(A/N) Hiya everyone It's me Leena!! I hoped you all have figured out by now who prom King is....if not just read and find out. Plus I am starting a new story in this writing book my father got for me so don't expect an update for a while...Plus I will be down the beach for two who months (whoohooo).
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"This years Prom King is....Derrick Whyler!!!" The principal announced. Applauses shot up and Derrick walked up to the stage. Goten's mouth dropped open. This was not a good situation for Bra to be in. Especially with that look on his face.
Trunks looked as if he was about to explode and Bra was crying. Derrick walked up to her and smirked. The crown was placed on his head and the song for the court dance was begining. Bra reluctantly slipped her arms around his neck, being sure to keep at least an arms length apart from him. Derrick had other plans and wrapped his arms around her waist, securly, pulling her small frame against his. Bra shuddered at his touch, wondering why dende would do this to her.
"Why are you crying, it can't be that bad, baby," Derrick said, moving his lips closer to hers. Bra turned her face to look for Goten, but Derrick had jerked her face back to his. She looked into his eyes, seeing the lust and desire burning. She tried desperatly to pull away, but he would not let her go. "Please, Derrick let me go.." she pleaded with him. Her cries only made him smirk. He forcefully pressed her lips to his, massaging her butt through the fine material of her dress. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Everyone except for Pan, Goten , and Trunks thought they were tears of joy.
By now, Derrick had shoved Bra into a tiny, yet noticable corner. Pan had had enough. She walked over to her friend and pulled them apart. "Derrick, leave her alone!" Pan shouted, grabbing Bra's hand and walking away. Bra silently thanked her friend as she ran to Goten. Pan nodded and turned her attention back to Derrick, who was still smirking. "So, you want some attention as well. Okay that works for me" Derrick said, moving in a circle around her. Pan froze, and immediatly understood how Bra felt. Trunks was about to make his move, when Pan told him not to. She wanted to see how far this guy would go.
Before she knew what was happening, Pan was shoved against the wall, wrists held together. She glared at Derrick, who smirked and pressed his hand on her chest, and began sliding it downward. Pan struggled, but to know avail. *Can't have Bra...Might as well have the next best thing* Derrick thought before pressing his lips to Pan's. That was the last straw. Trunks sped over to his group and noticed Derricks hand in the slit of Pan's dress. She whispered something to him. Derrick took his free hand, and slapped Pan dead across the face. She slid to the ground, a little blood trailing behind the wall. Seemingly, her head hit the wall pretty hard.
Trunks ran over to Pan. He glared at Derrick who was still smirking, hand in his pocket. Trunks lifted Derrick by his collar and raised his fist to hit him. A sound was heard, loud enough to signal the attention of everyone in the room. Trunks slid to the floor, next to Pan, his left side of his stomach pierced with a bullet.
Bra was dead inside. Her brother had been shot. She began having flashbacks
^ Flashback ^
"Trunks! please help me with my homework!!!" Bra whined. Trunks walked over and began explaining everything to her, " You take the square root of 5, divide it by the sum of 5 and .43 squared. . . . . . . . . . okay?" he asked his 9 year old sister. "Yea thanks Bro!" she said giving him a hug. "Anytime Bra."
- 5 years later -
"He dumped me!!" Bra cried into her brothers chest. Trunks rocked her back and forth, stroking her hair, trying to calm her down. "Bra you don't want a guy like Jacob. You were to good for him, he didn't know how to treat you!!" Trunks said as his sister looked up at him and smiled. "Really?" she asked him. He smiled at his sisters somehow cheerier disposition. "Am I ever wrong?" He asked her. She smiled and gave him a great big hug.
^End Flashback^
Flames began to surround Bra. She looked at her brother, blood now trailing onto Pan's dress. Huh? Wait something didn't seen right with Bra. She walked over to Pan and lifted the slit in her dress, only to find a huge gash across her stomach. Derrick had stabbed her!! "Pan..." Bra said shakily. Her hand trembled as her eyes found Derrick, who was still smiling. Her whole body began to shake with rage, and her mind wondered.
I'll always be there for you, Bra
C'mon Bra, we better go find the guys
I 'm sorry I wasn't there to help you, Bra
Leave her alone, Derrick!!
Bang!!!!
Bra's eyes flashed a deadly emerald, and her hair kept switching from gold to blue. She screamed. She screamed for Pan, for the pain, and mostly for her brother, Trunks. *Anytime Bra, anytime* Was the last thing she actually remembered before her change. Her hair fell in locks of gold down her back and around her face. Her switched to a deadly red befor finaly setting in an emerald green. A golden arura surrounded her body. She, Bra Briefs, was a super saiya-jin.
Derrick looked at the girl in shock. " What the he-" he started before he felt an iron grip on his neck. Bra squeezed as he gasped for air as best as he could. She turned him so he was facing her. She whispered in his ear.
"You're Mine!!!!"
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Will Pan and Trunks live??? Is Bra gonna kill Derrick?? I sure as hell hope so! please review and let me know how I am doing. and remember I will do what I can to update ASAP!!! .
LOL
L-C
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"This years Prom King is....Derrick Whyler!!!" The principal announced. Applauses shot up and Derrick walked up to the stage. Goten's mouth dropped open. This was not a good situation for Bra to be in. Especially with that look on his face.
Trunks looked as if he was about to explode and Bra was crying. Derrick walked up to her and smirked. The crown was placed on his head and the song for the court dance was begining. Bra reluctantly slipped her arms around his neck, being sure to keep at least an arms length apart from him. Derrick had other plans and wrapped his arms around her waist, securly, pulling her small frame against his. Bra shuddered at his touch, wondering why dende would do this to her.
"Why are you crying, it can't be that bad, baby," Derrick said, moving his lips closer to hers. Bra turned her face to look for Goten, but Derrick had jerked her face back to his. She looked into his eyes, seeing the lust and desire burning. She tried desperatly to pull away, but he would not let her go. "Please, Derrick let me go.." she pleaded with him. Her cries only made him smirk. He forcefully pressed her lips to his, massaging her butt through the fine material of her dress. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Everyone except for Pan, Goten , and Trunks thought they were tears of joy.
By now, Derrick had shoved Bra into a tiny, yet noticable corner. Pan had had enough. She walked over to her friend and pulled them apart. "Derrick, leave her alone!" Pan shouted, grabbing Bra's hand and walking away. Bra silently thanked her friend as she ran to Goten. Pan nodded and turned her attention back to Derrick, who was still smirking. "So, you want some attention as well. Okay that works for me" Derrick said, moving in a circle around her. Pan froze, and immediatly understood how Bra felt. Trunks was about to make his move, when Pan told him not to. She wanted to see how far this guy would go.
Before she knew what was happening, Pan was shoved against the wall, wrists held together. She glared at Derrick, who smirked and pressed his hand on her chest, and began sliding it downward. Pan struggled, but to know avail. *Can't have Bra...Might as well have the next best thing* Derrick thought before pressing his lips to Pan's. That was the last straw. Trunks sped over to his group and noticed Derricks hand in the slit of Pan's dress. She whispered something to him. Derrick took his free hand, and slapped Pan dead across the face. She slid to the ground, a little blood trailing behind the wall. Seemingly, her head hit the wall pretty hard.
Trunks ran over to Pan. He glared at Derrick who was still smirking, hand in his pocket. Trunks lifted Derrick by his collar and raised his fist to hit him. A sound was heard, loud enough to signal the attention of everyone in the room. Trunks slid to the floor, next to Pan, his left side of his stomach pierced with a bullet.
Bra was dead inside. Her brother had been shot. She began having flashbacks
^ Flashback ^
"Trunks! please help me with my homework!!!" Bra whined. Trunks walked over and began explaining everything to her, " You take the square root of 5, divide it by the sum of 5 and .43 squared. . . . . . . . . . okay?" he asked his 9 year old sister. "Yea thanks Bro!" she said giving him a hug. "Anytime Bra."
- 5 years later -
"He dumped me!!" Bra cried into her brothers chest. Trunks rocked her back and forth, stroking her hair, trying to calm her down. "Bra you don't want a guy like Jacob. You were to good for him, he didn't know how to treat you!!" Trunks said as his sister looked up at him and smiled. "Really?" she asked him. He smiled at his sisters somehow cheerier disposition. "Am I ever wrong?" He asked her. She smiled and gave him a great big hug.
^End Flashback^
Flames began to surround Bra. She looked at her brother, blood now trailing onto Pan's dress. Huh? Wait something didn't seen right with Bra. She walked over to Pan and lifted the slit in her dress, only to find a huge gash across her stomach. Derrick had stabbed her!! "Pan..." Bra said shakily. Her hand trembled as her eyes found Derrick, who was still smiling. Her whole body began to shake with rage, and her mind wondered.
I'll always be there for you, Bra
C'mon Bra, we better go find the guys
I 'm sorry I wasn't there to help you, Bra
Leave her alone, Derrick!!
Bang!!!!
Bra's eyes flashed a deadly emerald, and her hair kept switching from gold to blue. She screamed. She screamed for Pan, for the pain, and mostly for her brother, Trunks. *Anytime Bra, anytime* Was the last thing she actually remembered before her change. Her hair fell in locks of gold down her back and around her face. Her switched to a deadly red befor finaly setting in an emerald green. A golden arura surrounded her body. She, Bra Briefs, was a super saiya-jin.
Derrick looked at the girl in shock. " What the he-" he started before he felt an iron grip on his neck. Bra squeezed as he gasped for air as best as he could. She turned him so he was facing her. She whispered in his ear.
"You're Mine!!!!"
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Will Pan and Trunks live??? Is Bra gonna kill Derrick?? I sure as hell hope so! please review and let me know how I am doing. and remember I will do what I can to update ASAP!!! .
LOL
L-C
