MARRON'S DIARY/JOURNAL:
Daddy is MUCH better.
I was so happy when I heard this news that I even did this awkward little dance thing in the hospital cafeteria. People were staring but who cares? My daddy is going to be back to his old, HEALTHY self in no time. Ah, life is good.
Bra called when I wasn't home and informed me that she's having a (she said and I quote) humongous bash like never before. It's set on Saturday and it goes from 4:00 PM all the way to…well, as long as it can last. I really don't think I'll go, I mean, daddy is coming home on Friday and I want to spend some quality time with him. Besides, Bra throws parties all the time. It wouldn't hurt if I miss one right?
GOTEN'S DIARY/JOURNAL:
Bra and Ubuu, the two MOST unlikely people to end up together ended up together. I guess I should be happy for them huh? If Bra really likes Ubuu and he really likes her then…I'm happy for them. Yeah I'm real happy. I'm so happy that I feel like crying.
Let's face it buddy, Bra's gone, taken. Quit thinking about her. It wouldn't be very nice to steal Bra from Ubuu although it's so tempting.
MARRON'S DIARY/JOURNAL:
Okay, I'm back again.
I just called Bra and told her that I can't make it. Of course she asked for the reason so I told her about daddy and all of that stuff. She said I should loosen up and come to the party. Actually, she said something like: 'Marron, you HAVE to come to my party. If I have to drag you over then I will and I'm not kidding.' Yeah, I believe her, Bra's not the type to kid about stuff like this. Then she begged and pleaded and even offered to go shopping with me for a party outfit.
Hey what can I say? I was in a losing battle so I told Bra that I'm coming to her party. But I'm not staying very long. Bra started being all psyched again and said that she will pick me up at my apartment at 4. The party isn't going to be at her house this time; it's going to be in a major five star hotel. Isn't that wild? Bra really knows how to have a good time. I feel a little guilty about daddy but I'll make the missing time up to him on Sunday.
After a long discussion about her upcoming party, Bra and I started talking about other stuff. You know, stuff like life, news, love and all those things? Turns out that our little Bra has a crush (with a capital C) on her big bro's best friend! She really wants him to like her but she's worried about their age difference and their family background and all of that. I told her to chill. Pan and Trunks has a huge age gap between them too but they are happily in love.
That seemed to make Bra feel a little better. Then she drilled me on how to ask an older guy out. I really can't offer any good advice on that one. I don't go out with guys a lot. Trunks is probably my first official b/f and he asked me out first.
Anyway, what should I wear to the party? It's going to be kind of a formal thing right? Hmm, there was a really cute outfit I saw in a catalogue…
UBUU'S DIARY/JOURNAL:
Bra the Saiyan princess actually came up with a not-so-bad plan. What can I say? Bra is a genius when it comes to scheming. According to the plan, I'm supposed to pick Marron up at 4 and take her to the party. Great. What's even better is that I get to spend some time with her in the elevator.
Bra suggests that I do some background info check on Marron so that I can have something to talk with her about inside the elevator. Here are some basic facts she told me: a) Marron likes the colour pink, b) she likes to go shopping, and c) she likes scuba diving. C is actually quite a shock for me, I mean, Marron doesn't really seem like the type of girl to wear a diving suit and jump into the water. Looking can be really deceiving, huh? But that's okay; I like a girl who can surprise me.
About what I should wear…hmm…Bra insisted that I come in something presentable (as she puts it), which pretty much translates, to no ratty t-shirt or dirty pants. I really don't have a clue as to what I'm wearing. Maybe I could ask Trunks for some advice; the guy practically lives in that neatly ironed suit.
BRA'S DIARY/JOURNAL:
Oh Dende! You will never believe whom I bumped into today.
CHELSEA RICH! She's the daughter of Mr. Rich, who is the second richest man in the world (the first is my brother of course). I cannot stand that bitch! She's a pure SNOB! Look her name up in the dictionary and you will find the following description: ugly, selfish, greedy, self-centred, bitchy, snobby, and completely shameless. Every time she sees my brother, she flirts with him like mad. She's the same age as me but oh, she thinks herself as way more mature and sophisticated than me.
Let's take today for example: I bumped into her in the mall and you know what's the first thing she said to me? She said 'fuck off little girl.' When she realized who I am, she changed into this sickly sweet tone.
"Oh Bra I'm SO sorry," she gushed but the apology sounded totally fake. "I wasn't watching where I was going." When she saw the shopping bags I was holding, she started rambling on and on about how you should not spend so much money on clothes and start saving them for even uses.
Yeah WHATEVER. Chelsea was wearing a three hundred dollar blouse and a pair of jeans that would cost at least 600 bucks. Then of course, there are still her designer sunglasses, diamond earrings, gold watch, leather bag, and new shoes. She's decked out in at least 200 dollars of attire and she's lecturing ME? Hell-o?
I wasn't going to stand there and listen to her dumb lecture so I said I'm meeting a friend over at the food court. The stupid bitch followed me to the damn food court! Along the way, she kept on criticizing me on my makeup.
"Oh Bra, you REALLY shouldn't put on all that eye shadow. You look like a racoon now and what's that shade of lip-gloss you have on? It's SO not your colour."
It was SO hard not to strangle her.
Then she said something unbelievable. She said, "Bra, heard you're having a little party on Saturday. How come I'm not invited?" I was BEYOND surprised. I asked her who told her that and guess what she said? She said that she was at that restaurant I was in the other day with Ubuu, Trunks, and Pan. She was sitting right behind me! I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT I DIDN'T SEE HER! SHE OVERHEARD EVERYTHING!
Naturally, I told her that bitches aren't welcome at my party. She smiled. "That's fine with me, Bra." And then she walked away. Something is up with her! Chelsea can't fool me. I can practically see the little wheels turning in her pea-sized brain. That bitch is up to something, but what?
Now forget about Chelsea for a minute and let's talk about Goten. I called his house, like, five gazillion times (okay, maybe just 5 times) and all I got was his stupid voice mail. I left him a message, telling him to call me back but so far, he hasn't called. I REALLY want him to be my date for my big bash but how's that possible when he's not even talking to me?
CHELSEA RICH'S DIARY/JOURNAL:
Guess whom I ran into today? Bra Briefs! That whiny little brat has absolutely NO respect for her elders (I'm older than her by 4 months). "Bitches are no welcome at my party!" she said in that nerdy voice of hers. Whatever. I'm going to teach Bra a lesson that she will NEVER, I repeat NEVER forget at her pathetic party and I got a perfect plan to do it too.
NOBODY makes fun of Chelsea Rich…and gets away with it.
GOTEN'S DIARY/JOURNAL:
Bra called me five times while I was over at Gohan's house helping Pan with her math homework (actually, we gave up on trying to solve those stupid equations and ended up playing on her Nintendo). She said that she wanted to talk to me about something. What do you think it could be?
Did somebody tell her that I like her and now she's…no way! That can't be because I didn't tell a soul that I like Bra. Should I call her back? Probably, but… ah what the heck…I'm calling her!
GOTEN'S VOICE MAIL:
-Hey! Goten here. Listen, I'm not in right now. Leave me a message after that long beep and I'll give you a call when I get home okay? Thanks! Oh and if this is Trunks, I swear I wasn't the one who put pink hair dye in your shampoo. Really! I'm innocent!
-Hi Goten. Guess you're not home. Bummer, can you give me a call when you get this message? Thanks.
-Goten! Sorry, I forgot to tell you who I am! I'm such an idiot sometimes huh? This is Bra and my phone number is…um, you know, the same as my brother's. Bye!
-Me again. Guess you're not home still. Sorry.
-Hi. Um, bye!
-You are still not home? Well, remember to call me ASAP when you get home. Later.
PAN'S DIARY/JOURNAL:
Marron isn't mad anymore! That's so great! I know, I know, I been saying this for the entire day now but I don't care. MARRON ISN'T MAD ANYMORE! My guilty conscious was killing me but now I feel much better.
I AM THE LUCKEST GIRL IN THE WORLD. I got Trunks, I got my best friend back, and Marron's not mad at me anymore. I really owe that girl though, that's why I'm going to dedicate all my spare time helping Bra with her upcoming party. If all things go as well as planned, then Marron and Ubuu would become an item when they come out of that elevator!
TRUNKS' DIARY/JOURNAL:
SOMEBODY PUT PINK HAIR DYE IN MY SHAMPOO! I'M GOING TO KILL THAT PERSON!
Another then that shampoo incident, my day went really well. I'M THE LUCKIEST GUY IN THE WORLD. I've got a great girlfriend, my little sister was acting civilized today, Marron forgave me and… my hair is pink. Never mind, I guess I'm not so lucky. I hope this stupid dye washes off…
BRA'S CHECK LIST:
- Call hotel and rent party room. √
- Call that catering service and have them cook up something good for the party. √
- Buy new dress. √
- Send out invitations. √
- Buy decorations (balloons, streamers, etc). √
- Make sure that Marron is coming to the party. √
- Figure out the whole elevator/power system thing. √
- Ask Goten to be my date.
- Ask big bro to pick up some good dance CDs. √
- Ask
Chi-Chi to make some of her famous chocolate angel cake. √
Author's note: Hey! Did you like it? Here's a little hint, Chelsea's gonna do something REALLY bad. Yeah, I mean REALLY bad. Stay tuned for the next chapter! It's coming soon! Meanwhile, review. PLEASE? Thanks! ^_^