Dirty Little Secret
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. I don't feel like a boring disclaimer…so get over it.
She pulled up into the school parking lot, carefully avoiding the speed bumps, swerving the slightly flat wheels on her bike. After carelessly chaining her bike to the rack, Bulma wiped her forehead and made her way into the main entrance of Morgan Joseph High School, plainly known as JH high.
Lunchroom
'Damn'
She thought, as she smelt the artificial breakfast in the lunchroom. No way that smell was healthy. The blue haired adolescence held her breath and walked into the cafeteria through the double doors. Bulma quickly scanned through the tables for her jet-black haired friend. Her eyes lingered on one student, who sat at a steel cafeteria table surrounded buy his fellow pot headed friends.
This student…he wasn't here last year. He certainly wasn't from here either. His style was up to date, stuff that you saw people wear in magazines. Here in the out skirts of West City, people really didn't pay attention to what they wore. They'd come to school in their pajamas for all they cared. She liked him, he was handsome, his spiked onyx hair, his curved black eyes, that devilish smirk he portrayed every few minutes. Yea… she liked him…before he opened his mouth.
"Hey you!" Vegeta said. His speech was a little slurred, surly because of the marijuana in his system. He slowly stood up and stumbled out of his chair. Bulma unsurely pointed at her self, as the elevated junior nodded confirming his last statement.
"What were you staring at" Vegeta mocked "Do you like what you see?"
No way was she getting into this shit on the first day.
"As if", the disgusted Vixen scoffed. Bulma made an attempt to walk away, but felt a strong, chiseled arms, wrap around her waist.
Vegeta rested his chin on her shoulder and blew into her ear. Ms. Brief stood awkwardly as the rest of the cafeteria looked on, observing the two as if on spotlight.
"You know, if your looking for a good time…my Toyota has plenty room in the back seat" he whispered. Bulma felt her ear moisten from his breath.
"FREAK!" The Briefs heiress ran out of the cafeteria flustered, as the cafeteria audience continued with their business, and Vegeta's boys laughed and cheered.
Girls Room
"Self Absorbed FREAK" Bulma murmured putting on her glazed lip-gloss, while looking in the lipstick framed mirror. She swore that she'd die, before she ever told anyone that there was a chance that, that devil got her, even a little 'hot and bothered'.
"Bee!"
The heiress swung around, only to expose her best friend, Chi- Chi Morgan.
"Chi!"
Bulma grabbed her friend in a tight embrace. They haven't seen each other since the last day of school, Chi – Chi had gone to the Caribbean Islands, to visit her mother. It truly seemed like forever.
"I saw everything that jerk in the lunchroom did! I swear, some men just need to control their hormones!" Chi- chi screamed, in defense of Bulma, who just shrugged.
"Yea he was a freak, but I just walked it off"
"Looks like you ran, to me"
"Whatever"
The girls heard the first bell go out off, and realized that they spent there time socializing instead of picking up there schedules.
"Fuck!"
Both friends sprang out, sparing their good byes.
Hola readers, I know this story isn't going to be that popular, but I was bored. If you're interested, please review! The more reviews I get the more chapters there are to come. Love you all!