Spring Break

Chapter 5

Disclaimer: I don't own it, or anything in it. So don't sue me....K good.

Ok I have really been trying to get out all these chapters, I have a really bad habit of starting too much at once and low and behold I did it again. So....don't yell at me please I am trying as hard as I can.

"So where are going that made your sister get me dressed up like this?" Pan leaned back in her seat, feeling slightly uncomfortable about being alone with him.

"I was thinking of going to this place called Dally's. Everyone knows everyone else in there, its really a lot of fun." He peered over at her looking for a hint in her face to tell him she was having a good time.

He let out a sigh, no luck she still looked like she wanted to jump out of the window. Thinking of an idea he let an evil grin consume his face.

"Trunks, what are you doing?" She looked at him scared by the mischievous look on his face. There was no answer.

Turning into the fast lane he pushed his foot on the gas pedal.....hard.

"Hold on," He shouted over the black Porsche's engine accelerating.

"OH GOD," she shrieked, at least things are beginning to lighten up she thought.

"See that wasn't so bad, and we're here in no time." He looked at her, and saw her slid down in the seat almost plastered to the back of the seat. It made him laugh to see her like that.

"Are my eyes fooling me or is Pan Son scared for the first time in her life." He continued to make fun of her until they reached the door of the bar/restaurant.

Running out of patience Pan turned to face her attacker. "Its old already so just lay off ok?," her face turned stone cold as she continued to talk, "don't talk to me anymore ok?" She opened the door and walked in, shutting the door in his face.

Great, just great. I try to be nice to her so that we can get closer and I blow it. Its time for some heavy begging. Running in after her, he cut in front of her.

"Oh come on Pan I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad." He looked into her eyes, pleading with them to forgive him. "Don't make me get down on my knees and beg." He started to get down when he felt a small hand pull him back up.

"God Trunks, sometimes you can be so melodramatic." Rolling her eyes she lead him in the direction of the bar.

Sitting down next to him on a stool she began to look around. It seemed that everyone had someone to talk to, and like Trunks said, everyone did look like they knew everyone else.

"So what do ya think?" Trunks spoke interrupting her thoughts.

"You were right, it does look like a lot of fun." She sighed, wishing that she was one of the people having fun.

"Well then, let me introduce you to some people. I'll show you around right after we order, it takes a while to get stuff around here because of all the people." He stood up, getting the attention of the bartender.

"So what can I get you Trunks? And who is this with you"

Pan blushed, well he is pretty cute she thought to herself.

Trunks opened his mouth to talk but was cut off by Pan.

"I'm Pan, and who are you?" She leaned on the counter, showing her sparkling black eyes.

"I'm Dave, and what can I get you two tonight?"

"Well I'll have a beer, light, I'm driving home." He scowled at his friend Dave, getting kinda pissed off at his transparent flirting with Pan.

"And I'll have a mudslide," she added with a smile.

"Coming right up." Glancing at Pan once more before he left, Dave winked at her and walked away.

Unfortunately Trunks managed to see it.

"So," Trunks growled, "do you want me to help you meet other people."

"Uh," she looked confusedly at him, "no I think I'll just hang around here."

"Fine then," now Trunks was pissed, "I'll stay right here with you."

"Trunks are you mad at me? Cuz I really don't know what I did wrong, I mean all I did was get into a little fight with you when I first got here but I thought that was over with. And I flirted a little with......." She let her words hang there, then trail off leaving the sentence unfinished. She moved to look at him, only to find him staring in the other direction.

She reached out and turned his face to look at her, his face was red almost like he was blushing.

"Trunks," she smirked, almost like Vegeta, "my friend, I think your jealous."

"I....uh....I....well....." he pulled his shirt collar away from his neck, beginning to become uncomfortable.

So what will Trunks answer be, I don't think he's that great of a liar judging by the way he's acting.

~*Rayne*~