High School!
Disclaimer: Don't get me wrong I do not DO NOT own DBZ. For you people out there who are stupid this is a Fan fiction (note the name of the website). Again I don't own DBZ only my made up characters. I give credit to the person who came up with Vegeta's last name and the bulge in his right pocket.
Author's Note: Yes people I know there are plenty out there, but here's another High school story. Vegeta is 18; Goku is 17 and everyone else is 17 also.
High School
He wore ragged Khakis covered with spots of dirt all over them like he never had another pair and in some places torn. His right pocket was a huge bulge and so he stuck his schedule in his left. He had a black tank top on with the words "Rabid Dog" on it and was also torn in places. As he walked through the halls a couple of punks glared at him, girls tried to flirt with him, and the weaker ones got out of his way as quickly as possible. Vegeta didn't like the extra attention, so he glared at some and punched one of the punks into the ground, "That ought to show him," Vegeta thought as he walked by as if nothing happened.
Walking to his first class he opens the door and walks over to the teacher giving him the slip telling he was the new student, Vegeta Oiji. "Class this is Vegeta Oiji. He's just moved from Tokyo and will be attending our school. Vegeta, why don't you tell us about yourself?" asked Mr. Slovaky.
" I'm 18, I just moved here and I can already tell that this city isn't any good."
"Well. Thank you Mr. Oiji. You can take you seat beside Goku."
"Hey, how ya' doin'? Do you like the school? You won't like the lunch food, take my word on that. The fast food across the street is really good though, you like burgers? If you don't have money it's on me today." At the end of his one breath he flashed a famous Son grin and then turned around and started panting to regain his breath.
"Oh yea, by the way my name is Goku Son, if you want we can pizza instead or how about---"
"Shut up, I don't like this town, I don't like this school, I don't like the class, students, teachers, and I even don't like you Mr. Cheesy Grin." Vegeta interrupted.
Goku pouts and returns his attention to the teacher.
"Vegeta, can you tell us the answer to number 541?" Mr. Slovaky asked.
"What?"
"Vegeta, if you don't want a couple after school detentions I suggest you pay more attention, since it is your first day I'll let you off this time, I'm going to ask you this later so be prepared." Mr. Slovaky says as Vegeta scrambles through his math book.
"Vegeta, are you ready now?" The teacher asks.
"Yes Mr. Slovaky, the answer is Ax6-B=73X+2." Vegeta replies.
"Very good, now would you please answer 682 Austin?"
Vegeta resumes his nap until Goku wakes him up saying, "Come on Vegeta, it's time for gym."
Well that's Chapter one please R&R I need to find out what you think! Sorry for the cliff hanger but I'm out of ideas and I have homework^_^
Disclaimer: Don't get me wrong I do not DO NOT own DBZ. For you people out there who are stupid this is a Fan fiction (note the name of the website). Again I don't own DBZ only my made up characters. I give credit to the person who came up with Vegeta's last name and the bulge in his right pocket.
Author's Note: Yes people I know there are plenty out there, but here's another High school story. Vegeta is 18; Goku is 17 and everyone else is 17 also.
High School
He wore ragged Khakis covered with spots of dirt all over them like he never had another pair and in some places torn. His right pocket was a huge bulge and so he stuck his schedule in his left. He had a black tank top on with the words "Rabid Dog" on it and was also torn in places. As he walked through the halls a couple of punks glared at him, girls tried to flirt with him, and the weaker ones got out of his way as quickly as possible. Vegeta didn't like the extra attention, so he glared at some and punched one of the punks into the ground, "That ought to show him," Vegeta thought as he walked by as if nothing happened.
Walking to his first class he opens the door and walks over to the teacher giving him the slip telling he was the new student, Vegeta Oiji. "Class this is Vegeta Oiji. He's just moved from Tokyo and will be attending our school. Vegeta, why don't you tell us about yourself?" asked Mr. Slovaky.
" I'm 18, I just moved here and I can already tell that this city isn't any good."
"Well. Thank you Mr. Oiji. You can take you seat beside Goku."
"Hey, how ya' doin'? Do you like the school? You won't like the lunch food, take my word on that. The fast food across the street is really good though, you like burgers? If you don't have money it's on me today." At the end of his one breath he flashed a famous Son grin and then turned around and started panting to regain his breath.
"Oh yea, by the way my name is Goku Son, if you want we can pizza instead or how about---"
"Shut up, I don't like this town, I don't like this school, I don't like the class, students, teachers, and I even don't like you Mr. Cheesy Grin." Vegeta interrupted.
Goku pouts and returns his attention to the teacher.
"Vegeta, can you tell us the answer to number 541?" Mr. Slovaky asked.
"What?"
"Vegeta, if you don't want a couple after school detentions I suggest you pay more attention, since it is your first day I'll let you off this time, I'm going to ask you this later so be prepared." Mr. Slovaky says as Vegeta scrambles through his math book.
"Vegeta, are you ready now?" The teacher asks.
"Yes Mr. Slovaky, the answer is Ax6-B=73X+2." Vegeta replies.
"Very good, now would you please answer 682 Austin?"
Vegeta resumes his nap until Goku wakes him up saying, "Come on Vegeta, it's time for gym."
Well that's Chapter one please R&R I need to find out what you think! Sorry for the cliff hanger but I'm out of ideas and I have homework^_^