A/N: I don't own DBZ or DBGT… although I wish I did, cause then I would be like the l33t3st of the l33t! (Inside joke)
Pan stared silently at the plain piece of paper lying on the desk in front of her, the tears falling off her face and leaving watermarks as she began to write. She wasn't sure what she was writing, all she could feel was the pain inside now that her heart was broken and she had lost her best friend. Trunks had betrayed her and now she was the one suffering for it. She stopped writing, and read what was on the paper, the words surprising even her….
You said you would always be there for me,
So where are you now?
You promised you would always be there to pick me up,
So where are you now?
You swore you wouldn't let me go over the edge,
So where are you now?
You promised you would catch me if I fell,
So where are you now?
You said you would dry my tears,
So where are you now?
You said you would save me from myself,
So where are you now?
As the bell rang to signal the end of the class period, Pan stood up and walked out of the class room, folding the paper up and putting it in her back pocket. She shuddered as she thought about what she wrote and what she had seen the night before.
Flashback
Pan walked the stairs to Trunk's room, thinking about what was coming. She had told Trunks, her best friend in the world that she loved him two days ago, and now he wanted to "talk" to her that afternoon. Expecting rejection, but hoping for acceptance, she opened the door to his room, causing a flurry of movement.
There on the bed was Trunks, and Marron, someone she had once called her friend, lying almost naked together on his bed. Pan fought back tears as Trunks started to stammer out an explanation, while Marron sat there with a smug smirk on her face. Pan turn and ran from the room, the tears fell down her cheeks and landing in the carpet that muffled her steps as she ran outside and flew off into the sky.
End Flashback
Pan arrived at her locker, which happened to be right next to Trunks' not looking at him at all.
"Pan, we need to talk." Trunks said leaning against his locker and looking at her.
"Really? About what? I thought you made your opinion on everything very clear the other day." Pan replied as she slammed her locker shut, and walked away, the paper unknowingly to her fell out of her pocket. Trunks picked up the paper and opened it. Reading what she wrote, he ran after her, the paper crumpled up in his fist.
