Okay, peeps. Here's another new story, I can't help it, I love to write. I finally got an ORIGINAL idea from my own little head, no one gave me the idea and it didn't come from anywhere. NOT! Actually, I got the idea from the Princess Diaries and My Date With The President's Daughter. Let's see how I incorporate these with Dragonball Z! DBZ belongs to Akira Toriyama and Toei Animation and is exploited in America by FUNimation Productions. I came up with a new name for my precious character. She is a Mary Sue, yes, but the only improvement I made about her was her body. (I'm chubby, in case you don't know) Anyway, on with the story!
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Chapter 1: Lily, The Loneliest First Kid.
"Mother, can I just go one day without Ronaldo?" I begged, "I can go to school without my bodyguard and not get beat up, I swear!"
"It's out of the question, Lily," she said, her eyes stern and set. "Now, off you go!" She shooed me out the White House doors and onto the gleaming front lawn. Ron, my bodyguard/chauffer, was waiting for me. His full name was Ronaldo, but he's pretty cool, for a trained sniper and bodyguard, I mean. He let's me call him Ron because he's such a sweetheart. He understands me much better than my mother, who is the first lady President, and my dad, who just happens to be vice-president of the U.S. Neither really have any time for me, their 15-year-old daughter.
Fame and fortune may seem glamorous to those on the outside, but to me, it's all a pain in the neck.
"Morning, Ron," I said glumly.
"No luck with your mum, eh, Angel Cakes?" He smiled at me as he used my pet name. Angel is my middle name and my best and only friend(besides Ron, that is) calls me by it. Her name is Katharine, but I just call her Kat.
Even though I'm the President's daughter, I go to a Magnet school on the brinks of Washington D.C. We're allowed to wear whatever we want, so I get a little freedom while at school. As I was saying before, life as the President's daughter isn't easy.
First off, there's always something that pulls my mother away from me, and this in turn pulls my father right along with her. So I guess the only real father-figure in my life is my anime-loving babysitter. Ron loves anime so much that it's rubbed off on both me and Kat.
"So, has your mum consented to let you die your hair yet, Angel Cakes?" Ron asked as he pulled up in front of Kat's house. My black hair is short and unruly, more like a guy's hair than a girl's. It spikes up nearly everywhere, which makes anyone who doesn't really know me think I'm trying to look like my favorite anime character, Goku.
"No, she says it'd make her look bad," I sighed, "Why can't I just be a normal kid?"
"You know, you really need to buck up there, Angel," Kat said as she hopped into the limo beside me, "You're depressing me."
"Yeah, and you're a normal girl," I said, my eyes rolled to the back of my head.
"You're not on that trip again, are you, girl?" she asked as she snapped her seatbelt into place. "Well, anyway, are you ready for that Spanish weather forecast today?"
"I'm never ready to give a report," I groaned, "No matter what language it's in."
"And don't forget, we're got that test in music class," I groaned again as I stared at my trumpet case.
"I'm beginning to think that I should've picked the drums," I said softly, "At least then I wouldn't be leaving band with a ring around my mouth."
"You try playing this thing!" Kat said as she picked up her sax, "It can go four times higher than my own voice and I still can't get a clear-cut sound out of it."
"I'm lucky I've been playing for a few years," I said, "I just can't play this thing in front of thirty people who are just waiting for me to make a mistake!"
"You just got to breath, Angel, remember that," Kat warned, "Remember to breath." The limo pulled to a spot in the parking lot and we clambered out of the seat, our packs slung casually over our backs. My blue eyes pierced the area and Kat's greens soon followed.
"Another day at Rose High," I said, feeling the wind carry my bangs. I turned to look at Kat's blond hair and she grinned. I fumed at her for it, she knew I envied her because her mother had given consent to bleach her hair. Kat's mom had even helped!
"Come on, girls, you don't want to be late," Ron said as he led the way, his own dusty blond hair waving in the thick breeze. When he turned to smile at us, I was reminded of his strange eyes, one blue, one green. I often wondered where he had gotten them, because both his parents had brown eyes.
"Oh, goody, Geometry," I muttered. Geometry went quickly, for once and my music test was soon under way.
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Hey, Lily hates Geometry just like the rest of us! Hee! Ron is actually a spin off my crush at school and only my friends know who that is! Kat is modeled after one of my friends at school. So, if you like the story, come back for more later! I don't know when I'm going to get back online, but I'll load up another chapter then!
Okay, side note on my home life: I have a mother with no legs, two brothers who need Ritilan, a father who never has time for me, four cats who think they're dogs and hate me with a passion, four dogs who think they're cats and only one won't bite me on recognition, two gerbils who think they own the place, two rabbits who are freezing their butts off outside, and two tree frogs who can't jump. I have a lot of friends but I can't really consider any of them true friends because we haven't been in an actual life-threatening situation and we don't know each other through and through. I have a computer in my room that I type on constantly, but no internet. Whenever my mom and brothers get their butts off the living room computer(The only one in the house with internet connection) is when I load up my stories and that only happens like, once a week and sometimes there is a month's time before I can get on again because of school. I love and live to write and most likely will be a manga-ka or a story-book author.
Okay, nuff said about my pitiful life. Gotta jet!
Angel of the Dragon /o,o/~