Told you the next update would be soon! I'm planning on two more updates before school starts! Hopefully this chapter hits 100! Thanks for the fav/reviews/ and follows!

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*~ The Rumor ~*

Ever since she was little her mother had told her to never fight humans. They were significantly weaker than her and even the weakest punch could put them in the hospital for the rest of their lives. Pan understood and never abused her power, not once was she close to getting in a fight with one of her schoolmates.

But today was a different story...

Her morning had started out normal. She had procrastinated about getting out of bed until Chichi came in her room yelling bloody murder. Then she made her way to the bathroom where she showered, washed her face and brushed her teeth. After that she returned to her room and threw on her uniform, a khaki skirt that fell to her knees, a tangerine yellow shirt, and a pair of all black converse.

After getting dressed she made her way to the kitchen. Goten and Goku were always the first ones at the table in the morning, already gobbling down breakfast her mother prepared. She greeted her family before chowing down, much neater and cleaner than her brother and father. Once she got her fill she said her goodbyes and left for school on foot.

Pan hummed silently to herself as her favorite song played in her ears. She was zoned out from the world, just how she liked it. She walked down the halls which wasn't too crowded, the bell didn't ring for another half an hour.

She was headed to her locker, and after she got what she needed, she'd go to the art room like she did ever morning. The brunette approached her orange locker and reached for the dial but stopped once she saw the black ink writing on it.

Whore.

The demi-saiyan violently ripped out her headphones as she glared at the vandalism. The snickering from behind her was making her more pissed by the second. Who could have done this?

She had no friends at school, which she was okay with. She kept to herself and stayed out of everyone's business. She had done no wrong to anyone in this hell hole.

"Let it go." The girl heaved out a heavy sigh as she reached for the dial. It was probably some douche bag trying to be funny. She'd just go to the office before lunch and report it.

Pan grabbed two of her text books and notebooks before grabbing her notepad which she kept all of her doodles and poetry in. She held her belongings close to her chest and started down the hallway.

Her first period was English, one of her favorite class, unlike a majority of the students, she enjoyed reading and writing. Today assignment was to write a simple prompt about someone special. It was ten minutes into writing but Pan was stumped; any other day she'd have two pages of writing in the first ten minutes. But she had very few friends and Bra was the closest. Pan wrote about her a lot which was pretty boring now.

There was her boyfriend, Uub but they weren't on good terms at the moment. He still haven't apologized and it's been three days. There was Celeste, but she didn't really know the girl enough to write about her. That only left...

Trunks Briefs

"Why not?" Pan said to herself, shrugging.

The alarm went off ten minutes later signaling that silent reading was over. The teacher, Mrs. Marigold rose from her swivel chair and walked over to the front of the room. Students sighed in relief and began chatting as they put away their composition books. "Students don't put your books away just yet, today we're sharing what we wrote."

A chorus of groans echoed throughout the room. Pan was the only one not groaning. Instead a sense of panic came over her; no one read her writing. Her hand shot in the air, hopefully she could change her teacher's mind.

Mrs. Marigold quirked her eyebrow at the sight of her quietest student's hand in the air. Pan never willingly spoke out in class. "Yes Pan?"

"Do we have to share? Can we just listen to our partner read?" The girl asked softly.

"Sorry Pan but no, that wouldn't be fair." Mrs. Marigold responded. "Now I have assigned you-"

Pan zoned out and sulked in her seat. Why didn't she just write about Bra? Hopefully she'd get someone nice and would understand that she didn't feel comfortable sharing what she wrote.

"Last but not least Pan and Naomi."

It was official, this was hands down the worst day of her life. Naomi Watts, most popular and prettiest girl at school. While others saw her as a queen Pan saw her as a pompous bitch, and the only reason she had friends was because her father was rich.

"Alright now, you all have seven minutes to share, and please stay on topic." Mrs. Marigold said.

Naomi's icy blue eyes fell upon Pan, she rolled her eyes and smashed obnoxiously on her bubble gum. "Come over her Pandora."

Pan gulped nervously and grabbed her book and made her way to the girl. Pan sat down in the empty seat next to Naomi. The demi-saiyan placed her book down and turned so she was facing the raven haired girl. "You wanna go first?"

Naomi shook her head. "Didn't write anything."

"Um, would you mind if I didn't go either?" Pan asked quietly.

Naomi smirked as she quickly grabbed the black composition book. "What are you hiding you little freak."

"Hey give that back!" Pan shouted reaching for her book, but Naomi had quickly stood up from her seat before she could grab it. The blonde strutted to the front of the class, smiling evilly. "I guess the tabloids were right about you liking Trunks Briefs."

Pan flushed as she stomped over to the girl. "Give it back right now Naomi." She demanded sternly, glaring daggers at her.

"Blue eyes that can lighten up anyone's day. I smile that could warm up even the coldest heart. Misunderstood by many, but only a few know the real Trunks Briefs-"

By now the class was in a fit of laughter and the cameras were already out.

"Stop it now!" Pan exclaimed, balling her hands into a fist.

"Naomi, stop before I send you to the office." Mrs. Marigold threaten.

"Listen Pam, he will never like you, you have nothing to offer him, just because your best friends with his little sister doesn't mean shit. You're ugly and no one will want you."

And that was all it took to make her snap. Her eyes flashed teal as her eyes began to water. In a matter of seconds her fist collided with Naomi's light brown skin. The impact of the punch sent her straight for the nearest wall.

The laughter came to an abrupt stop as all eyes were on the small Pan. And it was at that moment she knew she had fucked up.