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An; Hi every body! It's been a while for me since I've uploaded chaptered stories since I had the famous writers block.
I have major plans with this one and I've already wrote a view more chapters to make sure I always have something to upload.
Review and tell me what you think so I know I'm not wasting my time with 'Damn (in lack of a good title)'.
Oh, by the way, Any one knows a better title? Damn was the first thing that crossed my mind but it isn't a good title I think. Review!
PS; if you don't like it, don't just crack my story but tell me why so I can change it!
Pan, Bra, Marron and Rachel are all 16 years old.
Goten is 20 and Trunks is 21.
Pan sighed, tapping with her pencil on the school table. She stared into nothing, loosing herself in her thoughts as the monotone voice of Mr. Mirck kept on dragging about the French revolution. She heard a crack when the pencil snapped under the pressure.
Pan looked up, feeling the blood running to her cheeks as she saw every one stare at her. She swallowed but relaxed as she heard someone reaching for the door of the class room. Soon everyone looked at the door as well as it opened.
The principle stepped into the class room, followed by a girl. Principle Keizer led her to Mr. Mirck and started whispering to him. Pan listened carefully.
"I have a new student for you, this is Rachel Break". The principle seemed to glow of pride while telling it.
"She is from the Netherlands and I've heard good things about her. Isn't this exiting? I trust you to make her feel right at home at the Orange star high school." Keizer laughed his slimy laugh and left the class room.
Pan shivered, that man just gave her the creeps sometimes. She studied the girl standing next to Mr. Mirck.
She didn't look Dutch to her. Weren't Dutch people supposed to wear wooden shoes and some crazy dress?
Not that the girl looked like everyone did around here. She had her long blond hair in a pony tail with loose chin length strands of hair hanging on the side of her face. She had big silver gypsy hangers in her ears and a graceful small frame on her noose with lightly blue colored glasses bringing out her blue eyes. She wore a black shirt right above her nave with 'Rodeo Queen' standing on it and a dark blue jean knee length skirt underneath it. She wore cute little black shoes on her feet. She looked a little different but Pan liked it.
Mirck Introduced Rachel Break to the class and seemed to look for something, or some one. His look fixated on her and he smiled.
"Pan, can you show her around here? Make sure she feels right at home!" Pan looked surprised and nodded.
"Why not?" Mr. Mirck 's lips curled satisfied and he showed Rachel to her seat, next to Pan.
Rachel sat down next to the girl called Pan and smiled at her.
"Hi" She whispered softly.
The girl smiled back and whispered her greets.
Rachel opened her bag and looked inside of it. All these books, which one did she need? She looked at the side and saw what book Pan had. She searched through her things and found the same book. She grabbed it out and laid her bag away.
Rachel sighed and worked her way through the easy questions. She already had the French revolution two years ago and there was nothing new here.
Suddenly the bell rang and she looked up. She placed her stuff away and looked up when Pan stood up next to her.
"you can sit with me and my friends in the pause if you want to." Rachel felt relieve inside herself. At least she didn't had to sit alone. Why did her dad had to move to Japan anyway? She was doing okay right there. She had her friends to support her after her mom died and she felt right at place in her own school.
She smiled, not revealing her inner struggle and stood up, following Pan out of the class room.
Pan led her to the pause room and walked to the middle where two girls were sitting.
"hi every body! I want you to meet Rachel, she's new. She's from Holland!" Pan turned around and pointed at her friend with the blue hair.
"This is Bra, and Blondie over there is Marron." They sad down and Bra, the pretty girl with the blue hair turned her way.
"Where in Holland did you live?"
Rachel brushed the annoying side strand behind her ear.
"From Amsterdam." Marron and Pan listened with Bra.
"I thought Holland was a city in Amsterdam?" Marron asked curious. Rachel giggled a little.
" I like to say that Amsterdam's a city in Holland." Bra and Pan laughed out loud.
" No offence to you Rachel, but talk about dumb blonds!" Teased Pan. Marron blushed and pulled a sheepish face.
"how can you blame me? I've never been out of Japan in my entire live!" She sighed melodramatic.
" I don't have a mother nor a brother who wants to take me with them on a business trip like Bra has you know." She said, changing the subject.
Bra smiled adoringly." I've been with my mum on a business trip to Amsterdam once. It's a nice city, but very crowded." Rachel nodded. "yea, that's true. Especially near the palace on the dam. It's even more crowded when there's a fair. Ever been on the dam when there's a fair?"
An; So what do you think so far? I thought it was fun to make this character a girl from Holland since I could use my own experiences for her back ground. That and I wouldn't know how things work in other countries, so........
Got any suggestions, please write in a review or mail me. If I decide to use your idea I'll mention that in the authors notes.
DB_lovingz@hotmail.com
PS; I promise the next chapters will be far more interesting!
3
An; Hi every body! It's been a while for me since I've uploaded chaptered stories since I had the famous writers block.
I have major plans with this one and I've already wrote a view more chapters to make sure I always have something to upload.
Review and tell me what you think so I know I'm not wasting my time with 'Damn (in lack of a good title)'.
Oh, by the way, Any one knows a better title? Damn was the first thing that crossed my mind but it isn't a good title I think. Review!
PS; if you don't like it, don't just crack my story but tell me why so I can change it!
Pan, Bra, Marron and Rachel are all 16 years old.
Goten is 20 and Trunks is 21.
Pan sighed, tapping with her pencil on the school table. She stared into nothing, loosing herself in her thoughts as the monotone voice of Mr. Mirck kept on dragging about the French revolution. She heard a crack when the pencil snapped under the pressure.
Pan looked up, feeling the blood running to her cheeks as she saw every one stare at her. She swallowed but relaxed as she heard someone reaching for the door of the class room. Soon everyone looked at the door as well as it opened.
The principle stepped into the class room, followed by a girl. Principle Keizer led her to Mr. Mirck and started whispering to him. Pan listened carefully.
"I have a new student for you, this is Rachel Break". The principle seemed to glow of pride while telling it.
"She is from the Netherlands and I've heard good things about her. Isn't this exiting? I trust you to make her feel right at home at the Orange star high school." Keizer laughed his slimy laugh and left the class room.
Pan shivered, that man just gave her the creeps sometimes. She studied the girl standing next to Mr. Mirck.
She didn't look Dutch to her. Weren't Dutch people supposed to wear wooden shoes and some crazy dress?
Not that the girl looked like everyone did around here. She had her long blond hair in a pony tail with loose chin length strands of hair hanging on the side of her face. She had big silver gypsy hangers in her ears and a graceful small frame on her noose with lightly blue colored glasses bringing out her blue eyes. She wore a black shirt right above her nave with 'Rodeo Queen' standing on it and a dark blue jean knee length skirt underneath it. She wore cute little black shoes on her feet. She looked a little different but Pan liked it.
Mirck Introduced Rachel Break to the class and seemed to look for something, or some one. His look fixated on her and he smiled.
"Pan, can you show her around here? Make sure she feels right at home!" Pan looked surprised and nodded.
"Why not?" Mr. Mirck 's lips curled satisfied and he showed Rachel to her seat, next to Pan.
Rachel sat down next to the girl called Pan and smiled at her.
"Hi" She whispered softly.
The girl smiled back and whispered her greets.
Rachel opened her bag and looked inside of it. All these books, which one did she need? She looked at the side and saw what book Pan had. She searched through her things and found the same book. She grabbed it out and laid her bag away.
Rachel sighed and worked her way through the easy questions. She already had the French revolution two years ago and there was nothing new here.
Suddenly the bell rang and she looked up. She placed her stuff away and looked up when Pan stood up next to her.
"you can sit with me and my friends in the pause if you want to." Rachel felt relieve inside herself. At least she didn't had to sit alone. Why did her dad had to move to Japan anyway? She was doing okay right there. She had her friends to support her after her mom died and she felt right at place in her own school.
She smiled, not revealing her inner struggle and stood up, following Pan out of the class room.
Pan led her to the pause room and walked to the middle where two girls were sitting.
"hi every body! I want you to meet Rachel, she's new. She's from Holland!" Pan turned around and pointed at her friend with the blue hair.
"This is Bra, and Blondie over there is Marron." They sad down and Bra, the pretty girl with the blue hair turned her way.
"Where in Holland did you live?"
Rachel brushed the annoying side strand behind her ear.
"From Amsterdam." Marron and Pan listened with Bra.
"I thought Holland was a city in Amsterdam?" Marron asked curious. Rachel giggled a little.
" I like to say that Amsterdam's a city in Holland." Bra and Pan laughed out loud.
" No offence to you Rachel, but talk about dumb blonds!" Teased Pan. Marron blushed and pulled a sheepish face.
"how can you blame me? I've never been out of Japan in my entire live!" She sighed melodramatic.
" I don't have a mother nor a brother who wants to take me with them on a business trip like Bra has you know." She said, changing the subject.
Bra smiled adoringly." I've been with my mum on a business trip to Amsterdam once. It's a nice city, but very crowded." Rachel nodded. "yea, that's true. Especially near the palace on the dam. It's even more crowded when there's a fair. Ever been on the dam when there's a fair?"
An; So what do you think so far? I thought it was fun to make this character a girl from Holland since I could use my own experiences for her back ground. That and I wouldn't know how things work in other countries, so........
Got any suggestions, please write in a review or mail me. If I decide to use your idea I'll mention that in the authors notes.
DB_lovingz@hotmail.com
PS; I promise the next chapters will be far more interesting!
3