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Chapter Four: Pep Rally?

Gohan tapped his pencil on the desk in anticipation. He figured out that Videl was in three of his classes. Advanced Placement English (AP English), Honors Human Anatomy and Physiology ( HHAP), and Honors Trigonometry and Pre-Calculus (HTPC) . Besides this, she was in his lunch and he couldn't be happier. He found out yesterday that Mr. Welsh, who was his HTPC teacher, was leaving to teach Pre-Algebra to freshmen. So that meant he would have a new teacher for the rest of the first semester.

As he sat at his desk in his AP English class, he couldn't help but look over at Videl. She sat in the middle of the second row and she had her head down. Her long black ponytails were braided down and she had one hand messing with one. No one paid any attention 17, and he knew it. He just stood at the front of the room talking about Shakespeare.

It was the second week of school and already they were reading long, boring stories about authors no one ever heard of before. Well that's what they get for being smart. Gohan began doodling in his notebook. He did this a lot when he was bored. He scribbled down a picture of an old man sitting at his desk and a fly flying around him. In the next square, the old man pulls out a gun and began shooting up his entire house trying to kill the thing. Until finally the fly lands on his nose and he said, "Ha-ha! I got you now!" And then he shoots himself in the face.

Gohan stared at it for a moment and said, "Why'd the heck did I draw this?" He grabbed the paper out of his notebook and ripped it up. He looked to his left and saw Sharpener trying to balance a pencil on his nose. In front of him was Erasa who was sleep. Across the room was Cosmo, the boy next to him in his hallway locker, scribbling down notes on Shakespeare. What a nerd! I need to get some new friends. Suddenly out of nowhere, a notebook piece pf paper landed on Gohan's desk. It was crunched up into a ball.

He looked around and saw no one looking in his direction and then his eyes landed on Videl's. She was staring back at him and then quickly back at 17. She was the one who sent him the note. Gohan blinked for a second before opening the note. In it, it read:

Are u bored?

Gohan replied with: Yea, why did I take this class again? I'm about to fall sleep

He wrinkled it up and tossed it back to Videl. She scribbled something down and tossed it back.

LOL. Hey, wanna sit next to me at the Pep Rally?

That's today?

Yep

Sure, of course!

Videl turned around and flashed Gohan a smile. That made a funny feeling in his stomach and he sighed. The bell rung and everyone got up to leave. "Read chapters nine to twelve tonight!" 17 shouted to their retreating backs. Gohan walked over to his locker and pulled out a notebook. Someone from behind him tapped his shoulder and turned around to face them.

It was Gwendolyn. Great. Just what I need. She peered up at Gohan and said, "..hi...Gohan, I was just wondering if..." She paused for a moment. "...never mind." Videl appeared out of nowhere and opened her locker. "Hey, Pumpkin. Wanna sit by me and Gohan at the Pep Rally?" Oh, God no! Say no! Say no! "Sure, I'd love to." The black-haired girl was about to leave when out of nowhere ran Brent.

"Hey Brent! Where are you going?" Gohan called but the boy kept running. "Why is he not on his skateboard?" Videl and Gwen shrugged. "I dunno. Let's go to lunch Gohan and Gwen." Videl said as she grabbed both of their arms and leading them down the hallway.

Bulma's eyes widen as she stared at Vegeta's back. He couldn't be serious about going to go with her. He's probably doing this on purpose. I know he is. She crossed her arms across her chest and walked into the main gym. In there, she spotted Piccolo with his P.E class. He held a clip board in his hand and was yelling, "FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE! ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!"

Bulma looked over and spotted all of his freshmen doing the most weirdest exercises in the world. Each one of them jumped down and did four push-ups, then jumped back up and did four jumping jacks, and then jumped back down and did four sit-ups. Then the cycle started over again. Each one more intense then the last one and all of them were sweating. Even the girls. Bulma approached Piccolo and said, "Wow, you're kinda going hard on them. It is their first year here."

"And? They need to learn that I don't play games. This isn't junior high."

"So is this like a game or something?"

"Game? Of course not! This is there warm-ups!"

"Warm ups? So you mean they do this every day?"

"Yes." Piccolo turned to a blonde boy and shouted, "Faster Billy! I want to see you at least try!"

Billy quickly hopped to the ground and did four push-ups. "Yes sir!" He yelled. Bulma blinked and watched the students. "...Piccolo, I have a question."

"What is it?"

"Well, Vegeta wants to go out on this 'date' with Stacey Nightshadow, and I told him not to and he said he's going to. So I can't help but wonder, why should I even care? I mean, we're not even married anymore. But I still want to look out for him. What should I do?" Piccolo stared at her for a long moment and then chuckled.

"Well, I honestly can't help you on that. Bulma its quite obvious that you are still in love with Vegeta. No matter how hard you try to deny it. You're just as miserable without him than he is without you. You could go ahead and say what ever you want about it, but I'm just pointing out the truth."

"WHAT? Wait, a second! First of all, I don't love Vegeta. I love Yamcha. Second of all, how dare you say something like that? I got fed up with Vegeta years ago and we don't want each other back. If I did, I would have him on his hands and knees begging me to come back to him. Thanks a lot Piccolo!"

"Hey, I'm just pointing out what I see. You can't run from the truth. Ever thought that Trunks was happy with this new lifestyle? He hates it. Also, why do you women come to me for advise or something? What am I your doctor? Then you all hate it when I speak the truth."

"Well, that's how women are. Learn to lie to make us happy!" With that, Bulma spun on her heel and walked out of the room. Behind her she could still hear Piccolo yelling orders to his freshmen.

Later that day, the bell rung and all of the students emerged out of their classrooms for the Pep Rally. Dozens of people squeezing in to the very large gym room. Goku approached Krillin and Vegeta. "Hey, guys. You excited about this Pep Rally?"

"No, why should we? A Pep Rally is just an excuse to get a bunch of teenagers in a room to scream their heads off. This sucks." Krillin spoke. The three of them leaned on the wall near the back of the room. Half of the teachers were in there spread out along the sidelines, while some used this as an excuse to go on an 'early' lunch break. Sadly, the three of them just had to take there's before entering the gym. Vegeta crossed his arms across his chest and frowned.

"How long is this stupid crap?"

Goku sighed. "An hour and a half. Where's Chichi?" He looked around and watched some more students walk in. Moments later, she appeared with 18 beside her. "Hey guys." Chichi said as she approached the three men. The five of them turned to the center of the room and Broly walked over to the microphone. He picked it up and began speaking.

"Hello, Orange Star High School! How are we all doing today?" The gym filled with screams and laughter and just like before, the group of five covered their ears. "Again, this is something I won't get use to." 18 mumbled and Broly continued speaking. "Today, as we know it, is a Pep Rally and as we began to start the school year off. I just want to inform you students to have a great school year and try your best in everything you do."

Broly began going on and on about how 'good character counts' and 'teamwork is the best way to go' and garbage like that. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that none of the students were actually listening. Except Cosmo that is. He brought a notebook to the Pep Rally and was taking down notes on everything that came out of Broly's mouth.

Gohan eyed him and shook his head. What a nerd! Videl quickly grabbed Gohan's arm to get his attention. "Look Gohan! See that guy right there!" Videl quickly said as she pointed to a guy in the front row. Gohan turned his attention to the boy. He had brown curly hair and brown eyes. He was very muscular and wore a football jersey. "That's Kyle." She sighed. "He's on the football team."

Jealously surged through his body. HOW CAN SHE LIKE HIM? I LOOK BETTER THAN HIM! Erasa, who sat in front of them, turned around to get their attention. "He's much cutter than Gohan, don't you agree Videl?" To Gohan's suprise, she nodded. "Yep, but Gohan is smarter. Right, Pumpkin?"

"...Um, I think Gohan looks better and is smarter. That's just my opinion though." She stated plainly.

"Wait? Why are you guys talking about me when I'm right here?" Gohan shouted and a kid turned around to face them. "Shh! Be quiet!" The boy named Jack said who was a momma's boy. Gohan rolled his eyes. "Oh, shut up! No one is even listening!" This time more than two people shushed him. Gohan didn't feel like putting up with this. He was already angry as it is. He thought Videl liked him but she liked someone else. That broke his heart and right now these people weren't making it any better.

"Look, shut up kid before I break your face!" Jack recalled. Videl turned to him. "You're gonna let him say that to you Gohan?"

"No." He took a deep breath and said, "Jack! Just shut up man! I don't feel like going back and forth with you!"

Jack narrowed his blue eyes. "We'll settle this later! You and me. After school. Today. In the parking lot. Be there or be square." Then he got up and moved further to the front of the bleachers. Videl blinked. "Whoa, that was...odd. Are you gonna do it Gohan?"

"What? No! Of course not! I don't want to get suspended."

"You have to." Gwen stated. "Its the rules of the school."

"Rules of the school?"

"Yep, when someone challenges you, you have to accept it or-"

"...be looked on upon the rest of our classmates as a coward." Videl finished and Gohan didn't reply. Great...just what I need. What will my parents say? Boy, I screwed up BIG time... He turned to where his parents were and saw Bulma approaching them. She leaned on the wall between Krillin and Goku and didn't speak a word. Her eyes were on Broly but her mind was elsewhere.

How can Piccolo think that I still love Vegeta? I don't...or do I? No! Of course not! That jerk was the whole reason to why my life got screwed up. He's the whole reason why Trunks disrespects Yamcha. If he raised him better then maybe the boy will have more manners. But, I DO NOT want Vegeta back. He acts like a child and...I guess you could say I miss him...why am I even thinking this way? I don't need him. I have Yamcha and he's the best boyfriend you could ever ask for. Despite the fact he forgets birthdays. I mean, nobody is perfect, right?

"Bulma?" Chichi asked interrupting her thoughts. Bulma shook her head and turned to the dark-haired woman. "Hm? I'm sorry what did you say?"

"I said guess what I have to show my Child Care class by the end of the first semester?"

"I dunno. What?"

"I have to show and talk to them about child birth. Then they have take home fake baby dolls that actually cry for Winter Break, isn't child birth beautiful?"

"...yeah, I always wanted another kid...but..." Bulma's voice got low and Krillin raised a brow. "But what Bulma?"

"Yamcha can't have children. He has a sperm shortage and the doctor said it wasn't possible to have any children. It would take a miracle for that to happen." Her eyes went to her nails as she began fidgeting with them. No one said a word and they continued to listen to Broly.

"...so let your hearts soar with high knowledge and before we begin this Pep Rally. Please stand for the pledge." All of the students that sat on the bleachers stood up and began saying the pledge of allegiance. Goku put his hand on his heart and began saying it louder than anybody else. He really did look like a fool. Vegeta just stayed on the wall barely mumbling anything.

When that was over, it all began. First the soccer team came in and began calling all of their All-Star players. Each one of them kicking around a soccer ball showing off their cool moves. Then came the basket ball team. All of the players that entered and began shooting balls into the hoop and the students went wild. Screaming out their names and cheering for an incur. It was very fun, that is until the cheerleaders entered.

They all wore short mini shirts that were orange and black tank tops decorated in glitter. Their heads were down and each had a their hair in a high ponytail. They looked to be super models and stood like professionals. 18 walked in front of them and her back was to the crowd. She yelled, "Who are we?" The cheerleaders replied with, "The Orange Star Tigers!"

"What?"

"The Orange Star Tigers!"

"Then show them who we are!"

The cheerleaders all spreaded out and stuck their arms out in front of them. They began dancing to Kesha- We R Who We R and cheered, "I'm a crowd pleaser, boy teaser, a cheerleader! I'm a crowd pleaser, a boy teaser, and a cheerleader!"

They separated into two teams and began swaying their hips. "Fly high, do or die, dare to dream, cheer extreme!" They finished the routine with lots of flips and back flips as everyone cheered. "Hey, Gohan. Do you think I should sign up for cheerleading?" Videl asked and Gohan's eyes widen with fear.

"Why would you want to be one?"

"I dunno. It looks fun, I haven't done anything fun since I started high school, it could be a good experience for me. I am flexible you know."

Gohan just shook his head and continued to watch the cheerleaders. They finished and took and a bow before leaving and then the bang began playing. The football team ran in and who other than Piccolo was right behind them. He began shouting out names for all the high honored players and then began making a speech on how freshmen could join. "...and remember Hustle, hit and never quit!" He shouted. "Go Tigers!" The football team exited and that's how the rest of the Pep Rally went.

Throughout the entire thing, Bulma could feel Vegeta's eyes on her. But she dared not look back at him. If she did, then she would say something she would soon regret. As she logged off her computer that afternoon, she climbed out of her chair and began walking to the main office to sign out. She was halfway there when she saw a teary-eyed Stacey Nightshadow walk past. Gwen was at her side.

"Hey, Stacey. Why are you crying?" Stacey stopped and glared at Bulma. "Don't talk to me jerk! I hate you people!" She grabbed her daughter's arm and the two walked out the main doors. Bulma blinked in confusion. What was that all about? She turned around and saw Vegeta.

He walked right up to her and their faces were inches apart. "V-Vegeta? What did you do to Stacey?"

"What do you think? I blew the girl off. She kept pestering me all day for me to go out with her and I said no."

"Why?" His colon was so intoxicating. He smelt like peppermint and something sweet she couldn't put her finger on.

"Because...I don't want to go with her. Bulma, do you want to go see The Last Exorcism with me? If you do this then you won't have to pay me back for the damages you did on my car, deal?"

"Wait, what?" She couldn't believe her ears. Did Vegeta just ask me out? What do I say? Without thinking, Bulma quickly nodded. "Sure, after all I could just easily pay for it, but if you insist then, okay." She had a sicken, odd, feeling in the pit of her stomach. Why? Vegeta was her ex. If they wanted to go see a movie together then what would it cause harm to?

"Fine, we'll go Saturday. Seven?" He asked.

"Seven. I hope you remember Trunks' birthday is on the Friday."

"Of course, I would never forget my son's birthday."

He turned to walk away. "...I might drop in for a visit." Then he was gone. Why am I so nervous? I'm just going to see a movie. What will Yamcha think? What will Trunks think? Little did she know, these were the least of her problems.

A/N: Okay, I wonder how many flames I'm going get for the whole Yamcha thing not being able to have children. I just have to say that its MY fic and I can make whatever I want to happen. I know that sounds mean. I'm not that type of person. But bare with me on this, because this will cause a BIG outcome in the story. Anyway, I'm having a tough time about what chapter I should add next. You have two options: Trunks' B-day. Option Two: Movie Night. Which ever one I have the most reviews for, I'll add as the next chapter and add the other as the chapter after that. So DECIDE and you'll figure out what happens next. See ya!