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Bra; 17, Pan; 18, Trunks; 19, Goten; 18, Marron; 19, Brooke; 18, Naomi; 17 Uub;19

A/N: I hope y'all are liking the fast updates! I know I am!.

Bra's P.O.V

I can't wait for Goten to see me. This bikini is to die for!. I twirl around, admiring my curves.

I'm so glad I went shopping last week with Mom. It would be a shame if I missed out on this baby.

"Utterly fabulous" I mutter to my reflection.

Checking myself out, I'd say I'm a 10 out of 10. Maybe even an 11.

"Haha" I do a fake laugh to my reflection as I flip my hair over my shoulder.

As you can see I'm quite vain, but there's nothing wrong with that...right?

"Bra will you stop looking in the mirror already?" Pan tuts, I can tell she's already bored.

"I have to look good for Goten" I pose in the mirror some more, flipping my hair this way and that.

"Ugh! You look fine" Pan growls "When are we leaving again?" She asks looking hopeful.

I totally ignore that question. She said I look "fine"...is she for real? I can't look "fine"!.

"Fine? What do mean "fine?"" I quote the word with my fingers, hoping Pan will realise what she just said.

Unfortunately she doesn't. The same bored look remains on her face.

"What's wrong with "fine"?" Pan copy's me quoting the word with her fingers.

I cross my arms in a huff. Pan really needs to think about her choice of vocabulary before she speaks.

"Never mind" I mumble and brush my hair for the 10th time. It get's so messy whenever I'm not looking. It's like it has a life of its own!.

Someone knocks at the door.

"Guys are you ready yet?" I hear Gotens voice through my door .

I drop the brush on the floor,quickly pulling on my shorts and t shirt. I don't know why I didn't do this earlier.

"Uh, maybe cause you were too busy checking yourself out in the mirror?" The little voice in my head answers.

Oh yeah..my bad.

"Yea, we're ready" Marron shouts opening the door, just as I slip my feet into my favourite pink flip flops.

"Alright, let's go" Uub shouts and grabs Marron by the hand. She squeals excitedly. Awwww.

I watch as Brook runs straight into Trunks arms. Being the perve he is, his eyes wander up and down Brooke's scrawny body. She didn't even bother to put on the shorts and t shirt that I gave her. I can actually see what Pan means now. She really is a slut.

"You ready Pan?" I look at her and take sight of her pained expression.

"Y-yeah" Pan stammers. My brother really is a jerk!. She doesn't deserve this.

"Come on" I grab her hand and my beach bag, push past Trunks and out of the door in a rush.

"Oh, there you are Bra" Goten chuckles "Hey that rhymes"

If it was any other person that pointed that out, I would've scolded them for being childish. But when it comes to Goten, it's the cutest thing ever!.

"Haha, yeah it does" I beam at him, making him blush. Damn I'm good.

"Are we flying there or?..." Marron wonders.

I shrug, we might as well. It's much quicker than driving. Plus where are gonna put Brooke? In the boot?..Hehe...Pan would love that.

"We might as well" I jump into the air pulling Pan with me. I hate seeing her so sad.

"Come on" I grin at Goten "Me and Pan will race you there, won't we Pan?" I don't wait for Pan's answer. I fly off at high speed dragging Pan with me.

"Hahaha, do you think we'll beat him?" I look down at Pan. She's smiling. Mission complete.

"We will, If I fly at high speed as well" Pan smirks, also flying at high speed.

We both laugh at the tiny specs behind us. They look hilarious just stranded at the back. It's like we abandoned them.

We land on the middle of the beach, just a few feet away from the sea. Perfect.

"Ahhh" It's been forever since I've been here.

We spread down our towels, joining them together so they become a large one. I plop down beside Pan, catching the sun rays.

"Finally" Pan say's and proceeds to take off her shirt. Wooooow, hold on there sister.

"Pan what are you doing? You have to wait till Trunks get's here" I order, hands on my my hips.

Pan stops struggling with her shirt and leaves it on. "Well he needs to hurry up ca-" Pan stops mid sentence, the pained expression come back on her face again. She stares into space.

"Pan?" I call out her name. She's gives me no answer. What's she's looking at?.

I look where she's looking. Stood near the sea is Trunks with his arm is wrapped around Brooke. They look like a random couple you'd see on the beach.

"Oh..." I say quietly, poor Pan. She shouldn't have to suffer on a good day like this.

"Pan ignore them, pretend they're not there" I say loud enough for Trunks's Saiyan hearing to pick up.

I touch her arm lightly and her face regains colour again.

"I guess you're right" She crosses her arms, returning to the old Pan. A sly expression appears on her face. Oh no.

"Pan...what are you thinking?" I swear she has something planned. That gleam in her eye say's it all.

"I think its time I show Trunks what he's missing out" Pan smirks.

Now we're talking. I think I like this Pan. She's more sly and sneaky.

"I think you should" I agree. This is going to be interesting.

Pan stands and stretches. After kicking off her flip flops she throws the top over head and pulls her shorts to the ground.

"Do I look ok?" She asks.

Is she for real? She looks amazing!. The Cherry Red bikini I chose for her is perfect!. It shows her all her dainty flaws and curves, much more than Brooke's does. Also it gives her boobs a massive boost. They almost look bigger than mine. Almost.

"You look hot!" I grin at her "But not as hot as me though" I add, causing her to laugh.

"Baka" Pan responds and pull her bobble out her hair. I watch it fall past her shoulders, just stopping at her elbows.

Wow, her hairs even longer than mine!. When did it get that long?.

"You ready?" I ask peering up at her. She looks nervous, but only a little.

Pan nods slowly. I sigh, I better go with her. You know...show her some support. Plus, I get to see Goten.

"I'm coming with you" I mutter.

I throw my shorts, and t shirt off and discard them on the towel. Kicking off my flip flops I look at Pan, she has a relived look on her face.

"How I do look?" I twirl. Pan rolls her eyes. What's her problem? All I did was ask how I look. Jheeze.

"You look perfect" She responds. I grin at her. If she said "fine" I don't know what I'd do.

"Alright" I grab her hand "Let's go" I command as we stride towards Marron and the others.

I hope this works, for Pan's sake, that is.