"Vegeta, you've got to be joking!" Piccolo said, shocked and glaring at the noticeably shorter teenager in front of him. "No. You go over to Silvers over in the kitchen and ask her out right now!" Vegeta said smirking, intent on the watching the Namekian make a fool of himself. Piccolo looked around the room for support, and he got it. Just not the kind he was looking for. "C'mon Piccolo, you can do it!" Goku encouraged him, his eyes beaming with excitement. "Yeah, just go over there and ask her out, simple and easy," Krillin told him. "Easy for you to say shrimp! You're not the one who has to go over to her and do it!" Piccolo whispered, fearful of Jenna hearing himself over the blaring music and crowd of cheers and conversations. He took a look over at her and paused, staring for a moment.
Jenna Silvers truly was a beauty to behold. Recently coming to the states from Puerto Rico, she stood at 5'5", with bronze skin and wavy black hair. Her eyes were hazel and always cheerful. As he looked over at her, Piccolo saw her expression. She seemed bored and didn't have her usual cheerful smile whenever he mustered up the courage to say hello to her in the school halls. Tonight, she wore a black shirt with long sleeves that was cut, so anybody would be able to see her flat, toned stomach. He could see the lipstick was a fire engine red, perfectly applied and not a single smudge. Her pants were tight around her form and showed off the curves of her waist, butt, and thighs quite nicely, to be finished off with heels that made her taller than she actually was.
"Go on Piccolo, look at her! She is just waiting for someone to talk to her. And that someone needs to be you!" 18 said, sipping from her drink then setting the red cup down on the floor beside her. Piccolo looked at his friends, glaring daggers at each and every one of them, Chi Chi, Krillin, and Yamcha flinched slightly. "Come on Piccolo,we promised Vegeta he could automatically dare someone and that someone happened to be you. You totally have a shot with her so just go over there and say hi. A dare's a dare," Bulma said softly, patting his arm comfortingly. "Come on Namekian, I don't want to look at your pointy eared ass over here for another second! Go over and ask her!" Vegeta growled. Piccolo gave a noted "Hmph" and turned to go to Jenna, who was still leaning against the kitchen counter, drink in hand. As he got away from his friends, Piccolo sighed deeply and thought about what he would do.
"Come on, just go over and say hi. Just say Something! You gotta do it.." Piccolo mentally chided himself for being so fearful. With each step he took closer to Jenna, Piccolo thought that he would spontaneously combust, his heart was beating fast and his chest burned. Piccolo doubted it was the alcohol he was drinking that night. Finally, he stopped in front of Jenna, leaning against the wall opposite of her. At first, she didn't notice him as she was looking out at the dance floor and sighed. She picked up her purse and turned away from the main room to jump back in surprise as she saw piccolo. "Hey Jenna, I uh.. saw you over here by yourself and decided to come over her to see if you uh- wanted some company?" Piccolo's purple blush took up his cheeks as if he had been slapped recently. "Oh hey! I didn't know you were here Piccolo, I didn't think social things like this were your scene?" Jenna said, her Latin accent made apparent as she spoke.
A smile shown across her face and she brushed hair behind her ear. "Uh, yeah, my friends thought it would be good if I got out and socialized with assholes who barely know how to do anything but smoke and try to remember the last time they were sober," Piccolo grumbled and rolled his eyes. Jenna giggled which made Piccolo chuckle in turn, happy he was getting somewhere with her. "Yeah, I was just about to leave here before you came, nobody but drunk guys looking to score even bother to talk to me." Jenna informed. "Oh, well the only reason I am able to talk to you is because I am drunk,"Piccolo said. He then immediately regretted his choice of wording as soon as he saw her smile dissipate into a frown.
"Oh, so you need to be drunk to even think about gracing me with your presence? Are you just that good that you have to be drunk to be seen socializing with little old me?!" Jenna spat. From their view, the gang could see "Shit going south" as 18 put it, and mixed opinions were going around. "Oh poor Piccolo, things don't seem to be going good for him," Bulma frowned as she and the other girls watched with sympathy. "Guys come on, Piccolo's got this! I bet he will have Jenna upstairs screaming by the end of the night!" Yamcha said. "Is that all you think about?" Bulma glared at Yamcha before turning her sights back to piccolo's situation. Vegeta's laughter echoed as he watched the tall green teen try to hopelessly ask out his obvious crush. "Oh my god! This is- Ha ha ha! Fucking Hilarious! Ha ha!" Vegeta held his sides. Bulma Walked over and slapped Vegeta upside the head. "Can't you be more considerate?!" Bulma scowled and then returned her attention back to piccolo. Vegeta grumbled and sat quietly, watching Piccolo fail to get the words out that he needed.
As Piccolo fumbled to speak, Jenna turned on her heel and started to walk away. "Jenna, wait! That wasn't at all what I meant to say." he said as he grabbed Jenna's wrist, stopping her from taking those last few steps out out of his reach. Jenna tugged her wrist free and turned to face the green skinned Goliath. She folded her arms under her chest and looked at Piccolo. "Oh yeah? what did you mean to say?" she asked him. "What I meant to say was.." He took in a deep breath and sighed it back out, closing his eyes. "What I meant to say was that I always did like you, I wanted to ask you out for a while, but I don't know how to do all that mushy stuff, so I drank to get the courage. I am sorry to have offended you. You are a nice girl, and I really do like you," Piccolo spoke softly, looking at her to see any sort of change of expression. Her eyes softened and she even hugged Piccolo, to his surprise. "Aw, eso es tan dulce! I always did like you too Piccolo." She smiled, her brown eyes lighting up as she looked up at him.
"Here is my number, don't lose it. Call me some time and maybe we can do something," She looked through her purse, grabbing a black ink pen and then a napkin from the counter. After a moment of scribbling, she held the napkin out to him. He took it and felt a sudden burst of warmth flower out from his chest to the rest of his body quickly. "T-thanks Jenna, I uh.." Piccolo was at a lost for words. Jenna got on her toes and kissed his chin, smiling she whispered to him. "llámeme Piccolo," His cheeks grew hotter and that purple blush returned. With that and a small wave, she turned to leave the green skinned Romeo to himself.
Across the hall, they all [Er, hold on] Almost all were waiting eagerly for piccolo's return. As he walked over, he had his same stern expression on his face and a hand in his pocket. He calmly sat down with a fresh beer in his hand and sipped it with his eyes closed. When he opened them, he was surrounded by his friends in his face. "How did it go Piccolo?" Goku asked excitedly. Before he could answer. Piccolo wad a chance to answer, he was bombarded with a flurry of questions.
"Did you get her number?" "What did she say?" "Why was she so mad?" "Did I see her kiss you?" "What about-" "QUIET!" Piccolo yelled and they all fell silent."Listen, I did it, that was the dare, I don't have to tell you a single thing," Piccolo said as he closed his eyes, taking another sip of his beer."Aw c'mon! Tell us Piccolo!" Goku whined, giving the saddest pair of puppy eyes he could muster. Piccolo sighed and pulled out the paper napkin, showing all of them her number. Bulma and Chi Chi squealed in joy, the girly romantic node in their brains were having a meltdown as they smiled at each other then the paper. Krillin playfully hit Piccolo in the shoulder, smiling cheerfully. "Good job Piccolo I-" Goku cut him off. laughing loudly and smiling at Piccolo, who was becoming more and more embarrassed.
"Congratulations! Ha ha ha! I knew you could do it!" the ink black wild haired teen told Piccolo. "Yeah, thanks Goku, I never would have come without you," Piccolo admitted. Chi Chi turned around and planted her hand on her hip with a noticeably loud "Ahem!" Though Piccolo and Chi Chi had always argued with each other, Piccolo knew he had to give credit where it was due. So, he sighed and turned around, looking down at Chi Chi, just barely less harsh than he usually did towards her. "And thank you too Chi Chi, you helped me too, along with Bulma and everybody.." He nodded to them all and was returned with smiles and nods.
After all the excitement had died down, everybody sat down to continue their game. The song Grenade by Bruno Mars was just starting up on the dance floor. Then Bulma noticed someone was missing from their group. "Hey, where did Yamcha go?" As they all looked around, Krillin turned his head to the dancefloor and frowned. "Hey, guys..I found him." Krillin jerked his head towards Yamcha and a blue haired girl were tonguing each other down on the dance floor as their bodies ground against each other. Chi Chi gasped and Krillin looked down as he clenched his fist. Chi Chi was the first to say what everybody was thinking. "Isn't that your ex Krillin?" He nodded slowly and his fingers dug into his palm. "Yeah..Marron.."
Krillin: "That Bastard! He is kissing Marron! I thought he was my friend.."
Bulma: "What are you mad about? That bastard is CHEATING on me! He is gonna pay!"
Announcer: Yamcha's about to be in some serious trouble! Will he be able to talk his way out of this one? Or will the scar faced panty bandit of Dragon Ball Highschool be face to face with the blue haired beauty Bulma and the short but Mighty Krillin? All of this will be answered next time, on DRAGON BALL TEEN!
A.N: I know I have been gone for a LOOOONG time, but I am back, and ready to make you laugh cry, or cause your power levels skyrocket over 9000 in rage. Gimme your thoughts on the story so far. They are my food! Feed me! Sincearly, your evil overlor-I mean, not so nice author.. :D