A/N: I have not written a story for a long time and might have lost my touch, I'm not sure if I did an awesome job with this one. But please take a look.
She took off of her locket and hung it around her baby's head.
"I'm going to name you Hope, in hopes that you turn out better than me." She looked so motherly. Yet she still had a baby face that hasn't gotten to shed its baby fat. She allowed her kid to play around with her raven hair as she observed her little face.
"Come on Pan, you're talking like an old lady, you're only 14!" A male of the same age stood next to her, worried that his friend might be suffering depression, he placed a hand on her shoulder to show his concern.
"Trunks you don't understand, my life's over. From now on, I want to focus all of my energy on her. Look at how much energy she has, she hasn't stopped crying since I last breastfed her."
"You know you can't keep her. What are you going to tell your parents?" He was sent to bring her back, he wasn't so close to her anymore, but he still cared about her.
"The truth." She said, still smiling at her child.
"And what is the truth? That you and some guy got drunk and got stupid?" He said now concerned that she might be delusional.
"Trunks, something's wrong, she isn't breathing." The young girl panicked, holding out her baby and yelling for help. That was when she realized that the baby was shaking.
"Doctor!" The girl screamed as her baby's condition worsened by the second.
"Pan it's too late, she's dead." The boy said.
They watched as the doctor took the baby away. The girl sat there frozen.
He had her arms around her, giving her support before he blurted out his true intentions. "Pan I know this is sad and all, but look at the bright side, now you can come home."
The girl stared at him in disbelief, as she laughed her pain away, she slapped him across the face. "Do you know that she was your daughter? DO YOU KNOW THAT WAS YOUR DAUGHTER THAT THEY JUST TOOK TO THE MORGUE?" She screamed. He accomplished his goal, she's coming home, but little did he know she wouldn't want anything to do with him again.
"Mr. Big. I've got a present for you." whispered the blue-eyed blonde. Any high school freshman would kill for her hair, body and popularity. Of course everyone's got flaws. Hers, would be that she's easily brought down by the sight of an ultra bulge.
"I've learned a new trick from Tess, I gotta say, this job is going to cost you extra." Not horny, primitive maybe. To her, size is the only thing that matters. Besides her sex filled social life, she's also miss teen queen, just got accepted by the provincial pagent.
"Oooo, aren't you the dirty one Marron Chestnut." This one's one that appears super decent to the untrained eye, but actually very horny. He would come up to you, ask about your little sister, be your knight in shining armour, then goes off to fuck his girlfriend.
"Oh my, have you grown the last time we met?" Don't be fooled, she's not talking to the lavender haired pretty boy.
"You're the one to talk, are you wearing a pushup bra or did someone go through puberty again?" The boy smirked. Ironically to him, size didn't matter, but it also didn't hurt.
Marron removed her bra to reveal her bare top. Marron immediately flapped up her skirt to reveal that she was wearing any underwear. The two had their hands all over each other. They first enjoyed a LONG passionate kiss before the actual thing.
"So show me your new move Miss Double D." Marron grabbed trunks by his manhood, opened her mouth and then she-
They were cut short by the motion of the door of the storage opening, followed by the sound of a soccerball dropping. The owner of the ball didn't even bother retrieving it. It was another girl from the same grade, as seen by her green and brown uniform. She appeared slightly maturer than the blonde because of her bone structure. She was wearing her raven locks down, with it trailing down her hourglass figure. She stood there, obviously mad at what she is seeing, she retrieved the soccer ball, grabbed a tarp at the same time, and violently threw it at the copulating couple. Yelling 'This is a school!' before she left.
"Sonny what the hell's wrong with you, the Data Management test is in 15 hours!" said a pretty girl in red. This one is a complete mirror image of the copulating male from before. If he were bore as a female of course. She wore a pretty red outfit that complimented her figure, but no where near as much as Marron's. A year younger than Pan but due to her fabulous brain, she was able to skip a grade and still be at the top of that grade.
"I'm just tired." The Asian lied.
Growing up she had a crush on Trunks Briefs, a family friend but also a close friend to her. At the time, most of the girls from her middle school had his name doodled in their notebooks. However she grew distant from Trunks when her puberty hit, she ran away from home, and started an unhealthy life on the streets of New York. About a year later, she came back, she never really talked about what happened, but she's changed.
Almost everything about her changed.
"You're right the test is tomorrow, let's cram, I need a good mark for my university application."
The blue haired maiden smiled. "That's the spirit Sonny!" Bra's pretty much the only friend Pan's got left from childhood. Bra reminds Pan of her happy years, and slowly has done some progress on making her happy again.
Pan sat at the table knocking her heels against the table to show her annoyance towards her friend being late.
Just as she took another sip of her Jasmine Tea, a redhead traveled towards her from acrossed the room and rudely sat down in her date's seat.
"What's the matter doll? Date stood you up?" He said while conveniently moving himself into her territory.
"I'm expecting someone and you're sitting in his seat, if you don't get up now you're going to regret it." Said Pan with no emotion in her face.
"Aren't you a tough one, I like girls who play hard to get." Before his hand made its way to Pan's chin, he was picked up and thrown back to the other side of the room.
"Sorry I'm late." A rather handsome voice spoke. He had a body that suggested speed skater, scars that suggested thug, but the face to suggest innocent bystander. He had a hairstyle that uncontrollably sway towards the right. There was family resemblance, around the eyes, same sort of depth.
"Goten why do you do it. You live around the block." She said, still with no emotion on her face.
The man smirked, running his hands through his hair, he teased Pan. "Did you miss me too much?" Pan still seemed unimpressed, she gave Goten a stare that said 'do it again and you'll find yourself dead in your bed.'
"Ah, enough about me, how are you feeling." Goten said as he sat back straight.
"When they asked me to come back here they were all so eager to make a change in my life. When I actually went back I guess they realized how much work it was and stopped caring." It didn't seem like a big deal to her, she told the story as if it's a camping trip.
"It's my last school year, Bra wants me to concentrate on school and quit my job. I'm going to live with her on the account that I wouldn't be able to afford rent." She said, taking another sip of her ice tea.
"Does that mean you're going to be living with Trunks then?" Goten's playful smile was gone, nothing mattered more to him than Pan's happiness.
"Yes." That was all she said, and nothing more.
A/N: Ok this is a slow chapter, nothing much really happened. The funny stuff comes later. But tell me what you think I need encouragement to keep on writing the story!