"Today will be your day"

"Be careful, flames will spark with an old/new classmate."

"Search for love, and you may receive."

"Oh… Bra you always get the best." Marron whined.

"Mine stated…. today will be your day and my day was horrible. I failed my math test!" Marron whined again.

"I told you, I am the fortune cookie queen" Bra stated biting into her crunchy cookie.

"Classmate huh? Oh wait, …..I bet it's about you and Robert!" Marron geed with happiness. "Weren't you two talking after class?"

Bra stopped her chewing and raised her blue eyebrows in wonder.

"Oh my dende, YES! He asked me if I was going to JJ's party Saturday night!" Bra said surprised.

"Ha, he is totally going to be your flame Bra! The guy is major hot!" Marron stated sipping her coke.

"This is so awesome! I'm going to hold on to this fortune!" Bra said grasping the small sliver of white paper with red writing, placing it inside her bra. Underneath her white oxford school shirt.

"Why are you putting it there?" Pan asked surprised by her friend action.

"Duh…to keep it close to my heart!" Bra said proud of her achievement.

Pan rolled her black eyes. The girl took fortune cookies way to seriously. "Bra?"

"Yea, Pan?"

"Your heart is placed on the left side of your chest not your right!" Pan corrected, pointing to her own left sided chest.

"Really? Well, umm….I like my right boob better then my left. It's shaped more roundest. Besides it's all in the same area" Bra said carelessly, adjusting her shirt.

Pan shrugged her shoulders. She didn't want to argue with her best friend. Besides, Bra was always carefree and not seeking perfectionism. If it made her feel better to place the fortune on the right side, then let it be. Wasn't going to hurt anyone!

"You know…. I think my right boob is more roundest too!" Marron said holding on to her breast, studying them closely.

"You know Marron, I think your left is more roundest." Bra stated focusing on her friend chest.

"Hmm…you think so?"

"Yea, totally!"

Gosh, if the two weren't seeking any attention in the restaurant earlier, they were now! "Who would present such displays in public?" Pan shyly thought. She watched her two best friends across the wooden dinner table. Both putting a lot of focus on each other's breast then they would in their school work.

"I guess they would!" Pan utter to no one particular. Her friends didn't care about such displays obviously. Both acting so girly sometimes, it freaked Pan out.

Sure, she was a girl. No mistake in that but if she had a choice to play with Barbies or Tonka trucks. Tonka trucks would be the winner!

She remembered being a little kid and playing in the dirt with those fun toy trucks. Bra and Marron never dare set foot in the dirt with her but always offered to place the famous Barbie and Ken in her truck. She smirked at the thought of those days.

All were now, 17 years old, and seniors in high school.

Pan was defiantly maturing now, compared to her friends. Bra and Marron were maturing physically but mentally they were still little girls hoping to become grown women.

People walked by the dinner table browsing at the girls peculiar behavior. One person pointed at the dinner table "What are those girls doing?"

Pan was brought out of her thoughts and laid her face down on the table. She didn't want to be recognized as one of the girls focusing onto each others breast. "How embarrassing"

"Pan, what's wrong? Did you eat too many rice balls?" Marron asked noticing her friend face down upon the table.

"I'm fine!" Pan grunted

"Marron, Pan is a sayian. She could eat plenty more rice balls then she ate tonight!" Bra stated glancing at her watch now. 5:55 p.m.

"Pan, hand over your fortune!" Bra asked laying her hands out.

Pan picked her head back up from the table. "Why?"

"Because I said so and besides it's 5:55 p.m."

"So, What's the big deal? We don't have a curfew to be home, do we?" Marron asked, curiosity getting the best of her.

"No, but Pan's luckiest number is 5. With three consecutive 5's she should see her fortune come true!" Bra stated remembering her numerology physic book chapter 7 entitled numbers and fortunes.

Pan grabbed her fortune near the end of the table and placed it into Bra's hands.

"You are ridiculously crazy to believe such things Bra!" Pan stated watching her friend read the small sliver paper.

"Wow, love! Love is in your fortune Pan! That's fantastic huh?" Bra asked waiting for a response from Pan.

"Whatever! If you notice the fortune said "maybe" on it!" Pan said not impress by the foolish words.

"Cheer up Pan! Geez, sometimes you can be so negative!" Marron said glancing at her friend unenthusiastic expression. "Maybe it'll come true!"

Bra's aqua eyes lit up when an idea crossed her mind.

"We should go see a love doctor!" Bra said grabbing onto her red beaded purse.

"A what?" Marron asked confused.

"A Love Doctor! There's a love doctor down town Tokyo. He is always advertising his business on the local television station! He works miracles and can make two individuals fall in love if asked to do so!" Bra stated proudly, digging in her wallet and placing cash on the table for their recent meal.

"Bra, we are not going to some idiot Love Doctor! It's all a hoax for money!" Pan stated stretching her arms out in preparation to leave the restaurant.

"Love is overrated! It's all about sex now and days Bra! True love doesn't even exist no more!"

"But….Your lucky number 5 and…..your fortune cookie…and the time being 5:55……..and………." Bra was stopped mid sentence when Pan raised her hand in front of her face.

"No, Bra. It's stupid." Pan said once more walking out of the restaurant doors leaving her friends behind.

"Hey…wait up Pan!" Both Marron and Bra screamed. High heels clicked on the pavement as her friends caught up with her.

"Pan, are you angry at me?" Bra asked concerned.

"No, Bra! I just think your going overboard with all these philosophies of fortune cookies, numbers, and etc.! Besides, we have finals next week to study for. Isn't that the whole reason for this gathering?" Pan asked waiting for the crosswalk light to turn green at the end of the street corner "Shoga lane." One more block down the road of Capsule Corporations.

"But…."

"Please Bra! No more!" Pan interrupted.

Bra sighed. "Ok…but will you still help me with my history final?"

"Geez, Of course Bra! It's not like I marked you off my friends list!" Pan joked as Bra smiled.

"History isn't hard at all to learn!" Pan stated as the crosswalk light turned green. She walked briskly down the yellow safety lines of the crosswalk her friends close behind her.

"Well, I really think it's hard to remember all the dates and names of old people. Besides, those people are dead and had no fashion sense whatsoever."

Pan laughed out loud for her friend seriousness of low standard of fashion throughout history.

"History is not my favorite subject." Bra stated frustrated.

"The only subject you like is cheerleading!" Marron giggled.

"Cheerleading is not a subject! It's an activity!" Pan corrected.

"All you need is some motivation in your history studies. History is a teaching to help you not to make the same mistakes twice!" Pan said turning the corner of the sidewalk.

"Well, one mistake I'm not making again is buying Armani pink heels when Gucci pink heels match my pink prom dress better!" Bra said as they walked down the busy streets of Orange County.

A breeze brushed against Pan's skin warning her of the storm that was evidentially making itself known. Thunder rumbled loudly across the small town of Orange County.

"I hate finals!" Marron said following her friends. "I hate thunderstorms more!" Bra said as tiny rain drops fell from the blue grayish sky. "Oh goodness…my hair is going to get wet if we don't hurry!" Marron whined as she gently jogged in her red high heels. They needed to hurry to C.C before it decided to pour down. All jogged quickly heading towards C.C.

Trunks groaned searching through his messy desk of papers. Being President for nearly 3 years, and he still couldn't get his office clean. He was always drastically lagging behind in work. Account numbers needed to be in numeral order, letters needed to sent out for C.C. charity foundation, files needed to be copied and filed, 1,000 faxes needed to be faxed by the end of the day, and a new fresh pot of coffee needed to be fixed.

His stomach growled when the thought of coffee cross his mind.

"Where are those files?" Trunks stated angrily to no one but himself. It was 5:55 p.m. and way past work hours. He had been locked in his office for nearly 9 hours with not even one single break.

He needed to find Doctor Henderson files, graph charts and blue prints. The doctor called early this afternoon requesting immediate help for his new business. He was a big contributor towards C.C. charity foundations or years and if he needed help right away, he was going to get it! Trunks had to keep C.C good reputation and denying the doctors request after all his contributes would look horrible for C.C.

"Damn it!" Trunks screamed getting on his hands and knees looking on the carpet floor for that one file he drastically needed.

Lockwell…… Avalonsmith…..Merdianreach……. Oceanated…….Henderson.

"Ha, found you!" Trunks said feeling victorious. He quickly grabbed all of Henderson stuff and rushed out his office doors. He needed to meet Doctor Henderson half a hour ago in the C.C. lounge room. He was very late, hungry and overly stressed. Rushing to the elevator he pressed the down arrow and waited.

Bra groaned trying to understand how World War I started. Pan had been trying to explain for 30 minutes now. Bra just didn't understand and she was not interested at all.

Marron sat on Bra's pink butterfly bed reading a new issue of Cosmo.

"There coming out with new Armani high heels with sequence added to them!" Marron said outloud.

"Really? Let me see!" Bra said leaving her books and Pan alone on the floor. Both were lying on the floor going through the Orange County high school history book. Pan was teaching Bra, and she had to be the hardest person to keep attentive. Her distractions could b anything from someones sneeze or someone specificlly stated something about new shoes. "Agrrhh" Pan groaned annoyed. She was really losing her patience and if Bra was taking a break so was she. She grabbed the blue remote and turn the hot pink designed television on.

Hey folks! Are you tired searching for your soulmate? Are you tired of all those love websites? Are you tired of all those personal adds? Are you tired of even trying? Well fear no more! You want love, I can give it to you! I'm Dr. Henderson the Love Doctor. Yes, the Love Doctor! I can guarantee you results and have you fall in love! Wanna try? If so visit our office down town Tokyo, listed at the bottom of your screen. Love is reachable just grasp it!

"Hey….It's that love doctor I told you about earlier Pan!" Bra said her attention turned to the television.

"That's him!" Marron asked impressed by the doctor charm.

"Yea, doesn't he look sincere?" Bra said to Marron.

"Defiantly, I don't think he is a hoax!"

"You guys are so gullible, to think he is serious." Pan said sitting up from the floor she was lying on earlier.

"I believe him" Marron said watching the tv screen.

"Geez, I hate to see someone waste their money on him! I wouldn't even want to meet him! He has hoax written all over his face!" Pan stated stretching her sore body.

"I really need a break, Trunks is still working?" Pan asked Bra.

"Probably, mom told me he has been extremely busy! You don't want to stay and watch tv?"

" No, thanks. I'll go give Trunks a friendly visit! He probably hasn't encounter a human being all day in that lonely office!" Pan joked. She really needed to escape from her friends and their girly concerns about shoes and love was annoying her. She really needed some male influence and Trunks was the guy! He had always been such a great friend. Both knowing a lot about one another. Trunks was the guy who wore his heart on his sleeves unlike his father Vegeta. If you needed a shoulder to cry on, he was your guy. He hasn't cried on anyone shoulder lately or shown his face lately. Probably been to stress to think about himself. Pan thought walking through the halls of C.C. She reached the elevator that lead up towards his office. She pressed the up arrow as the doors opened.

She was taken back when someone was already standing in the elevator. "Weird, office hours are not open!"

"Does this lead to President Trunks office?" the short man asked.

Pan nodded, and entered the elevator. He looked so familiar to her but she couldn't put her finger on it. She glanced down trying to avoid staring at him.

"Sounds like we are getting some heavy rain huh?" He asked as the rain poured on to the C.C. roof loudly.

"Yea, sure is!" Pan answered waiting impatiently for the elevator to reached it's destination. The annoying classical music played through the speaker of the elevator as thunder rumbled outside.

"Ding…Ding" was heard as the door open reaching it's destination.

"Doctor Henderson!" Trunks stated as the elevator doors opened. Revealing Pan and the short man inside.

"Pan, what you doing up here?" Trunks questioned and entered the elevator.

"Just visiting!" Pan said feeling awkward for such a simple reply.

"Well, lets head down!" Trunks stated pressing the number 1.

"Doctor Henderson, I have all your stuff right here ready for you to sign!" Trunks gestured towards all the papers in his hands.

"Sounds great!" Dr. Henderson stated noticing Pan and Trunks stealing glances at each other.

Trunks put his hands over Pan shoulders and whispered in her ear "Sorry but the visit may have to wait till I get him to sign some papers!" Pan nodded her head understanding!

"So how's the Love Doctor business going?" Trunks asked turning his attention to his client.

"Love doctor! Love doctor! That's who he is!" Pan thought to herself stealing a glance at the short man. "I knew I recognized him!"

Her thoughts were suddenly stop when the elevator lights blinked on and off a couple times and came to a screeching halt. A large "bam" was heard as if lighting had just struck the C.C. building.

"Oh no!"

Author Note: Ok guys, a new story that popped in my head recently! Hopefully it catches a lot of attraction. I'm really hoping for some review, if not I may just delete it and toss it out the window. Please review and let me know your opinions. Bye bye.