3 hours had passed since school had started. Vegeta sat on his desk in animation class, writing notes for upcoming projects that would involve a lot of the written notes. The class ended with a smile from Ms. Rey and the bell. The kids exited the classroom, Vegeta packing up as he walked off after the crowd of kids. He ran to his locker, finding 17 and Gohan huddled together by their lockers, as if they were talking about something inappropriate.
Vegeta sighed, "Guys . . . "
17 huffed, "Hmph . . . "
"Listen . . . I'm very sorry about what I said earlier . . . about the both of you being jealous."
Gohan sighed as he turned over towards Vegeta, 17 doing the same.
"It's ok Vege." Gohan smiled.
"To tell you the truth . . . I was a tad bit jealous." 17 spoke honestly.
"Yeah, me too." Gohan chuckled.
Vegeta smiled, happy to have his friends back, "Well, now that that's settled . . . where's the cafeteria?"
17 and Gohan turned their heads and stared at each other, then back at Vegeta.
"Cafeteria? No no no. In Cali Lions, we have a cafe, complete with coffee shop." 17 smiled.
"Uh huh!" Gohan nodded.
"Really?! Woah! So cool!" Vegeta beamed.
"Well, what are we waiting for . . . ? Let's go." Gohan smiled as he led the group to the cafe.
"Damn . . . !" Vegeta's eyes widened as he stared at the area of the cafe.
"Yeah, our thoughts exactly." 17 chuckled.
One of the many teens caught Vegeta's attention. The teen boy was literally chugging down come milk.
"Woah, who's that?" Vegeta scratched his head.
"That's Broly, 2nd in command in the football team."
"Oh, well damn . . . just look at him chow down on that milk!"
Broly then burped loudly, tossing the carton of milk to the trash can as he screamed, "Oh yea! Muscle Milk!"
Vegeta laughed, his eyes darting to the lunch table that held all of the football players, and beside it was Chi-Chi, Marron, and Videl. The Barbie table.
Chi-Chi giggled as she kissed her boyfriend Goku repeatedly.
"Um . . . Chi?" Marron crossed her legs as she looked at the couple making-out.
Chi-Chi parted from her boyfriends' lips, her attention directed towards the blue haired girl.
"What Marron? Can't you see I am a little busy?"
"Uhm . . . I was just wondering what you were having for lunch."
Chi-Chi pointed to her lunch container, "Lettuce, now shut up."
With that, Chi-Chi went back to her business.
"Hey . . . there's that Chi-Chi girl! Be right back!" Vegeta smiled as he ran towards the Barbie table.
"Wait! Vegeta?!" Gohan yelled.
17 sighed, "Well . . . in a minute he'll know."
"Hey!" Vegeta huffed as he arrived at the table.
"Oh my god! Chi-Chi! It's that loser again!" Videl groaned.
Once again, Chi-Chi stopped her doings and looked over, "Huh?"
"Sorry about earlier . . . I wanted to start all over and introduce myself?" Vegeta smiled.
"Well of course!" Chi-Chi stroke a smile as she looked over at Goku.
"Be right back baby." Chi-Chi gave her boyfriend one last kiss as she took off.
"Follow me!" she yelled.
"Ok!" Vegeta took off after her, leaving 17 and Gohan paralyzed.
"What in the?!" Gohan's jaw dropped.
"No idea . . . " 17 shook his head.
Chi-Chi ran across the hall, looking back at Vegeta, "Hurry up!"
"Ok!" Vegeta huffed as he ran, Chi-Chi then picking up her pace again as she stopped by a vending machine.
"Alright . . . let's see . . . no one around . . . ? Perfect!" Chi-Chi smiled as she looked over at the figure approaching.
"Come on!" she yelled as she went behind the vending machine.
"Right!" Vegeta followed her steps, puffing and huffing.
Chi-Chi crossed her arms as Vegeta looked up.
"Why are we behind a vending machine?"
"Just so . . . you know . . . privacy." Chi-Chi smiled.
"Oh, right! Well . . like I was saying. I'm sorry about earlier. I wanted to introduce myself the proper way."
Vegeta stook his hand out in a handshake.
"My name is Vegeta. But if you don't do handshakes, I do hugs as well."
"Get off of me." Chi-Chi frowned.
"Huh?" Vegeta looked confused.
"What makes you think that you can barge into my life like this?!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Listen here Vegeta. I am not your friend or whatever you call it. That's 7th grade stuff. This is 10th grade and I am rich, beautiful, popular, and also the leader of the Barbie dolls. I don't need losers like you to come and ruin my perfect reputation!"
"Huh?!"
"So stay away from me! And we don't know each other! This is my turf and you play by my rules, or your life will be miserable!"
"But . . . "
"End of story! No buts! And if you can't handle it, go back to your out of state town, where you belong." Chi-Chi growled as she walked off.
