A/N: I'm back! Well, after that short prologue, I think I'll continue the story. Keep in mind that this story has a lot of time to cover from the Garlic Jr. saga till the fight against Buu.

Disclaimer: I know I forgot to put it in before, but honestly, if I owned DragonBall Z, I wouldn't spend time living the normal life.

"WHAT!" Piccolo screamed.

"Shhh, Piccolo or do you want the world to hear?" said Gohan.

It took a while before Piccolo calmed down. "Why send you to school? You probably already know everything your school's going to teach?" asked Piccolo.

"I think my mom said something about learning and socializing with kids my age," replied Gohan.

*FLASHBACK*

"Mom, can't we talk about this?" asked Gohan.

"No Gohan, my decision's final," replied ChiChi.

"But why?" whined Gohan, "I already have friends: Yamcha, Krillin, Icarus-" Gohan stopped when he noticed his mother's reddening face.

"Yes Gohan, you do have many _friends," ChiChi said, emphasizing the last word, "you're friends with a bald midget your father's age, an x-bandit who can't even beat a self-destructing little green monster, and a dinosaur who licks you like a lollypop."

"But mom-" said Gohan weakly.

"No buts young man," said ChiChi, "I've taught you everything up to advanced chemistry, I think that'll help you through second grade."

*end flashback*

"Yamcha, Krillin, and Icarus?" thundered Piccolo, "great, my friend lists me under a dinosaur in his list of friends!"

Gohan's eyes widened at the accusation. "Mr. Piccolo," Gohan said in shock, "you know me better than that! And besides,you know that I listed those guys from bottom to top, right?"

"What about Roshi?" asked Piccolo.

"I never really thought about it actually," Gohan thought aloud, "anyways, you get the drift Mr. Piccolo. I just came today to ask for some advice, and some help."

"Help with what?" asked Piccolo, "I'm not a peoples person ya know."

"yeah I know," said Gohan, "I wanted to know if you could lend me some clothes? So the kids in my class won't laugh their heads off? And also not a gi since my school doesn't allow it except gym?" requested Gohan.

"Anything else?" asked a much calmer Piccolo.

"Yeah, um..." Gohan trailed off.

"Spit it out kid," demanded Piccolo.

"I wanted to ask you if you could convince Kami to erase the memories of my acquaintances at school after the first day? So I can come in the second day and know what to do and expect? And please don't be angry." Gohan said in one breath.

Total silence. Then...

"WHAT!" SCREAMED Piccolo, the ground crumbling where he and Gohan stood.

Meanwhile, at a mansion in the depths of Orange Star City...

"WHAT!" screamed an indignant dark-haired girl.

"Just hear me out sweet pea," said Hercule, "school's-"

"SCHOOL'S A WASTE OF-"

"School is your only option after you terrorized your last fifteen tutors young lady," said a determined Hercule, "I even hired the Mr. Shuu to teach you, but he retired after `too many darn violent kids in this world.`"

"I can't believe you'd do this to me," said an enraged Videl, "what about my training? The citywide Jr. Martial Arts tournament?"

"For one thing, Videl, you're only going to elementary school, you'll have more than enough time to train. Second of all, you won the Jr. WMAT so you might as well not go to the citywide one," said a very calm Hercule. Even though Hercule was actually trembling in his boots, but his daughter didn't need to know that. _Ever since I won the 24th WMAT, thought Hercule, _I've made it my second to top priority (my top priority being I kept the house, fame, and fortune) to make sure Videl's education and happiness survives. The latter is much easier to satisfy with the dojo I built, but education's just going to have to be done the old fashion way.

"Ok, Dad," said Videl, "so when do I start school?.

"Next week," replied a relieved Hercule.

"What?" screamed Videl, "in the last month of first grade? How much worse can this get?"

Hercule trembled and smiled sheepishly.

"Don't tell me," Videl said, beginning to falter.

"Hehe," said Hercule, "I, uh, hired a classmate of yours to tutor you, since you're starting so late in the semester. She may not have been the brightest in the class, b-but she was the only girl willing to tutor a new girl."

"Only girl?" asked Videl, "you're not sending me to an all-girl's school, are you?"

"Videl, you may have had a free life so far, but you are not allowed to hang out with any boys without my permission, understand? And no dating unless that boy can beat me in a fight!" ordered a pompous Hercule.

"Excuse me, Mr. Satan," said the butler as he walked in, straining under a new piece of fitness equipment, "you asked me to bring this to you." The butler sighed in relief as he dropped the equipment, knocking the champ out cold.

_There is no way that rule should apply to people older than my father, thought Videl as she stomped upstairs. With that, the dark-haired girl began preparing for her brief time at Orange Star Elementary.

Back at the Son House

"So when do I start school?" asked Gohan.

"It turns out my timing couldn't be worse," replied ChiChi, "I'll have to wait for the new semester to enroll you."

Gohan stared at his mother uncomprehendingly. "So...when?" asked Gohan.

ChiChi sighed. Gohan, it seemed, was still as naive as ever. "You're going to start in three months."

Silence. And then...

Meanwhile, at Kame House

"So Turtle, what are you cooking for dinner?" asked Master Roshi.

"Master, we only have this left," said Turtle, as he handed a senzu bean to the aged martial artist.

"What? That's it?" asked Krillin, "What happened to the groceries I left in the fridge?"

"You mean the fridge Master broke when he was practicing `women's aerobics`?" asked Turtle.

"That was completely unintentional," defended Master Roshi, "anyways, Krillin, go to the mainland and buy some more food."

"Master Roshi," Krillin said, "we wasted the rest of our savings on that monthly magazine."

"Oh yeah? What about the paper you bought with the money?" retorted Master Roshi.

"What papers?" asked Krillin.

"The papers that people keep trying to sell to me through the mail," replied Master Roshi, "I saw you take the papers and pay the company the money on the papers. Why would you even pay such expensive papers?" shouted a triumphant hermit.

"Those were the electric bill you idiot!" retorted a red Krillin, "I had to pay them because you kept on using the VCR and TV to watch your stupid aerobics!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" shouted an increasingly disturbed turtle, "I just want my food. Master, get me something to eat and Krillin, GET A JOB!"

"What? Why me?" asked Krillin.

"Because you've been free loading in this house for over a decade," said Turtle. And with that, Turtle slowly made his way out of the living room.

"Well, guess I'll get the meal ready," said Roshi as he made his way to the kitchen.

Krillin looked from the kitchen to the door, and then back again. Krillin looked up to the ceiling and-"WHY-"

"MEEE!" screamed the dark-haired girl we all know and love.

A/N: Well, there you go. I thought that would be a good place to stop for now. I'll try making the story longer and don't feel shy in leaving future ideas. I'm open to suggestions. Here's a little sneak peek of the beginning of the next chapter.

"What did I do wrong?" asked the boy.

"Let me do the introductions next time," sighd the blond girl next to him.

"It's because I'm chubby, isn't it?" asked the boy in slight anger, "Well I'm going to grow up to be big and strong, that way no one can laugh-or faint-at my appearance. For I AM THE GREAT-"

A/n: Can anyone see what's wrong on our heroin's first day of school? lol, see ya guys later.