I DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES OWN ANYTHING RELATING TO DBZ! I am but a simple writer, owning only my OC's

Jamies POV

Reaching our seats right before the bell rang, my awesome best friend and I sighed in relief, and in exhaustion. We had sprinted our butts off down several hallways to get to our homeroom class, and while we may be rocking gym class, the distance was a considerable haul from the parking lot to class. I slowly took out my notebook and a pen to start jotting down notes and Kimi did the same. As our teacher started his lecture he began to pace which caused the heel of his shoes to click. He walked in sync with the beat of the rain outside and I was slowly being lulled to sleep when suddenly the door flew open, causing me and several other students to jump, and revealed two very wet students with towels wrapped around their necks. The lavender topped boy was smirking a bit, as if not caring he was late and the spikey gravity defying black haired boy was rubbing the back of his head with a towel rather sheepishly.

"Ah, Trunks and Goten, always a pleasure when you come to finally join our class." The teacher spoke half glaring at the two.

"Oh no sir, pleasures ours." Trunks replied with a bit of a snarky tone. Kimi giggled quietly. She was easily amused.

"Well then if it's all the same to you, if you could take your seats and see me after class." Goten looked the teacher straight in the eye and grinned.

"Aye-aye captain." And with that both boys took their seats. The lesson ended and we continued on our way to the next class we had and the next until we reached fourth period. This was the class we had right before lunch, chemistry. I was so happy at the beginning of the year when I heard we were taking chemistry instead of biology. Have you ever had a biology class right before lunch? You can really lose your appetite in there. As we sat in class our teacher went over several sets of notes over the chapter and then announced a test. We would have two weeks to prepare for the test instead of one, which meant that it would be, in our beloved professor's words, 'twice as long, twice as hard and twice as painful.' We truly did love this teacher though; she had a twisted sense of humor. I wrote down in my planner to study like crazy for this test ahead of time; reason being Ella did not believe in studying, Ella believed in working while her daughters "studied". The rest of the class continued on uneventful, minus the few spit balls that flew across the room.

Finally the bell rang releasing us from our class and Kimi and I walked down to the cafeteria. We didn't usually eat in there, but because it was raining so hard we couldn't sit under the tree we normally sat under. Gracefully taking a seat, Kimi pulled out a text book and plopped it down on the desk, flipping open to the page we had been assigned our history homework on. I, much less gracefully, fell into my seat and looked over at the page Kimi had turned to while stuffing my face with a sandwich. As I walked her through step by step the questions we had been assigned, I sensed an evil nearing, and sure enough, the wicked witch of the west divided by 2 stood behind us.

"Ha, do you two nerds ever not homework, or are you glued to your precious little books?" Bridget said in a sugar coated voice. Lucy smiled and I then noticed they had other crony's standing behind them and I sighed.

"What do you want?" Lucy smiled sickeningly sweet at me.

"Mother just wanted us to let you know that we're having a cocktail party at the house at 6 tomorrow and that you either need to be serving or learn to disappear." Kimi glared at the group with a look that could freeze boiling water.

"How about you and your posse disappear and leave us alone?!" she growled at them. As she did however, I noticed a particular purple mop and his gravity defying friend and walk past us, surrounded by, who would have thought it, more girls. I just narrowed my eyes at them, trying to remember what Kimi said this morning. She always was the voice of reason.

"Whatever," Bridget spat, snapping me back into reality. "See ya around losers." And with a flick of their wrist they turned and stalked off

"Where are they going?" I asked. I had sorta zoned out during the whole banter part, focusing more on mop top and spikey.

"You know, probably to terrorize small children or puppies, the usual." I nodded with a grin. Suddenly the lunch bell sounded and we stacked up our stuff and headed to history class.

We arrived to class relatively early and took a seat closer to the back of the room. I looked up at the board to see if we had any homework, but was horrified by what I saw. I nudged Kimi and she looked over at me, only to see me staring dumbstruck at the assignment board. As she looked over, she saw what the cause of my terror was. There written up on the board in big bold letters was 'GROUP PROJECT'. Now Kimi did not have a problem at all with this sort of thing, but me, I hated group projects, even when I got matched up with someone I knew. They were still awful.

"Jamie, you've got to get over this weird fear of projects. Working together with other people isn't that bad." I looked at her and put on a puppy dog face.

"If we get to choose partners, will you promise to be with me?" Kimi sighed and held up her right hand.

"Scouts honor Jamie Sparks!" I put on the happiest face I could muster and hugged her, until I remembered something.

"Wait, you were never a scout." Kimi looked over at me and stuck her tongue out as the teacher and the rest of the class made their way in.