Disclaimer: ok I don't own DBZ but I do own everything else.i wish I did own at least Trunks
Chapter 1: Just An Average Day
'Sometimes it is so hard to adjust to my surroundings. I mean I always keep moving; and for no particular reason sometimes! My parents seem to like to move my brother and me around so much. Half the time we don't even live with our parents. I've lived in at least 10 different places in my lifetime. Hopefully, I will stay here for at least a year.'
These were the thoughts that ran through my mind as I walked to my new high school. The light breeze blew my shoulder-length jet-black hair around my face as I tried to look at the map that I held in front of me. It was a map of the city and I hoped that I could find my way around by using the map. Actually, according to my past experiences, I had a very bad sense of direction. I was known in my previous school to be the girl who got lost when trying to get to school and then when finding the school got lost while trying to get to class! That is just a small sample of how bad my sense of direction is. I've had even worst and more embarrassing situations happen to me because of my sense of direction. But I think I rather not talk about them.
I finally found my school but, sadly enough to say, by the time I got there school was over and the kids were flooding out of the building. I looked at the school building and decided that I should head home. There was nothing I could do at school now that it was over. Home was one place that I really knew how to get to without getting lost. The other place was the local park. Before school started, I spent my time hanging out in the park in my favorite spot to relax: by the lake, underneath the cherry blossom tree. I began my walk back home and when I suddenly thought 'Why go home so early? I could go to the park and relax a little while before I go home.' So I switched directions and headed to the park.
I got to the park and sat down in my favorite spot. After a while of sitting, I decided to lie down. I figured that it would relax me more. When I lay down, I stared up at the clouds and my eyes began to get heavy and I slowly and gently closed my eyes. The last sound I heard before I fell asleep was a bird chirping and singing a pleasant little song.