Well I've had this idea in my head for quite a while so yeah…

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball/Z/GT

The sun started rising over the horizon signaling the beginning of a new day. The rising sun combined with the natural beauty of the 439 mountain area created a picturesque scene of brilliance, one that you would never see from the city.

"Pan, get up before your father eats your breakfast!" Videl shouted up to her.

"Oh HFIL no, not again" Pan grumbled groggily getting up.

There had been many instances when Pan had not gotten up quick enough for Gohan's liking and she would come down to the kitchen to find that there would be no more food for her that morning. Her father would just assume that she wouldn't want her breakfast. But she's a Saiyan, there's never a time when she wouldn't want food. Plus he's her father; he should know his daughter enough to know that she would never give up meals like that. The first time he had eaten her food had been not a good day. If Pan were as hot headed as Vegeta she probably would have blown the roof off the house. But she has waaay more self-control than that, instead she opted for taking her pent up anger on the poor, unfortunate souls that she calls her classmates.

'Hm Pan's taking an awful long time getting down here; maybe she doesn't want her food. If that's the case I can't let all of Videl's hard work go to waste.' Those were thethoughts of Son Gohan as he slowly inched his hand towards Pan's food. His wife, Videl, shook her head in disapproval knowing that he would have to face Pan's rage when she comes down. Her daughter has a temper as bad as her own and the strength from her father to back it up. Those two factors combined with the fact that she's a teenager make her into a deadly force. Videl looked at Gohan's hand, which was about a half inch away from Pan's food, 'HFIL hath no fury like a Saiyan with their food taken from them.'

"Back away from the French toast dad." Her voice dripped with venom on 'dad'.

Gohan's hand immediately shot back and quickly relocated to the back of his head while he wore the Son GrinTM on his face. Pan glared back in return, showing that she hasn't been bought by the look. The reason is simple and comes in the form of the Son Grin 2.0TM. When Pan was a little girl she had noticed that the original Son GrinTM had started to lose its potency. She had to do take action herself and after adding a surplus of total naivety and mega wattage to it, born was the Son Grin2.0TM which is guaranteed to melt the hearts of even the most cold and heartless of creatures. But this new and upgraded version can be harmful to the eyes if not used carefully, so it needs to be used with caution. But this is beside the point.

"Heh, heh, heh. Sorry Panny, I thought you wouldn't want your food since you were taking such a long time getting ready and all." Gohan sheepishly explained.

"Well you thought wrong." Pan glared at her father for a full two minutes, but she stopped when she realized that her food was getting cold. Gohan let out a breath that he had been holding in, when he noticed that his daughter's attention wasn't on him anymore. After breakfast, Pan told her parents, good bye then she grabbed her backpack and flew off to school.

After flying for about fifteen minutes she could see the outskirts of Satan City. Coincidently, Pan goes to Orange Star High School, the same school that her parents had attended as teenagers. She used to be home schooled by her grandmother until junior high, when her Gohan and Videl decided to enroll her in public school, much to Chi Chi's chagrin. But they were not going to wait until she was eighteen years old (which she is now) to put her in school with people her age.

Pan landed in an alley a few blocks away from her school and decided to jog the rest of the way there. She reached her destination relatively early which is good for her since it means that she doesn't have to rush to class. She went inside the building and leisurely strolled over to her locker to get her books for her first class of the day, Calculus. Despite the fact that she learned everything in that class and more at the age of ten, she still dreads going into Mr. Hertz's classroom. Who'd want math this early in the morning?

Her musings were cut short when she noticed that she arrived at her classroom. The quarter Saiyan went inside and immediately spotted her two friends sitting in their usual places near the top of the stadium style seating. She went and took her spot between the two blondes. On Pan's left sat Rose Art who is the polar opposite to her personality in the fact that Rose is your typical teenage gossip queen that loves shopping, boys, and more shopping. 'I never realized how much Rose reminds me of Bra.' On Pan's right sat Pen Sil, your typical jock that thinks he's the best at what he does and listens to his muscles more than his brain.

"Hey babe, how are you this morning? You know I saw you last night, in my dreams." Then he, in a manner thought was suave, slipped his arm around her shoulder.

"Pen, if you do not remove your arm from me in three seconds, I'll snap it in three places. Each place for every second."

Pen wisely chose to remove his arm from her.

"In the four years that he has known Pan, Pen has been rejected 1,461 times."

"You're correct Note, and just now makes it 1,462 times."

Note and his twin brother Pad continued their discussion about how many guys have been rejected by Pan in the past, and then went on about the percentage either one of them had with her. It came out to be a very low percentage. The object of their affections (or obsessions) rolled her eyes at their antics, not taking any action because they haven't crossed the line…yet. At that moment Note and Pad put their calculators and graphs to the side because the teacher had just walked in.

"All right class let's get started." He said with exuberance in his voice, to which the students, save for Note and Pad, let out a collective groan. That didn't deter Mr. Hertz though, because he's one of those teachers that actually loves his job.

The rest of the day dragged on for Pan, with lunch being the only highlight, but she made it with only one class to go, Physics.

Physics for Pan is a lot like Calculus, and it's slightly less evil in her eyes. The only reason though, is that it comes at the end of the day. She entered the room and sat next to Rose. Pan shares all of her classes with either Pen or Rose; she also shares all of her classes with Note and Pad. Much to their delight of course.

Rose greeted Pan but she didn't get to say much else for their teacher, Mr. Vector, who had just walked in, shushed her. He was more on the strict side and he goes through the lessons very quickly, so you can't afford not to pay attention in his class. Pen learned that the hard way when he received an earful from his parents when they saw his dropping grades, but that is another story for another time.

While Mr. Vector droned on about speed and velocity, most people in the class were hurriedly taking notes trying to keep up with him. A few of the jocks that just didn't care for their grade didn't take notes along with Pan who had no need to take notes and opted for staring out the window wishing that she could just fly out there. But her classmates would freak if they saw that, so that plan is out. When she looked up at the clock, she noticed that class was going to be over in about twenty minutes.

"Okay class, I'm going to wrap this lesson up early because I have an announcement." Hearing this from Mr. Vector was a relief, in fact you could hear all the pencils and pens dropping, everybody started to stretch their cramped hands.

The teacher chuckled at this, "Anyway class, there will be no school for you next week because we will have a field trip."

Everyone cheered at that.

"Now for those of you that think that you could just miss an entire week of school and not expect to do any work, you've got another thing coming." He looked pointedly at the group of jocks mentioned earlier, "this field trip is worth forty percent of your grade and it's counted as a project. If you don't go you'll have to do a ten page research paper that I would expect to have on my desk the day after the trip. So you all should go. It would be an easy A and would boost your grade exponentially." He cleared his throat, "Now I'm sure you're all anxious to know where you will be going. Well, it's my pleasure to tell you that we will be staying an entire week at the illustrious Capsule Corporations."

The class broke out into excited murmurs, but Pan inwardly groaned, 'Great, just great, my class is going on a trip to Capsule Corp., this day just gets better and better. Dende must be holding something against me. Think Pan, have you done anything to him recently to merit this kind of cruel and questionable punishment?' while Pan was trying to recall any recent pranks that she had done, up on the Lookout a certain Namekian named Dended was playing a game of cards with the genie by the name of Mr. Popo.

"Mr. Popo, do you have any threes?"

"No, go fish."

Dende reached in the deck and pulled out a ten. 'Aw man, I just can't seem to get rid of this three and win already.'

Back down on Earth, Pan was inwardly cursing her fate when Rose piped up on her right, "Can you believe that we get to meet the Trunks Briefs?! I mean this is so exciting I can't wait!" she then gasped, "But what would I say? What would I wear?!" Pan stared at her as she continued, "I'm serious Pan, we need to go shopping this weekend and buy something suitable to impress him."

"You mean you need to go shopping, because I could care less about getting his attention." Pan stated.

Just as Rose was about to retort, a spiteful voice spoke up, "Well of course Pan wouldn't waste her time doing something a girl would do. Besides Rose, you shouldn't waste your time. Once Trunks looks at me he won't notice anyone else." She continued with her tangent until Pan cut her off, "Hey Angelica, shut up and leave Rose alone."

Angelica is your typical snobbish queen B (if you get what I mean on the letter B) that picks on those smaller and weaker than her. Pan is definitely smaller than her, but she is by no means weaker than her, she could snap Angelica like a toothpick. And as entertaining as that sounds she'd never do it because she would get grounded for a long time.

"Now Son Pan if you think that you could just-"

"I was serious when I told you to be quiet. Your voice hurts my ears and gives me a headache."

"Pan you're such a-"

"Seriously Angelica, nobody wants to hear your voice." She replied coolly.

Angelica glared at her and then turned around.

"Wow Pan, I can't believe that you stood her up like that." Rose looked at Pan with awe.

"It's not like she can physically hurt me, as for her words, I've people a lot worse than her. She's just a minor nuisance to me."

"Still it's great anyways. She used to pick on me since we were kids."

Pan smirked playfully, "Stick with me kid, you'll go places."

The two of them laughed it out together when the bell rang signaling the end of school. Pan and Rose left the classroom and went to their lockers when Pen showed up.

"Hey babe."

"Do not call me babe. I'm nobody's babe." She gave him The GlareTM the very same one that Videl gave to Sharpner every time he tried to hit on her. Pen backed with his hands raised in surrender. He continued speaking in a nervous voice, "I was just going to ask if you heard about the field trip."

Pan raised an eyebrow, "Oh that. Yeah."

Rose took that moment to jump in, "Yes, we've heard of it. I can't wait, this is going to be so cool!"

She's excited that she'll get to meet Trunks Briefs." Pan explained. "Well I gotta get going, long drive home and all."

"I could give you a ride babe." Pen tried working his "magic" on her one last time.

"No thanks." And Pan left.

When Pan made it home, she dropped her backpack on the couch and then she went onto the kitchen to get a light snack. Well, light for her considering that it was a dozen sandwiches. Afterwards is homework which she breezed through. 'Times like these make me glad for grandma Chi Chi's crazy homeschooling.'

Later that evening Pan was sitting at the dinner table with her parents. She and Gohan were inhaling their food as usual and Videl, having been used to it by now, unaffectedly ate her food at a normal pace. After dinner, Pan wordlessly handed the permission slip to her parents. They read it over and turned their inquisitive gazes onto her. She, for some reason, felt the need to explain herself, "I'm only going because it's worth a grade; besides, needs to makes sure that Vegeta doesn't destroy any of my classmates. Even though some of them deserve it." She said the last part under her breath.

Gohan chuckled at his daughter and signed the permission slip, and then he handed it to Videl who signed it saying, "That's true. Plus, who knows what Chi Chi would do if she found out your grade dropped because you didn't go on a field trip."

Everyone pictured a rampaging Chi Chi and shuddered.

"You two would get off easy, my mother would put most of the blame on me along with her frying pan." Gohan complained.

"Wow it must suck to be you dad."

"It really does sometimes."

Videl handed the permission slip back to Pan who put it in her binder for safe keeping.

Later that night Pan laid in her bed thinking about the field trip, 'Well my classmates are going to be in for a wild ride next week.'