Ok as you all probably know I don't own DBZ.
Here is a little info I know you will figure it out but I though you should know.
The little ~* sing means that the character is thinking.
These is when the character is talking with some on the phone {the second person will show as you see in the ( ) } ("Hi there lee!")
My spelling is really bad. (you have been warned)
This is my first story.
I hope you like it and if you would like to give me any suggestions please e-mail me at: Alex_moonface@msn.com
Thank you so much!
Chapter 1
"Where the hell is my skirt!"
Bulma said as she threw cloth out of her closet.
"Mom! have you seen my black skirt?"
"No Hon!"
~*Great, where the hell am I going to find it...*~
She thought as she looked at her now messy room.
____________Ring, Ring __________
Bulma picked up the phone,
"Hello?"
"HI Bulma is your mom home?"
"Yes she's here hold on... Mom!...Phone for you!"
"Thanks Hon!"
Bulma hears her mom pick up the phone so she hanged it up.
"There it is!"
Bulma said as she pulled the skirt out of a pile of cloth behind her closet door.
As soon as she was done getting dressed she leaned towards the mirror,
"I need makeup"
She reached into her bag of makeup and pulled out a black lipstick and dark gray eyeliner.
~*there*~
Bulma walked down to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of orange juice. At that moment her mom turned to see her.
"Hon why are you...I though that I told you not to wear all black."
"Mom don't start that up again!...Look I have to go ok?!"
All her mother could do was hope that some day her baby would go back to the way she use to be.
At school Bulma got to class and sat at the back. (assigned sits you know)
All around her people judged her and comment on her cloth, hair and makeup.
Then 2 girls came in and one said to the other.
"Men she scares me."
"Yeah she looks like on of those trouble makers"
During lunch time she sat on a table alone and during class the only time she would talk to anyone was when she was working in a class project.
She had no friend what so ever.
After school Bulma would usually go to a café shop and do homework or reed a book. By the time she got home her mom had just left to the mall.
~*Men my life is so boring*~
She thought as she walked up the stars to her room and turned the radio on.
____________Ring, Ring __________
"Hello?"
"Hi Bulma! how are you sweety?"
"Hi dad!, I'm fine"
"I talked to your mother and she said it was ok for you to come and stay at my house for the rest of the school year, what do you think?"
Bulma's face turned bright with a smile she couldn't weight to spend time with her father.
"Are you serious?!! That's great! are you coming to pick me up?"
"Of course sweety as a meter in fact I'm in front of the house."
Bulma looked out her window and saw her dad in the car waiving at her.
"Come on I steel have to take you shopping for some new stuff, so don't pack anything."
"Cool!"
She hang up the phone and ran to the car. Before they knew it they were 3 towns away and entering the mall's parking lot.
"Dad...what about school?"
~* Please say I don't have to go!*~
"What about it?"
"Well do I have to go?"
"Of course I all ready enrolled you in one"
~* Well is not like anyone was going to miss me at school*~
Bulma thought as she smiled at her dad.
"So when do I start?"
I hope you like it.