Hey guys back with another chapter! This chapter is going to dive into Chi-Chi's past about her homeschool life, and it will be in Chi-Chi's POV
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z :)
Enjoy!
(Chi-Chi's POV)
Home. It's supposed to be a child's favorite place, a paradise for them. But for me it was hell.
I hated home, of course I loved my dad and all but that's the only reason I chose to live in that hellhole.
Anyone would think that living in a castle would be a dream come true..
The richness, the elegance, the lifestyle...
Nope. Nuh uh, it's all a big fat lie.
Why do I hate my home? The place where I was raised and taken care of? Why am I so ungrateful for that large castle?
School. I was homeschooled pretty much all my life until I was in my Junior year.
Why? My father said it was "a better and more proper eduaction life for me."
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
My tutors were the worst. In all I had 6 tutors. The first tutor tutored me in kindergarten through 2nd grade. She stopped though because her husband was diagnosed with lung cancer.
She was the nicest out of all my tutors, though she was quite strict when it came to tests. But I miss her.
The second tutor taught me in 3rd grade to 4th grade, like the other tutor he left because his girlfriend died in a car crash. But I never liked him, he never helped me when I was confused on something and would call me dumb because of it. God he was such an asshole.
The third tutor tutored me for only half of 5th grade, because of an incident that happened between us. While she was teaching me division, I accidentally dropped my pencil box (which was made out of metal) and it dropped on her toe, breaking it. She got extremely mad at me and my father and quit her job.
The fourth tutor tutored me for the rest of 5th grade, but she left too because she got evicted from her home. I liked her because she reminded me of my first tutor. She had autumn colored hair which was curled up, and large green eyes.
My fifth tutor was the worst tutor ever. He tutored me all throughout middle school, which was 6th through 8th grade. God I hated him so much. He yelled at me, hit me and threatened me. He would smoke in our garden, and drink sometimes too. He was the reason why I would have nightmares every single night.
So why didn't I tell my dad?
A few years back my mom passed away from an unknown virus, and it tore my dad apart. He started having mood swings and would neglect his royal duties. Because of this, the citizens started to hate him. It wasn't until one day an old homeless man snuck into our garden because he was hungry. He stole a few vegetables and was caught by my dad.
My dad who was not in his right state of mind started beating him up, and the poor man died from his injuries.
I remember witnessing his death, as his frail body fell towards the ground just a few feet away from me. I froze in terror.
Everybody was in rage after hearing about what my dad did. Soon he apologized, and he donated money to old man's family. And just like that people forgot about his sins and loved him again.
If I had told my dad about my tutor, there is no doubt he would have hurt him or even worse killed him. Now obviously I wouldn't have mind if the tutor died, but if my dad killed another man the entire village would've started to hate him all over again, and I don't want to go back to those dark times.
Soon he left because of family issues, and I had another tutor who taught me in my freshman and sophomore year.
And that after that, my dad decided I was ready to be enrolled in public school. I remember he announced the news while we were eating dinner and I nearly choked on my food.
I was so happy! I remember nearly yelling 'I'M FREE!' My dad said I would be given a tour guide around the school by another student.
And that student was none other then Son Goku.
There was something about him that made my heart burst into pride. When he smiled, it was like the whole world smiled with him. He was very compassionate, and always listened to what I had to say.
I fell in love with him, more and more everyday. I admired him so much.
But does he feel the same way for me? Does he view me more then just a friend?
Or is our bond a brother and sister like bond?
All I know is that my first year of public school is going to be great.. because of him.
And we'll stop there! RR! Will be updated soon :)
