The speaker shuts off and the students start cheering, all except me. I hated the idea that they were going to start looking for me. Granted, we could likely use the money but was it worth it? My mom wanted her own restaurant but was it worth sacrificing my isolation from society for? Did I love my mother enough to give up my freedom so she could have her dream? I hated to say it, but yes, I would. So now, my journey through HFIL on Earth begins.
So, whatcha think? I know, kinda short for a first chapter but it has potential right? Please read and review. Thank you. :D