Okaaaaay! I hope you guys like this story and don't think it's too boring. This is my first time writing fiction..EVER! So please be merciful u_u.

BTW I kind of wanted to show off that I'm Mexican (and yes, English is my second language) So I decided to put the chapter titles in Spanish, just to be cool (or try). Maybe you guys can figure it out.or not. If you really want to know just let me now and I'll do something about it. (like put the translation in the next chapter or something.)

I don't own anything but my computer and the fingers I typed this fic with. *Yeah right! I wish I owned my fingers!* Anywaaaaaay. I don't own DBZ or any kind of Dragon Ball show/manga/game etc. So now that I'm done rambling, on with the story:

Ch. 1: Un Centavo Por Tus Pensamientos

It was a cold winter afternoon. Pan turned 18 a few weeks ago and this was the last year in high school. Pan was having dinner with the Briefs after spending a day with her good friend Bra at school.

Bra watched that Pan pretended to eat and just forked her food around..This was odd, especially for a saiyan. Bulma asked Bra earlier if she also noticed something wrong with Pan lately, now she knew what her mom was talking about.

After Vegeta and his mate retreated to each of their corners of the compound, Pan and Bra headed to her room. "Wanna watch a movie?" said Bra with her usual upbeat tone, "Sure" followed Pan.

After watching a little bit of Ms. Congeniality, Pan couldn't help but wonder when she started liking chick-flicks.and ballet.she cuckled. At the beginning, her parents had to literally drag her to her ballet classes. Pan thought that ballet was for gay guys with really nice butts and for bimbos who had no brain.

Her father convinced her to go after bribing her with martial arts lessons of his own. Later she discovered that ballet wasn't only for gay guys and bimbos, and that it took a lot of work and dedication to get a step just right. She also discovered that chick-flicks were quite funny and that she had some things in common with the bimbos on the screen. Besides, what was wrong with that? After all, she was a girl; it was almost expected of her to like chick-flicks and ballet.and maybe even asshole womanizing Trunks.

Bra noticed Pan was pondering about something, when she decided to ask what was wrong: "A penny for your thoughts?" "You sure you want to know?" asked Pan. "Sure.Shoot!" Said Bra with a big grin.

"Well, you remember that I told you I liked a guy?" Started Pan. "Yes, that was a loooong time ago" sighed Bra. "Yeah" continued Pan "I thought it was a crush at first. But I mean, it hasn't gone away..I think I have feelings for him now."

"I think you should tell Trunks." Pan gave her a surprised look and Bra spoke again "It was kind of obvious." "So do you think Trunks knows?" Pan asked worriedly. "Nope. I can tell you like him because I know you better.I bet your mom noticed too.anyway, as I was saying, I think you should tell him you love him" she offered. "I'm too afraid of rejection, but I'm dying to know how he feels" Pan Said.

"I still think the best idea is to tell him. You should write him a letter." Said Bra a little annoyed. "Yeah, I guess I'll tell him..when he gets back." "I'll help you" Bra said. "NO!....I mean, no thanks, I have to go now, it's getting late." Said Pan. "Good luck with your essays!...and letters" Yelled Bra, then Pan gave an exasperated sigh.

She noticed the days were getting longer as the year approached February.

Pan didn't have a deep friendship with Trunks, it was more of along the lines of the older brother bugging his little sister and her friend all the time. And Pan was always too nervous to actually talk to Trunks with her crush and all. *It's not much of a crush anymore* she thought.

(A/N: oooh Valenties Day in the fic *laughs maniacally*)

Gohan and Videl looked up from their respective books to glance at a figure entering the door. "Hi sweetie, how was school and dinner with Bra?" Videl asked after she stood up to get a glass of water. "It was fun, we watched a movie." Replied Pan. "Let me guess, Ms. Congeniality?" "Yes, you know it's our favorite movie of all time." Laughed Pan.

"So" started Gohan, "Do you know where you are going to college yet?" Pan rolled her eyes. She loved her parents to death, but she thought she should control her life, not her parents. Gohan seemed to notice because he gave her a questioning look above his reading glasses. Before he could say anything Pan spat: "UCLA."

(A/N: UCLA = University of California at Los Angeles)

"Why UCLA? Not that I don't want you to go there, I just want to know why you chose that school?" Gohan said taking his glasses off.

"Well, for starters, it's close to home. Second they have a very good business program which is what I want to do. Third, since it's in the US, I'll have really good job opportunities and chances for great connections. I guess money would be a distant fourth." Gohan looked at her attentively, asking her to continue, "The price is a lot better than an Ivy League school, but the level of education is not very different, well at least in the business program." By the look her parents gave her she judged they were proud and supportive of this decision.

"Good" finally said Gohan *I hope this getaway makes her stop liking that Trunks* he thought and smirked to himself.

"Well, I'm tired. I'm going to bed."

"Good Night Pan" said Gohan after Pan waved good night at them.

"Thank god tomorrow is Friday!" She chanted as she changed into her pajamas. After completing her nightly ritual which consisted of brushing her teeth, washing her face, and finally brushing her hair, she turned off her light and seeped under her covers. She closed her eyes. She wasn't feeling so nervous about talking to Trunks anymore. *Eh, at least I'll get rid of that stupid little question that haunts me!* Looking forward to a dream about a certain saiyan she fell asleep.

RING~RING~RING~ the alarm sounded off. Pan woke up startled. She could have sworn she closed her eyes five minutes ago. "Must.Get.Up!" She yelled to herself. She got up and got ready for school.

..........

The week after went by pretty uneventfully. Pan was sitting at her desk ramming her fingers like a mad-woman in to the little buttons on her laptop. She suddenly stopped as she searched her mind for a conclusion paragraph. "I'll be damned if I don't get this full ride scholarship..that's eighty thousand dollars right there!"

(A/N: Full Ride Scholarship: It includes everything, I mean EVERYTHING: tuition, room and board, food, fees books.I mean EVERYTING. Wish I got one of those *sighs* oh well u_u)

Pan was an overachiever. She discovered this Son trait about herself when she saw herself wanting to be the best at ballet.back when she didn't like it.

"PRAISE DENDE!" Pan Yelled as she placed a period after the last sentence of her essay. "Finally, I'm done with essays" she sighed "at least with the scholarship essays."

She got ready to go to bed and was happy that tomorrow was Friday again..and even happier that she only had four more months to graduate.

Bra noticed that Pan was sleeping.and drooling. She would have laughed had it not been for the sleep that was taking over her. She turned her eyes to the screen in front of her and watched more of that boring WW2 movie.

Pan was having the sweetest dream about Trunks. *FART* Embarrassed and a deep shade of red, she literally jumped of her chair and looked around. Seemed everyone was either watching the movie or trying not to fall asleep. Nobody noticed the little noise that came out of her butt. Bra pulled her down to her seat.

"Did you hear that?" Asked Pan nervously. "Ew, it was you?" said the blue haired beauty waiving the smell away. Pan gave her a guilty look which turned into a confused look when Bra pointed to her chin. Pan reached up and noticed her chin was wet. *just soot me!* she thought as she cleaned her drool. Bra couldn't stop giggling and Pan was starting to look at the funny side of this episode. Suddenly their faces went flat when they felt a hand on their shoulders. As if on cue, the bell rang. They stood up and sprinted out of the room.

.........

Pan opened the door to her house and saw her parents getting ready to leave. "Where are you going?" She spat. "Dear" started Videl, "Goten and Trunks got back this morning.we've been waiting for you." Pan stood there in disbelief; she thought the day when she got to see Trunks again would never arrive. "Pan, hello?!? Let's Go!" Gohan's voice brought her back to Earth.

A few minutes later they touched down at Capsule Corp. She couldn't wait to see Trunks. She ran into the building and through the halls. She wasn't really thinking..she bumped onto something.wait, someone.

"Gomen nasai" she managed to say.

"Hey Pan!!!" he said with a smirk.

Well??? What did you guys think??? Should I go on? Or should I quit and never try this again??

BTW, that little incident with the fart is not fiction.it's quite funny, but back then it was embarrassing. 0_o

UUYY! When I was typing this I went to save it but pushed the NO button instead of CANCEL, like I meant to, therefore deleting the whole thing except the first couple of paragraphs. I had to retype the whole thing..I'm such an airhead some times. *_*.I repeat SOMETIMES!

Hopefully I can update soon! See Ya! ^_^

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