a/n: I should not be starting another story. But I can't help it. I've already got it all planned out though! It will be a short story just like 'Shades of Perfection'.

Scattered Images
By: Priestess of Passion

To an untrained mind what I, Bulma Briefs, am about to do may seem to reflect me as a juvenile delinquent. Or just someone doped up on crake but the truth it neither. Ok, I'll admit that I've done my fair share of stupid deeds in my 17 years of life but this is by far one of them. Everyone has to take a chance once in a while in life and well, mine's is just bigger than most. Besides, just because I'm here driving 55 miles per hour on a one lane road, a mountain road, a road that if you swerve to the right just a bit more you could end up flying down towards the pacific ocean, doesn't make me a complete idiot does it? Did I also happen to mention that this is my first time I'm driving 55mph?--scratch that, this is my first time driving period. "Wait for it…" My companion on the passenger side voiced calmly. I have to give him credit for even sitting in the car, let alone remain so calm the whole time. Inhaling deeply I let the air blow out between my lips slowly, focusing my eyes on the uphill curve of the road ahead.

"And…now!"

On his command I shifted the gears stepping my foot on the accelerator making the speedometer mark an 80mph as we shifted slightly vertical going uphill.

"Ok, break."

Slowly coming to a stop I couldn't help the smile that started spreading across my face as I turned towards my small but cheerful audience.

"So how did I do? Do you think I'll pass the test?" Stepping out of the vehicle I received my first hug from my two best friends, Chichi and Juu.

"You're a born natural." Chichi had perfect features, dark brown eyes, perfect lips, tanned olive skin. Her long, thick, black hair was twisted elegantly into two French braids tonight. Slender hands with nails painted dark green held brushed back a stray of hair that blew onto her face by the soft ocean wind.

"We should defiantly celebrate tomorrow night once you get your licenses."

If I got my license. Everyone seemed so confident about me being able to drive and this was the first time I drove. Apparently they had never considered the fact that today might have been just 'beginners luck' that I didn't crash and die.

Juu's voice always had an air of confidence in it, along with elegance. She was like a model that walked out from the covers of Seventeen magazines. Straight blonde hair that reached a little past her shoulders, touching her bare back. Her eye's were sky blue, thick luscious lashes against her porcelain skin gave her a classic beauty.

In normally circumstances, I would have listened to my dear older brother and wait until he comes back from taking his final exams in the prestigious Princeton University to teach me how to drive. But that was before I found out the fact that everyone my age in school already has their licenses, since last year. Leaving me, not only to be the 'new girl' in school but also 'the-new-girl-without-a-drivers'-licenses'.

Great way to fit in right?

Besides, my brother did request that I make an effort to get more involved in school and as a good little sister that wishes nothing more than to please her always-loving older brother I somehow managed to become voted as class president on the second day of school. Surprising right? Considering I don't even know half the people in my class. And as a class president I need to be on top of things, which would includes my driving skills if I am to get anywhere around here.

"GUYS! Roshi's heading back." At the sound of Goku's carefree voice me, Chichi and Juu sprinted towards the sleek Honda Civic as Goku made his way towards the driver's seat.

A small smile tugged at my lips as my eyes wander over the three in the car. In the span of a two months summer vacation that I've spent here in sunny California, a state on the other side of the continent in which I have lived my whole life in, right before the beginning of my sophomore year in a high school I've never heard of I was taken lovingly under the wings of a group of neighboring teens that lived on the same block as me.

My blue eyes scanned the front yard and driveway of the huge two three level house. My keen memory of the day I moved into my new home distinctly reminded me that this was the place where I had almost been hit by a football traveling 70mph through the air towards my face.

And the person that directed that ball was leaning casually against his jet black Acura on my driveway.

I smiled.

His impatient grin.

His muscular arms crossed over a well-toned chest. Skin that was tanned from the hours of visiting the beach, a silver necklace dangled in the small opening of his black shirt and faded rip jeans completed the look.

Does everyone in California look that good?

Like they just walked out from a photo studio?

Or was it just her group of friends that just so happens to live in the same block as her.

Getting out of the car, my skin automatically braced itself for an air of cold wind but only to relax as the warm summer air wrapped around me. Well, you can't expect me to be use to California weather in just two months compared to my whole life in New York.

"You have exactly 15 seconds to act like you've been studying the whole time." Vegeta tossed the binoculars into one of the empty seats in the back as I ran pass him, my eyes still meeting his dark brown ones as I stepped up the white marble porch.

"Ditto." A lopsided grin covered my face as I saluted him before the two cars backed out from the driveway.

a/n: Tell me what you think? It was inspired by Meg Cabot's novels.