Mt. Paozu High Students
Mt. Paozu High School, set atop the scenic mountain region of the same name, appeared beautiful in the morning sunlight. The school had a relatively small population, only 147 students in attendance. One of those students arrived at this school on this Monday morning in misery after suffering the consequences of a hangover acquired by his party thrown on that past Saturday night. His parties were notorious around school, as his home was in a very private, isolated area surrounded by a beautiful lake with waterfall, and he lived alone since the death of his adoptive grandfather years earlier. He leaned against the lockers, more tired and irritable than he had felt in a while. He looked up to see a spry girl almost skipping towards him and waving. Obviously she was not feeling any pain from the party they had thrown together. He was only able to look at his best friend, not quite feeling the strength to lift the corners of his lips into a smile yet.
"Goku, you look awful!" His beautiful blue haired friend proclaimed when she saw him.
"Food." Was all he could say.
The girl was startled by another voice as someone else approached the duo. "Oh, yeah, I thought your cupboards seemed empty when I went looking for a midnight snack during the party. Didn't you have any more to eat?" The dark haired, handsome figure said as he wrapped his arm over his girlfriend's shoulder. Goku just growled, he was really irritated now, knowing that his friend knew he could be hungover and starving all day yesterday. The girl fumed, thinking along the same lines, and slapped her boyfriend in the back of the head.
"You idiot! You should have checked on him to make sure!" She said as she looked at Goku like he was a poor wounded animal.
"I ended up going out to eat and finding some food then, so I didn't think of it. But you know, I saw that kid Yajirobe going through your cabinets. Maybe he was the one who ate all of your food, Goku." His friend snickered.
"Ugh, come on Goku, let's get you something from a vending machine before you keel over." His friend said as she took his hand, dragging him to the nearest vending machine.
"Hey Yamcha, where are Goku and Bulma going? I was just coming here to talk to him." Goku's other best friend, a short bald junior, said to Yamcha.
"Yeah? Got something on your mind, Krillin?" Yamcha asked.
"I just wanted to see if Goku could give me some tips at practice today. I wasn't really happy with the way I played in the last football game. You think he's too busy to talk?" Krillin asked.
"Take a look over there." Yamcha said, indicating the direction Goku and Bulma headed earlier. Goku had emptied everything from the vending machine, sitting on the ground leaning against it, eating in such a frenzy that he barely removed the wrappers. Bulma stood next to him, waving people away who were staring, some laughing, but most just astounded. Unfortunately, the two friends regularly attracted a lot of attention. They had been best friends since before high school, and were both very popular in school. Bulma, a senior, had started the popularity trend with her beauty and status as a rich heiress to the renowned Capsule Corporation. When Goku started school a year later, his friendship with her, good looks, friendliness, and amazing ability in athletics quickly sky-rocketed him to popularity as well. Popularity had a lot of perks, but it was a drag when surrounded by your peers seeing you in bad shape looking like a side show.
Krillin shook his head with a smile and started heading to Goku, but he was too late. The bell rang and it was time to go to first period. Unfortunately for Goku, there was to be an exam in this class, algebra, which he had completely forgotten about. He knew he was failing this class, and could feel the impending doom as he began the test. After class, the algebra teacher, Mr. Popo called Goku to the front of the class.
"Goku, you need to report to Principal Kami now." He said, taking only a moment to look at Goku, then returning his gaze to his papers he was quickly grading on his desk.
"Why?" said Goku. Mr. Popo did not respond, just pointed at the door. He could be a little weird sometimes, so Goku just shrugged and walked to Mr. Kami's office.
"Mr. Kami?" Goku asked, as he peeked his head in the principal's open door.
"Ah, come in, Goku." Mr. Kami always looked like he was scowling, so Goku was wary to find out what this was about. "Goku, you are by far the best athlete in this school, and we are winning against other schools at every game you play in, so we would hate to lose you." This didn't sound good.
"Why would you lose me? I don't plan on going anywhere." Goku asked nervously.
"Because you are failing two of your classes, and getting dangerously close to failing others. If you continue at this rate, we will have to kick you out of athletics, and you'll end up attending summer school, possibly repeating your junior year again next year." The Principal informed him as he shifted slowly in his seat.
Goku's face dropped in a deep frown. "Aww, I knew I wasn't doing well, but I guess I should have been paying more attention to my grades." He pensively scratched his chin.
"Because this school is invested in your success, Goku, I have already assigned a tutor to you. She is the best this school has to offer, and also a classmate." Mr. Kami authoritatively told Goku.
"Okay, fine, maybe this won't be so bad…when do I meet the tutor?" Goku said in a moping manner.
"At the library during 4th period. I've already had you both excused from your classes for that period today so you can have your first session. Then you will need to arrange further sessions on your own time. Her name is ChiChi, and be prepared Goku, she will not go easy on you." Mr. Kami warned.
At lunch, Goku acquired a massive amount of food from the lunch line, then sat at his regular table with Bulma, Yamcha, Krillin and their other friends, Tien and Lunch. "So, I was called in to see Principal Kami this morning." He said as he started eating.
Bulma gasped, "He didn't find out about the party, did he?" She couldn't stand the thought of being reprimanded for being involved.
"If he knows, he didn't say anything. Couldn't do anything to us, anyways. Don't worry, Bulma." Goku said with a smug look on his face. He was right though, his parties were untouchable by any school discipline.
"So what was it about, Goku?" Asked Krillin, as he warily eyed his blue haired, shallow, flirtatious ex, passing by.
"He assigned me a tutor, said if my grades don't improve, I can get kicked off all sports." Goku said indifferently with a shrug.
"What?!" Krillin, Yamcha and Tien all exclaimed. They were all good athletes, but they knew if they lost Goku, their winning streak would definitely come to an end.
"Goku, you better do whatever that tutor tells you and bring your grades up quick!" Krillin yelled at him.
"Who's your tutor, Goku? I'm shocked they didn't just ask me." Bulma mused.
Yamcha, noting Bulma's slight offense at being overlooked, offered her an explanation, "Bulma, being a genius does not necessarily make you a good tutor. Could you imagine how frustrating it would be trying to keep Goku's attention on algebra or history for any length of time?" Bulma realized the truth in what he said, and sighed in relief as she was suddenly grateful that Principal Kami hadn't asked her.
Ignoring Yamcha's comment, Goku answered, "Her name is ChiChi. I'm meeting her in the library 4th period."
"ChiChi? Really? She could be good for you, but you've got your work cut out for you, Goku." Said Bulma.
"You know her, Bulma? How?" Asked the tall, bald boyfriend of Lunch who was currently holding her hand as he ate neatly with the other.
"She's my lab partner in Biology. She's not as smart as me, but she is really smart, and a very hard worker. She's never been to one of your parties, and doesn't go to games, so you may have never seen her, but she's a hottie." Bulma said, resting her chin on her interlaced fingers and wiggling her eyebrows at Goku suggestively.
"Bulma, don't start that again." Goku said. Bulma thought everyone should have a boyfriend or girlfriend in high school. She had hooked up Tien and Lunch, and had tried several times to find a girlfriend for Goku, but he was not interested in a girlfriend. Why would he need one? All the hottest girls in school were always throwing themselves at him. He could mess around with a girl and carry on the next day still single, no need to end up like Yamcha and Bulma with all the commitment and fighting. He wouldn't have time to take a girl anywhere, anyways, with all his games, practices, martial arts classes and now tutoring commitments. Goku finished his meal and prepared himself to head to the library for his dreaded tutoring session.