Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, and I have put this here because I don't
wanna pay a fee. (hey that rhymes! ^_^)
Author's Note (A/N): Um this has some adult stuff so…be prepared for it. If you're a little kid, I would suggest finding somethin' else to read. Oh and thanks to Pudgoose for inspiring me with her story of Bulma at high school on planet Vegeta!!! This is another one of those fanfics that are about high school at *dundundun* saiya-jin(saiyan) high school!!! Hehe I love those kinda stories…LadySnowy(me)'s love to all my fans!
Email me at dare2dream@houston.rr.com for comments/complaints/ideas.
A/N: Me~ Woo hoo! Chapter 1!!! This is great…hope you enjoy this, thanks again Pudgoose for emphasis!!!
Veggie~ Well get on with it woman!
Me~ Fine…well here it is. Oh and this is from Bulma's point of view, so if a paragraph is in first-person (using "I" and "me") then it's Bulma thinking to herself!
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My Mind Trapped In You
"Pi Pi Pi Pi Pi!!!" went Bulma's alarm clock. It was time for school, high school.
"Ugh…I don't wanna go to school…" Bulma muttered to herself, shutting off her stupid alarm. "I hate Mondays." Bulma sighed, sitting up on her bed. She put on a plain yellow, sleeveless shirt and blue jeans. Yawning, Bulma went downstairs and got out some cereal for breakfast.
It was 5:25 A.M. on planet Vegeta. Bulma went to Gemero High School. Her friend, Chi-Chi, was also attending this school. Mondays were horrible to Bulma at Gemero, for that was the day Prince Vegeta, a.k.a. Mr.Bighead (A/N: PLEASE DON'T BLAST ME TO THE NEXT DEMINSION FOR THAT VEGGIE!!!), would be in her classes.
Bulma despised (hated) Vegeta. In her thoughts, he was just some jerk that ended up in the royal family.
I can't believe I have to go through this EVERY Monday! It's torture having to go to school with that snotty jerk!
Popping some cereal in her mouth with milk, it was 5:35. Soon the bus would come to pick her up for that dreaded school. Bulma picked up her baby blue backpack and rushed out the door. It was officially 5:40.
Reaching the bus stop just in time, Bulma hopped onto the smelly bus and took a seat next to Chi-Chi.
"Something wrong?" questioned Chi-Chi. "…Oh yeah…it's Monday." Chi-Chi said dully, answering her own question.
Bulma mumbled "I don't think I can take this much longer Chi-Chi. Fortunately I haven't had to sit by him yet, but…OOOH! I hate that guy, he's such a-"
"Shhh! The bus driver will here you!" interrupted Chi-Chi.
"Oh yeah. We can't insult Princy-Boy in public." Bulma snorted. "All I have to say is I'd like to shove something up that fat ass of his. Would serve him right."
"I know. Too bad we can't. I'd like to give him a good kick in the nuts myself." Chi-Chi replied.
The bus suddenly made a jerking movement. For some reason, they were stopping at the PALACE. A guy walked onto the bus, and after Bulma saw his face, they knew exactly who that guy was. It was Prince Vegeta!
What's he doing on the bus? Can't his parents "afford" something better?
Not smiling, Vegeta walked down the isle. There was a seat across from Bulma and Chi-Chi empty and no other seats available. He sat down.
Mumbling to Chi-Chi, Bulma grouched "Why can't there EVER be any other seats open when we need 'em open?!?"
Usually, they would use the empty seat next to them for their backpacks.
Vegeta, not interested in Bulma and Chi-Chi's conversation, had his arms crossed and he was staring at the seat in front of him. Soon he decided to bud into that anyway though.
"So then he told me-" Bulma started.
"You were an ugly freak." Snorted Vegeta.
"And you should be talking? Your parents probably think you're so big- headed and disgusting that they couldn't bear to look or take you to school." Chi-Chi snapped back at Vegeta.
Now, as we all know, Chi-Chi must have been deeply lying about Vegeta being ugly.
That's true about the big-headed part, but "ugly"?!? More like a hunk…
(A/N: After Chi-Chi made this comment, Vegeta stomped off to my office immediately to order that I change the script to her being speechless. Sorry Veggie, it's the truth and I will NOT change my script [once it's there, it's there]…or is there a different reason you came in? *dundundun*)
"Obviously earthlings must be mentally connected." Vegeta said.
Bulma snickered. "Glad we aren't saiyans. One yank of that tail and-" *makes a choking noise*
Chi-Chi, barely able to stop herself from laughing, cryed out "Yeah, and the girls have a 'muscular build'!!!"
Bursting out with laughter, the girls were mocking Vegeta in his face. (A/N: Dang aren't you surprised what Veggie takes from these 2 without blasting them into the next dimension?!?)
The bus driver looked behind him. "WHAT IS GOING ON BACK THERE MISS BRIEFS?!?"
"NOTHING!!!" Bulma shouted back.
Vegeta replied to Bulma "Well my initials don't stand for big b*tch. (A/N: I hate typing that word, but there was nothing else to use so just change the "*" to an "i").
Bulma would have used another catchy comeback, but it was too late. The bus had stopped and people were getting off.
Damn! He won again! Ugh I swear I'm gonna get that-
Chi-Chi looked at Bulma strangely. "Hello??? Chi-Chi to Bulma! We're at school now come on! I wanna get out too ya know."
"Oh…sorry!" spat out Bulma, rushing out of the seat with her backpack.
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Me: I've done it! Yes!!! First chapter complete!!! Hmm…
whadda thinks gonna happen to Bulma at school? Send me ideas and maybe they'll end up in this (you get credit at the Author's Note too)!!! ^_^ dare2dream@houston.rr.com-my e-mail!!!
Veggie: At least I looked better that you Snowy.
Me: Veggie, I wasn't in the fic…
Veggie: You will be when I re-arrange it, and don't call me that!!! *an evil laughter comes from his mouth*
Me: Bulma!!! Gimmie that Fryingpan of Justice (refer to Moustachegirl's "Goku and Vegeta Show")!!!
Bulma: Alright, alright here you go! *hands me the Fryingpan of Justice*
Me: Muhahaha!!! *whacks Veggie with the Fryingpan of Justice*
Veggie: Owww!!! *rubs the side of his head*
Me: Snowy wins, one-nothing!!!! *stands on an invisible Vegeta's head and puts her hands up in the air, and shows her fingers (which were in the position that showed the number "one") to the audience*
Author's Note (A/N): Um this has some adult stuff so…be prepared for it. If you're a little kid, I would suggest finding somethin' else to read. Oh and thanks to Pudgoose for inspiring me with her story of Bulma at high school on planet Vegeta!!! This is another one of those fanfics that are about high school at *dundundun* saiya-jin(saiyan) high school!!! Hehe I love those kinda stories…LadySnowy(me)'s love to all my fans!
Email me at dare2dream@houston.rr.com for comments/complaints/ideas.
A/N: Me~ Woo hoo! Chapter 1!!! This is great…hope you enjoy this, thanks again Pudgoose for emphasis!!!
Veggie~ Well get on with it woman!
Me~ Fine…well here it is. Oh and this is from Bulma's point of view, so if a paragraph is in first-person (using "I" and "me") then it's Bulma thinking to herself!
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My Mind Trapped In You
"Pi Pi Pi Pi Pi!!!" went Bulma's alarm clock. It was time for school, high school.
"Ugh…I don't wanna go to school…" Bulma muttered to herself, shutting off her stupid alarm. "I hate Mondays." Bulma sighed, sitting up on her bed. She put on a plain yellow, sleeveless shirt and blue jeans. Yawning, Bulma went downstairs and got out some cereal for breakfast.
It was 5:25 A.M. on planet Vegeta. Bulma went to Gemero High School. Her friend, Chi-Chi, was also attending this school. Mondays were horrible to Bulma at Gemero, for that was the day Prince Vegeta, a.k.a. Mr.Bighead (A/N: PLEASE DON'T BLAST ME TO THE NEXT DEMINSION FOR THAT VEGGIE!!!), would be in her classes.
Bulma despised (hated) Vegeta. In her thoughts, he was just some jerk that ended up in the royal family.
I can't believe I have to go through this EVERY Monday! It's torture having to go to school with that snotty jerk!
Popping some cereal in her mouth with milk, it was 5:35. Soon the bus would come to pick her up for that dreaded school. Bulma picked up her baby blue backpack and rushed out the door. It was officially 5:40.
Reaching the bus stop just in time, Bulma hopped onto the smelly bus and took a seat next to Chi-Chi.
"Something wrong?" questioned Chi-Chi. "…Oh yeah…it's Monday." Chi-Chi said dully, answering her own question.
Bulma mumbled "I don't think I can take this much longer Chi-Chi. Fortunately I haven't had to sit by him yet, but…OOOH! I hate that guy, he's such a-"
"Shhh! The bus driver will here you!" interrupted Chi-Chi.
"Oh yeah. We can't insult Princy-Boy in public." Bulma snorted. "All I have to say is I'd like to shove something up that fat ass of his. Would serve him right."
"I know. Too bad we can't. I'd like to give him a good kick in the nuts myself." Chi-Chi replied.
The bus suddenly made a jerking movement. For some reason, they were stopping at the PALACE. A guy walked onto the bus, and after Bulma saw his face, they knew exactly who that guy was. It was Prince Vegeta!
What's he doing on the bus? Can't his parents "afford" something better?
Not smiling, Vegeta walked down the isle. There was a seat across from Bulma and Chi-Chi empty and no other seats available. He sat down.
Mumbling to Chi-Chi, Bulma grouched "Why can't there EVER be any other seats open when we need 'em open?!?"
Usually, they would use the empty seat next to them for their backpacks.
Vegeta, not interested in Bulma and Chi-Chi's conversation, had his arms crossed and he was staring at the seat in front of him. Soon he decided to bud into that anyway though.
"So then he told me-" Bulma started.
"You were an ugly freak." Snorted Vegeta.
"And you should be talking? Your parents probably think you're so big- headed and disgusting that they couldn't bear to look or take you to school." Chi-Chi snapped back at Vegeta.
Now, as we all know, Chi-Chi must have been deeply lying about Vegeta being ugly.
That's true about the big-headed part, but "ugly"?!? More like a hunk…
(A/N: After Chi-Chi made this comment, Vegeta stomped off to my office immediately to order that I change the script to her being speechless. Sorry Veggie, it's the truth and I will NOT change my script [once it's there, it's there]…or is there a different reason you came in? *dundundun*)
"Obviously earthlings must be mentally connected." Vegeta said.
Bulma snickered. "Glad we aren't saiyans. One yank of that tail and-" *makes a choking noise*
Chi-Chi, barely able to stop herself from laughing, cryed out "Yeah, and the girls have a 'muscular build'!!!"
Bursting out with laughter, the girls were mocking Vegeta in his face. (A/N: Dang aren't you surprised what Veggie takes from these 2 without blasting them into the next dimension?!?)
The bus driver looked behind him. "WHAT IS GOING ON BACK THERE MISS BRIEFS?!?"
"NOTHING!!!" Bulma shouted back.
Vegeta replied to Bulma "Well my initials don't stand for big b*tch. (A/N: I hate typing that word, but there was nothing else to use so just change the "*" to an "i").
Bulma would have used another catchy comeback, but it was too late. The bus had stopped and people were getting off.
Damn! He won again! Ugh I swear I'm gonna get that-
Chi-Chi looked at Bulma strangely. "Hello??? Chi-Chi to Bulma! We're at school now come on! I wanna get out too ya know."
"Oh…sorry!" spat out Bulma, rushing out of the seat with her backpack.
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Me: I've done it! Yes!!! First chapter complete!!! Hmm…
whadda thinks gonna happen to Bulma at school? Send me ideas and maybe they'll end up in this (you get credit at the Author's Note too)!!! ^_^ dare2dream@houston.rr.com-my e-mail!!!
Veggie: At least I looked better that you Snowy.
Me: Veggie, I wasn't in the fic…
Veggie: You will be when I re-arrange it, and don't call me that!!! *an evil laughter comes from his mouth*
Me: Bulma!!! Gimmie that Fryingpan of Justice (refer to Moustachegirl's "Goku and Vegeta Show")!!!
Bulma: Alright, alright here you go! *hands me the Fryingpan of Justice*
Me: Muhahaha!!! *whacks Veggie with the Fryingpan of Justice*
Veggie: Owww!!! *rubs the side of his head*
Me: Snowy wins, one-nothing!!!! *stands on an invisible Vegeta's head and puts her hands up in the air, and shows her fingers (which were in the position that showed the number "one") to the audience*