A/N:All the teachers names are actually in my school and they DO act like this. But the teacher's names where changed for there
protection. Well what do you think i need some info so please R/R!!!
Vegeta Goes To School
Mr. Ash's Class__________________________________________________________________________________
"Ok we have a new student Mr. Vegetable head." Mr. Rash said to the class room. "It's Vegeta," Vegeta
interuped. "Ok I'll introduce you to everyone. Meet Mr. Pencil Sharpener (yes a pencil sharpener, not a person, I did have
a teacher that DID talk to things. It was scary), Mr. Desk, Mrs. Chalkboard. She just go married," Mr. Ash whispered.
"Oh and your class. Now have a seat," Mr.Ash finished. "Is this guy a mental case?" Vegeta asked the kid next to him as he
sat down. "Everyone figures that but I swear he escaped a mental hospital," the kid said. "By the way, I'm Jazz," she finished.
"Vegeta," Vegeta introduced himself. Finally the bell rang causing freedon from Mr. Ash's class but sent him to another prison,
Mrs. Bushsinger's class.
Mrs. Bushsinger's class_____________________________________________________________________________
"Welcome Vegetoe. I'm Mrs. Bushsinger," Mrs. Bushsinger started. "My name is Vegeta Mrs. Buttswinger (this
teacher has a big butt. I'm not a lesbian, it's just that you can't miss it.)" Vegeta yelled as the whole class burst into laughter.
"Why I never! Mr. Vegetoe I will have no more outbursts from you. The princeible will be notified and you have silent
lunch for the week," Mrs. Bushsinger yelled. "Not if this school isn't standing," Vegeta muttered under his breath. "Now
have a seat next to Sam," Mrs. Bushsinger finished. "You're brave to call her that to her face," Sam said. "Huh?" Vegeta
didn't know what Sam ment. "We have a lot of other nicknames for her and all the 7th grade teachers," Sam explained.
"But none of us have the guts to say it to their faces," Sam finished. "Hey what does 'A day' and 'B day' mean?" Vegeta asked
remembering it was on his schedule. "Oh that. It lables the days you go to electives. 'A day' is PE for me and 'B day' is art
and spanish," Said said as the bell rang. "Bye," Vegeta said walking out the door.
Mrs. Meller's Class_______________________________________________________________________________
"Woman when is lunch I'm starved?" Vegeta asked Mrs. Mellers as he walked in her class. "Excuse you! I'm Mrs.
Mellers not woman, and lunch is at noon," Mrs. Mellers yelled. "Now sit down and for you comment your parents will be
called in for a meeting with the principal," she finished. "Good luck," Vegeta laughed. "My dad is King of the Saiyans and
for as I know mom's dead. Actually there both dead. Not to mention they didn't give a damn about education," Vegeta finished.
"Then who is responsible for you?" Mrs. Mellers asked. "Me," Vegeta answered. Vegeta wasa bout to say he lived by himself
but he than thought this will take forever and he was very hungery. So he answered. "Bulma Briefs," and finished the
conversation then sat down.
A/N:I wanna thank my friend Seraphsaiyan for typing theses chapters up and puting this storie up on her site.
So let's give Seraph a big round of aplause*clap, clap, clap* You people should check it out it's at geocitie under
Seraphsaiyan.P.S I have horrible spelling and no spell check so please bare with me.
protection. Well what do you think i need some info so please R/R!!!
Vegeta Goes To School
Mr. Ash's Class__________________________________________________________________________________
"Ok we have a new student Mr. Vegetable head." Mr. Rash said to the class room. "It's Vegeta," Vegeta
interuped. "Ok I'll introduce you to everyone. Meet Mr. Pencil Sharpener (yes a pencil sharpener, not a person, I did have
a teacher that DID talk to things. It was scary), Mr. Desk, Mrs. Chalkboard. She just go married," Mr. Ash whispered.
"Oh and your class. Now have a seat," Mr.Ash finished. "Is this guy a mental case?" Vegeta asked the kid next to him as he
sat down. "Everyone figures that but I swear he escaped a mental hospital," the kid said. "By the way, I'm Jazz," she finished.
"Vegeta," Vegeta introduced himself. Finally the bell rang causing freedon from Mr. Ash's class but sent him to another prison,
Mrs. Bushsinger's class.
Mrs. Bushsinger's class_____________________________________________________________________________
"Welcome Vegetoe. I'm Mrs. Bushsinger," Mrs. Bushsinger started. "My name is Vegeta Mrs. Buttswinger (this
teacher has a big butt. I'm not a lesbian, it's just that you can't miss it.)" Vegeta yelled as the whole class burst into laughter.
"Why I never! Mr. Vegetoe I will have no more outbursts from you. The princeible will be notified and you have silent
lunch for the week," Mrs. Bushsinger yelled. "Not if this school isn't standing," Vegeta muttered under his breath. "Now
have a seat next to Sam," Mrs. Bushsinger finished. "You're brave to call her that to her face," Sam said. "Huh?" Vegeta
didn't know what Sam ment. "We have a lot of other nicknames for her and all the 7th grade teachers," Sam explained.
"But none of us have the guts to say it to their faces," Sam finished. "Hey what does 'A day' and 'B day' mean?" Vegeta asked
remembering it was on his schedule. "Oh that. It lables the days you go to electives. 'A day' is PE for me and 'B day' is art
and spanish," Said said as the bell rang. "Bye," Vegeta said walking out the door.
Mrs. Meller's Class_______________________________________________________________________________
"Woman when is lunch I'm starved?" Vegeta asked Mrs. Mellers as he walked in her class. "Excuse you! I'm Mrs.
Mellers not woman, and lunch is at noon," Mrs. Mellers yelled. "Now sit down and for you comment your parents will be
called in for a meeting with the principal," she finished. "Good luck," Vegeta laughed. "My dad is King of the Saiyans and
for as I know mom's dead. Actually there both dead. Not to mention they didn't give a damn about education," Vegeta finished.
"Then who is responsible for you?" Mrs. Mellers asked. "Me," Vegeta answered. Vegeta wasa bout to say he lived by himself
but he than thought this will take forever and he was very hungery. So he answered. "Bulma Briefs," and finished the
conversation then sat down.
A/N:I wanna thank my friend Seraphsaiyan for typing theses chapters up and puting this storie up on her site.
So let's give Seraph a big round of aplause*clap, clap, clap* You people should check it out it's at geocitie under
Seraphsaiyan.P.S I have horrible spelling and no spell check so please bare with me.