Two months had passed since Marron's birthday. School was out, but Marron didn't have time to relax; she was attending her "Young Doctors" internship.
"Okay everyone, last week we talked about the brain. This week we will discuss the reproductive system." The professor announced pointing at multiple diagrams of human anatomy.
All of the class began to snicker at the pictures of naked people on the board, except Marron.
"Reproducing is the way of life. Not just for humans, but animals as well." He continued. "When a man ejaculates his semen inside of a woman, sperm is released.
The professor then played a video detailing the process of reproduction and turned off the lights.
"A healthy ejaculation can contain anywhere between 40 million to over a billion sperm cells. The sperm then travels up the vagina, through the cervix until it attaches to a woman's egg."
The video began to make Marron nauseous. She started to zone in and out of the lecture, her stomach gurgling loudly.
The sperm," he continued. "implants itself or fertilizes if you will, the egg which then becomes a zygote." The professor picked up a clay model of a baby. He passed the model around the class, garnishing laughs and red faces.
"Now I know none of you have taken the leap yet, meaning sex; however, it's important to know everything about it at this age." The professor continued.
Marron sat there not saying a word, but her stomach gurgles wouldn't let her concentrate. She zoned out again thinking about the subject of sex. Her parents never spoke to her about it. She only knew what she heard from Bra or watched on television. She always had her curiosities, emotions, and most of all, hormones. Her parents ignoring that aspect angered her in a way. Did they ever think she wouldn't? Did they honestly think she wouldn't find a guy to fall in love with? Or did they think she wasn't attractive enough?
The questions that swirled her mind angered her even more. She grew tired of her parents dictating how she should feel or what she could do. She wanted to start making her own decisions. She was 17 now and soon she would be an adult. That night with Trunks was a turning point in her life. She felt the freedom she always wanted to feel.
She loved how things weren't weird at all between the two since that night. Whenever they would see each other, they would speak normally. When no one was looking they would share a gaze. Bra inadvertently mentioned to her that Trunks stopped bringing girls over and that he was taking more responsibility at work.
Marron didn't want to think all Trunks's changes were because of her, but either way, it's still a great thing.
The professor turned the lights on and stopped the video, awakening Marron. "And remember young people, it only takes one sperm to fertilize an egg. Okay, class dismissed."
The professor's remark surprised her. 'That was weird', she thought. She became a bit worried. It must've shown on her face, because the professor noticed as well.
"Miss Chestnut," He called out, "can I see you for a minute."
Marron walked down the steps past the eager young students making their way out of the door. She timidly approached her professor's desk. "Yes?"
"Marron, are you okay?" the professor asked, removing his glasses.
Marron bit her lip nervously, "yes, I'm fine."
Her professor didn't seem convinced.
"Really, I am," She assured him.
"Are you having some kind of trouble at home, or is there something you want to talk about?"
Marron did have a burning question in her gut, but she couldn't ask her professor. What would he think of her? What if he told her parents? "No, everything is good at home. I'm just a little tired is all."
The professor leaned in closer, "You seem…distant. You're not participating like you normally do, and you seem concerned or distracted. Are you sure nothing is going on? You can talk to me about anything. I know I'm a little older than you kids, but I was your age once upon time." He smiled.
Marron laughed. Her professor was so sweet and understanding. He wasn't like the older professors, stuffy and boring; He made class fun, and he was hot.
"No, I promise everything is okay. I really appreciate the concern."
He smiled back at her and gave her a nod, "Well, I'm always here, if you need to talk."
"Thank you! See you next week!" Marron briskly walked out of class. 'God, I'm hungry'.
She made it to her car. As she checked her rearview mirror to backup, a pregnant woman passed by. Her stomach began to churn. Marron backed out and headed home as her stomach rumbled intensely.
Marron made it home just in time. She thought she would never make it across the bridge fast enough.
She ran through the door, rushing past her parents who were sitting at the breakfast table.
"Hello honey, how was school?" 18 smiled as Marron charged through the door.
Marron wasn't in the mood, the only thing on her mind was food.
"Honey." 18 called out from behind her magazine.
"What!" Marron said, rather annoyed. She dug through the fridge and grabbed an armful of food. She dropped it all on the counter and began making her sandwich.
"Excuse me young lady?" 18 replied putting down her magazine, "I asked you about school."
"It was great mom!" Marron snapped, as she piled on meat and cheese on more bread. "I absolutely love spending every single summer studying instead of hanging with my friends.
"No need to have an attitude, Marron." Krillin attested. He never got involved in his daughter and wife's arguments which were happening quite frequently.
Marron didn't bother to respond to her dad, she was so hungry. Her body felt weak and her head foggy.
18 and Krillin watched in awe Marron pile her bread on top of meat on top of mayonnaise on top of mustard with ketchup and lettuce.
"You think you got enough there." Krillin laughed while watching his daughter.
Marron rolled her eyes. She threw the leftover food in the fridge, slammed the door, grabbed her sandwich, and ran upstairs.
"Woah, teenagers!" Krillin shrugged, turning back to his lunch.
18 agreed with her husband, but there was definitely something different about Marron.
Marron lied on her bed eating her enormous sandwich. She picked up her cell phone and called Bra.
"Hey sexy!" Bra joked as she answered her phone.
"Hey," Marron laughed, "what you up to?"
"Just finished eating breakfast, are you done with school?" Bra asked.
"Oh my God, yes!" Marron said exhaustingly, taking another chunk of her sandwich.
"Good come over!" Bra said.
"Cool, I'll be there in an hour." Marron said. She hung up the phone and finished her sandwich. It felt so good to eat.
Marron lied back on her bed to let her food digest. She rubbed her belly in satisfaction. She stared at the rainbow-colored butterflies on the ceiling. Every time she would lie in her bed, she would think about the night Trunks brought her those beautiful flowers. The moment they shared couldn't compare to anything she had ever experienced in her life.
Time was passing by and she knew she had to get out of bed; otherwise, she would fall into a black hole of "what-ifs" and never leave. She grabbed some clothes from her closet, changed and headed downstairs.
"Honey, where are you going?" Krillin asked as Marron opened the front door.
"I'm going to Bra's house. You know, where I always go after school." Marron scoffed.
"Well, me and your mother are off today, it's hardly ever we're off on the same days." Krillin said as he rubbed the back of his head nervously.
"And?" Marron smugly responded as she turned to him from the door .
"And we were wondering, well, we would like to spend time with you this afternoon. I know you're busy, but it's been a while since we all hung out together as a family. We can go to your favorite ice cream shop." Krillin chuckled nervously. His daughter was extra testy lately and he didn't want to upset her.
"You know dad, as fun as that sounds, I'm going to pass. Sorry!" Marron turned away from her father and briskly walked out the door. She slammed it behind her.
Krillin and 18 heard Marron's car start and sped away. They both sat there dumbfounded. They knew she was upset about not spending time with her friends, but they could sense her indifference towards them.
Krillin didn't want to show it, but his feelings were deeply hurt.
"Honey, I need a moment. I'll be back." he said as he walked out the door.
18 sadly watched her husband leave. 'Something's not right.' She thought to herself. Marron was definitely not the same lately.
She couldn't pinpoint when, but oddly a few weeks ago she found a beer can underneath their China cabinet. No one in the house drank beer, so she didn't know how it got there. She brushed it off in the beginning; she wouldn't dare accuse Marron of drinking, but now, her behavior is only getting worse. The yelling, arguments and sneaking out. What had gotten into her daughter?
Marron arrived at Bra's home and rang the doorbell. Vegeta answered the door in his usual annoyed state.
"Marron!" Bra yelled, pushing her dad out the way. "Come on!" Bra grabbed her friend's arm, and they ran upstairs to her room.
Marron tiredly threw herself on Bra's plush chairs, "It feels so good to relax!"
Bra closed her bedroom door, and sat on her bed. "Tell me about it!" Bra said, combing her silky blue hair. "What did you learn in school today?"
"Ugh. The reproductive system." Marron sighed.
"Gross!" Bra laughed, plopping on her bed.
"Yeah, I know right! The professor talked about sperm and semen and eggs. I just tuned out. He said a man can ejaculate almost as much as a billion sperm in one blow! Can you believe that?" Marron exclaimed.
"How nasty!" Bra laughed. "You know what? I bet Saiyan men can shoot more than that!"
"You think?" Marron asked curiously.
"Hell yeah! I once heard my mom and Chichi talking, and they both said they got pregnant on the first time! Can you believe that! I would absolutely die if I got pregnant on my first time." Bra squealed.
Marron laughed nervously. That weird feeling in the pit of her stomach came back.
"I mean, if a human male can shoot 1 billion, a Saiyan can probably shoot as much as 10 billion!" Bra laughed. "I bet it burns through your vagina like battery acid!"
Bra didn't notice the ever-growing nervousness on Marron's face. She couldn't remember if Trunks used protection. She surely didn't have any. The thought of her possibly being pregnant terrified her.
"Bra you're disgusting!" Marron moaned. "Um, can we talk about something else?"
"Like?" Bra asked.
"Like going somewhere tonight, having some fun, checking out guys!" Marron exclaimed.
"Totally!" Bra gleamed.
"But not before we hit the mall! I need some new clothes."
Bra shrieked as she jumped from the bed. "Marron, I don't know what's gotten into you, but I love this new attitude!" Bra exclaimed running to the bathroom to change.
Marron loved it too. She felt easier and more relaxed. She didn't take things so seriously anymore. She wanted to have fun and enjoy her youth, something her parents didn't understand.
However, she was still worried. The thought kept pestering her and she couldn't shake the feeling.
She walked over to Bra's life size mirror and raised her shirt. her hips, butt and boobs were a bit bigger, but her stomach was still the same.
'Most definitely not!' she thought to herself.
Her six-pack became more defined and rock solid. Her arm muscles were tighter and bigger. ''You don't get muscular when you're pregnant, you get fat."
Marron quickly put her shirt down when she heard Bra open the bathroom door.
"I'm ready!" Bra said, marching out the bathroom.
"Revealing much?" Marron pointed out to Bra's hot pink ensemble. Bra loved high skirts and midriffs.
Bra walked over to her mirror and began to pose, "If you got it, flaunt it!"
Marron laughed and grabbed her friend's arm before she could put on a whole show, "girl come on!"
The girls ran down the stairs, passing Vegeta and Bulma who were sitting on the couch watching television.
"Alright you guys, we're leaving." Bra said as she leaned in the living area's doorway.
"Okay baby, you girls be careful! Love you!" Bulma told her, never taking her eyes off the television.
"Love you too!" Bra waved, running to the front door.
"So happy I'm out of the dungeon!" Bra said, closing the door behind her.
"I know right, where's Trunks?" Marron asked curiously, unlocking her car with her keys. He was hardly ever there now when she came over.
"If I knew, I'd tell you, but I don't. No one knows where he is most of the time." Bra said getting in the car.
"Oh." Marron shrugged, getting in as well.
"Mmhhhhmmm. Are you missing him or something?" Bra said slyly.
Marron smiled, "I was just asking geez."
"Yeah, right! Whatever!" Bra laughed.
Marron drove out the driveway and headed towards the mall.
After driving around the parking lot, for what seemed an eternity, Marron parked the car and they headed inside the mall.
They went inside their favorite clothing store and picked out some clothes.
Marron bought a black leather mini skirt that zipped up in the middle and a one shoulder white top that exposed her midsection.
"Wow Marron, you look good!" Bra said, staring at her up and down.
The mini skirt barely reached the middle of her thighs. Her top clinched her breasts making them protrude from the top.
"You think if I add heels, I'll look too sluttyl?" Marron questioned rubbing her body.
"Yeah. Just a little!" Bra nodded.
"Good!" Marron laughed.
Marron bought matching black heels to pair with her outfit.
The girls headed to a car-meet being held downtown. The girls parked the car and made their way through the crowded streets gathered around the flashy cars. It seemed everyone who raced cars was there.
Bra and Marron found a good spot to hang. They could see everything from where they were.
The guys noticed them and tried to impress them. They began doing tricks and donuts on their motorcycles.
A couple of guys walked over to Bra and Marron.
"Hey baby!" one guy called out walking towards Marron. He slid on one side of her and wrapped his arm around her waist. "I haven't seen something as sexy as you in a long time."
"Yeah, I never saw you around here before," His friend said, sliding in on the other side of her. He wrapped his arm around the other side of her waist. "You new in town?"
She giggled profusely; she enjoyed this attention. Bra wasn't phased at all by all of the attention she was receiving; she was natural at it. Men were drawn to her like a moth to a flame.
Goten & Trunks decided to head out for the night. They always attend the local car-meets and it was always packed.
Goten and Trunks pulled up and parked their bikes with the others. A few girls were watching and Goten was focused. Trunks wasn't interested in any of them.
"Yo!" Goten called out.
"What?" Trunks said, taking off his helmet.
Goten pointed across the street at two scantily clad dressed girls "isn't that Bra and Marron?"
Trunks looked across the street and noticed both girls. He saw two guys with their arms wrapped around Marron. One of them began rubbing her shoulder while the other ran his hand down her thigh.
Trunks felt the jealousy rise in his chest. He steadied his bike and made his way across the street.
Before he could get ahold of himself, he grabbed both guys and threw them on the ground.
Marron jumped in awe.
"Oh my God trunks! What the fuck!" Bra yelled.
The guys jumped up to fight Trunks, but Goten, out of nowhere, knocked them back down. They took off, including the guys Bra was talking too.
Bra walked behind Trunks screaming and yelling at him. "I fucking hate you Trunks! Why do you always have to ruin everything! Ugh!"
Trunk ignored his sister like he always does; he was too busy staring at Marron. Trunks was so focused on her, he didn't notice his sister storming off into the crowd.
Goten knew his best friend had some things to say to Marron. "I'll go get her." "Bra wait!" Goten yelled out running after her.
Marron and Trunks stared at each other for a moment. Marron broke the gaze. She looked away, grabbing her arm nervously.
Trunks stepped towards her and cupped her chin in his hands. He brought her face to his and leaned in to kiss her.
Marron backed up slowly.
"What's the matter?" Trunks asked worriedly.
Marron felt dizzy. She continued to back up from Trunks. she felt this wave of sickness overcome her. She turned around and fervently searched for a garbage can.
She ran to it and began to throw up. It was a never ending flow of everything she ate that day.
Trunks rubbed her back, "baby, are you okay?"
Marron leaned up from the garbage can and reached into her purse for some tissues.
She wiped her mouth and threw the tissues in the trash.
At this point she knew. There was no more denying or hiding it.
She turned to Trunks, clutching her belly. She shook her head as tears swelled in her eyes, "no. No, I'm not okay."
Trunks caressed her shoulders. "Tell me what's wrong."Trunks slightly shook her, "Marron! What's wrong?"
"I-I think." Marron couldn't form the words. To say it, was making it real.
"I'm sorry Trunks, but I have to go!"
Marron ran to her car and got in. She sped away, leaving trunks dumbfounded and confused.
She drove to the nearest convenient store and ran in. She frantically searched the aisles for pregnancy tests. She grabbed every single one and dropped them off at the counter.
The clerk stared at her as he rang up her tests. Marron paid and ran back out to her car. Her phone beeped as a text message came through. It was Bra.
'Shit!' Marron thought; she forgot about Bra.
Hey, don't wait up! Goten is taking me home :)
That was a relief. Marron wasn't ready to tell Bra about this.
She drove down the beach. She wasn't ready to go home. Trunks had called her twice, but she didn't want to talk to him. Not yet. She parked her car near the sand, and took one of the tests out of the brown paper bag. her eyes teared up again.
"What am I going to do?" She cried. She threw her head back on the headrest, and covered her eyes.
She had to get this over with. She started the car and took the 45 minute ride to Kame house.
A few hours had passed and it was now a little past 2 am. Her parents will be so pissed at her for getting in late. She pulled around the back of the house. She grabbed the crumpled brown paper bag of pregnancy tests and quietly exited her car. She unlocked the front door and silently crept in. She closed it gently and headed upstairs.
"Where have you been?" 18 asked sternly, in the shadows of the living room.
Marron froze. "I was with Bra," Marron sighed. "I told you both where I was going earlier."
18 flipped the lamp switch and rose from the chair. "Do not take that tone with me Marron!"
Marron rolled her eyes.
"What the hell are you wearing? Why are you dressed like this? What happened to your hair? And why do you have makeup on? 18 said sternly. "This is not how you walked out of the house earlier today."
"I changed at Bra's house. It's not a big deal!"
"What the hell has gotten into you?" 18 yelled again.
Marron didn't answer. She turned around and headed upstairs. She didn't want her mom to see the bag in her hand.
"Answer me!" 18 screamed so loud, it woke Krillin up in the process. He rushed from his room to see what the commotion was about.
"What's going on here? Marron, why are you dressed like that?" Krillin asked half awake.
"Why don't you two just leave me hell alone!" Marron argued in frustration. She ran up the stairs to her room, slamming the door behind her.
Marron became so tired with her parents pestering. She locked the door behind her. She dumped the pregnancy tests on her bed. She opened one test and grabbed the cup on the inside. She walked into her bathroom and peed in it.
"Please, please, please don't let me be pregnant!"
She flushed the toilet and sat the cup on the sink. She washed her hands and pulled out a pair of gloves. She walked back into her room and grabbed the tests. she opened every one and dipped the sticks into the cup. She laid them all face up on the sink.
She set her phone timer and patiently waited for the results on the bathroom floor. 2 minutes felt like an eternity.
'What would my parents think of me? What am I going to say to them? I'm going to get kicked out of school!'
Her phone timer went off.
Marron rose slowly from the bathroom floor. She looked at every test on the sink.
Marron fell back on the floor. Her cries went from silent to hysterical.
Positive. Every last one.