What's this? Once again, an old story getting a complete and total revamp? People have been asking me none stop about whenever I would ever start updating my old story, "Let's Go Public!". Looking at the old story, I can't help but cringe. I found the many grammar errors, plot errors and could notice through the final chapters that the story was starting to bleed.

Never in a million years I am going to update that story again.

But, I got so many requests, through reviews as well as through private messages from fans of that story begging me to finish it. One of the people who have asked me several times to update the story is: Dbz looooover. After I received this person's review/private messages I finally reconsidered.

And came with a new plot, same characters, somewhat same idea's. Just a whole lot more story building, humour, romance and drama in the mix. Oh, did I mention that I am giving the genre 'action/adventure' a go? Yep, this is new, this one is beta'd, this one will hopefully satisfy the other fans just as much!

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, or its characters.

Special thanks: Goes to Magicpotion, thank you love for beta reading this story!

Chapter 1:

If there was one thing the young teen named Goku liked, it was the peaceful setting of the forest surrounding Mount Paotsu. With one step into the lush wilderness Goku felt as if the entire world disappeared behind him. All that mattered to him was that he could forget about everything and not have a care in the world.

Animals scurried about, minding their own business. Sturdy trees with wide branches hung in the air, Birds flew about, singing their peaceful songs that no one in their right mind could find disturbing. Even without the presence of the sun, the bright colours of the forest never seemed to disappear.

It was a far cry from the city he lived in. If he placed one foot in to the city all he could smell was the smog and smoke which covered the entire city, all he could hear was cars zooming by, honking out loud to anyone who stood in their way. The city was filled with people always rushing about, minding their own business in such a way that all they could see was their own existence, never bothering to look up, never bothering to turn around and they always seemed to be aimlessly chatting about things that seemed meaningless to Goku's ears.

So there he stood, in the middle of that quiet forest. A wide smile covered his face; with his eyes closed he let the soft breeze tickle his senses. This is where he belonged; this is where he always wanted to be.

"Mister Son?" A small faraway voice said, but Goku ignored it believing he was the only person in the forest.

"Mister Son?" a loud voice yelled so loud this time it caused Goku to jump up and fall with a loud thud on his backside. Suddenly the forest around him disappeared and he was immediately transported back to a musky old classroom filled with his now sniggering classmates. His eyes landing on an old pair of shoes, belonging to that one teacher, he would never want to see in the forest.

"Damn." He muttered, not bothering to respond to the impatient glare coming from Mrs. Kiaro. The class erupted in to a loud roar of laughter.

"Glad you could come back and join us in the land of the living, Mr. Son." The teacher spoke as the laughter slowly died.

"Yes, I'm sure we're all thrilled." He replied as he got back on his feet, took his chair and sat on it again.

"You can report yourself to the principal's office after class Mr. Son, in the meantime, for the remainder of this class's time, try to stay awake!" Mrs. Kiaro, spoke as she returned to the chalkboard.

Mrs Kiaro's pale gray hair tied up in a tight bum, a yellow blouse tucked neatly into her muddy brown skirt she perfectly represented every teacher of this high school. Boring and highly annoying.

Goku smiled sheepishly. In front of him he saw the blue hair belonging to his lifetime friend Bulma Briefs. Her back was turned on him, but by the looks of her shoulders going up and down she was trying hard not to laugh out loud. Her best friend Juuhachi-gou sat next to her, her long blonde hair moved from side to side as she shook her head.

Ah yes, that's right, now Goku fully remembered that in the upcoming weeks, no, months he wouldn't spending time in the forest. Nope, he would be at school, sitting at school desks for hours on end.

The senior year of High School had just begun. And Goku was delighted.

A pair of large brown eyes stared up at the insanely large building that stood in front of her. With her school books pressed tightly against her chest a nervous girl named ChiChi couldn't help but gawk at the building.

Lots of noises of people laughing, screaming and talking at absurdly high volume levels came right from behind those large wooden doors all belonging to teens, which were all the same age as she was.

And she did not know a single one of those teens.

She gulped; her feet were frozen to the ground, refusing to move another inch.

Her heart thumped against her ribcage, the palms of her hands were sweaty and she briefly wondered if there was a place she could quickly change into a fresh pair of clothes. For the ones she was wearing at the moment seemed to be soaked with cold sweat.

Chichi had no choice though; the uniform she wore only came in two pairs. One she wore at the moment, the other one was still in its plastic bag at home.

She couldn't believe she was actually standing there, starring at the building, dreading the moment she actually had to enter it. For all the things she imagined her life would bring her after the summer months, this was one she never even thought of.

All of her life, ChiChi had never been in a place that was so crowded with people. Let alone with people all around the same age as her. She grew up in a small town right outside Satan City. She knew every soul who lived in that town and had always dreaded to go to the city.

Her father had always kept a weary, cautious lookout for his only daughter. Had kept her within the safe walls of the village and this had never been a problem in ChiChi's eyes. Also, he always had been very adamant about Chichi being home schooled and never even spoke about having ChiChi go in to the city doing Kami knows what.

So to say the least that Chichi was unpleasantly surprised when her father suddenly seemed to change his mind about her being home schooled- was definitely an understatement. Yes, her father had abruptly changed his mind and told her she was going to finish her last year of school on the notorious Orange Star high school in the middle of Satan City. Whether she liked it or not.

She was furious, to say the least.

"You what?" she yelled at her father on the day he broke the news to her. She didn't pause for a second and grabbed the very first thing she could reach and threw it straight towards her father's head.

Due to her father's enormous size, it wasn't that hard to hit her father with anything. With her aim the vase flew right against his chest and bounced off, smashing on the floor below his feet.

"Now ChiChi," her father, Ox Mao, held up his hands in a pathetic attempt to calm his furious daughter down.

"I have been thinking about this long and hard and-" he saw the second vase was heading in his direction and quickly jumped aside. The vase crashed against the wall behind him, "ChiChi!" he yelled, "Put that plate down, it's an antique!" he yelled.

But he was too late; he felt the back draft of the plate zooming by his head as it too crashed against the wall.

"ChiChi!" his loud voice echoed through their home, "Stop throwing things and listen to me!"

"Why?" cried his teenage daughter as she was looking for the next valuable thing she could toss at her father's large form. "How could you just make this decision without even bothering to discuss this with me?" she cried again.

"Because I have been an idiot for all these years!" he yelled back.

"Ha! That's an understatement papa!" ChiChi yelled.

"Honey, please, listen to me and stop before you tear the entire house down!" the giant yelled and quickly continued, "I have made my share of mistakes, with everything in my life right now. I have come to the realization that I have not only ruined my own life. But I am about to ruin yours. I cannot let this happen."

ChiChi stopped and blinked, she was still furious but his last words hit her like a ton of bricks and caused her to pause.

"Ruin my life?" she repeated.

"After your moth-…" he swallowed hard, "I can't always stay angry with the world. I can't continue shutting other people out of my life and I refuse to let you waste away behind these walls. You need to see more of the world, get to know other people. Have friends! And…and, go to parties or something. Or… I don't know …Just to not always be studying, or always go sparring with your old man. You should have more in your life then just this house… and…me."

ChiChi felt herself calm down. The look on her father's face softened her heart.

"You think that once I go to high school I'll be leading a better life?" she asked him.

Her father nodded.

"But papa," she spoke, "I like my life. I don't like the city or the people that live in it."

"Please, it would make your father happy to see you do more with your life then what you are doing right now. How can we even say we hate the city? We've never been in it long enough to see what's there to hate or like." Her father's voice was soft, his dark eyes pleading with her.

There was a long silence after he spoke, ChiChi could feel her heart getting heavier the longer she looked at her father's pleading face, "If it makes you happy…" she spoke. Deciding that if it would make her father happier, it would be worth the sacrifice.

Besides, she thought at that moment, what's the worst that could happen?

Those words echoed through her head as she still stood there, in current time, starring at the building. More than a hundred other teens must have passed her, as she stood there lost in her trail of memories.

What was the worst thing that could happen?

Another kid flew past her, he pulled the heavy door open and revealed exactly what was behind it. The corridor was crowded with hundreds of other teens, all yelling or screaming. Guys bumping up against each other, some girls giggled as their shoulders leaned against the lockers. The place looked like a giant anthill, it was over crowded, teens scurried about, ready to crawl right over the ones that stood in the way. The weak were pushed in the back, as the big sturdy ones made sure they stood in the centre, the pretty feminine ones right by their sides.

She swallowed hard as the door went shut in front of her.

What was the worst thing that could happen? She kept asking herself. Well;... she could drown in there. She could quite literally loose all the air in her lungs, die of suffocation and drop dead on the floor. No one would notice, since all were too busy screaming their own set of lungs out. Chichi knew for certain that there was a huge possibility that she wouldn't come out of that building alive.

But she had to enter. She had been standing outside for far too long, she didn't have any other options. Today was the first day of high school and she had to attend everyday for the remainder of the year. It was her father's wish, it was for her own good (though she highly doubted the last part), and it was what had to be done.

Better get it over with she told herself, Chichi took a deep breath and grabbed the door handle. With a strong pull she opened the door. The muffled loud noise was now as clear as day. She gulped again and moved her body into the corridor. As soon as she let go of the door handle, the wooden door slammed shut behind her. The loud bang made her cringe but she was quick to notice that no one else even bothered to look up.

"You can do this…" she whispered and gathered up all of her courage. She moved through the crowd and forced her eyes to search for the principal's office, she was told she had to report there first in order to get her class schedule.

She bumped up against a few kids as she searched for the principal's office; she looked up and noticed signs hanging on the ceiling. One sign read, "Principal's office" and pointed to the left. She turned the corner, bumped up against another teen that nearly threw her off of her feet; obviously he hardly noticed the tiny dark haired thing was actually a girl.

Frowning a little she continued and finally stood in front of the door that would lead to the office. She raised her hand and intended to knock gently. However, the door flew open and out came a large figure that nearly ran her over.

"Whoa, sorry about that!" a male voice spoke as strong hands reached for her shoulders and steadied her, "Didn't see you there."

Chichi looked up and gaped at the young male teen that stood in front of her. He must have been twice her size, broad shoulders, and the strangest hairdo she had ever seen but with a lovely face that would warm any snow queen's heart.

She felt her knees grow weak and a heat reaching her cheeks.

"I don't think I have ever seen you around?" the teen continued wearing the same delicious smile. "You new here?"

She dumbly nodded.

"Oh! What's your name?" he asked.

"Ch-Chichi…" her voice cracked a bit.

"Hi Chichi! I'm Goku… and welcome to hell!" he said with a grin, stepped aside and walked away.

She was speechless, her cheeks wore a shade that was starting to burn, but she didn't care. For she had just seen a guy that could have walked straight out of a high school drama flick, completely flawless and absolutely breathtaking.

Maybe high school wouldn't be that bad after all. For the first time in weeks, ChiChi smiled.

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