Chapter 2:

Chapter 2:

Trunks felt like someone was watching him.

He glanced around. There was nobody in sight. I must be paranoid; all that talk about marriage had really screwed my brains up, he thought. He turned towards the sea and inhaled a lungful of the fresh, salty sea air. He could feel his anger and frustration dissolving.

The sea can do always calm me down, he thought with a smile. Suddenly, he saw a flash of gold behind a huge rock. Hmm, what was that? He wondered as he leaned forward to get a better look. Oh, it's not there anymore, I guess I imagined it.

Then his thoughts drifted back to the conversation he had with his mother that afternoon.

The conversation had started off right with small talks about the weather. I really wish I had kept my big mouth shut instead of babbling on and on about how great the weather was for sailing, Trunks thought. The instant he mentioned the word 'sailing', his mother jumped right into the topic of marriage.

"Trunks, honey, you shouldn't spend so much time by the sea. I don't know why you are so obsessed with it but you should concentrate on other things, more important things in your life right now!"

"Like what?" He recalled himself asking, even though he knew what the answer was.

"Like marriage!" His mother said dramatically. She would have been a really good actor, he thought. "Marrying a good girl and bringing honour to the family."

Her definition of a 'good girl' was a girl who was strong and comes from a wealthy and powerful family. Her looks didn't matter neither did her personality. All it matters was that she would bring a big dowry into the family.

But taking off each time she even mentions the word 'marriage' isn't a good plan either. Staying will not work either because his mother absolutely refuses to listen any of his opinions. I can't stay and I can't leave, then what can I do? He wondered wearily.

He felt a monstrous headache forming in his head. Urgh, just lay back and relax and hope that the headache will not last very long. He lay down on the cool sand and closed his eyes.

There's one thing I know, I want to marry a girl who loves the sea as much as I do. It's not going to happen if I stay here…so what if I run away?