ch6
ok man, you actually thought i was going to make it be a boring thing like Marron wants Trunks for herself? never! What kind of writer do you take me for? jeez. lets see whats really going on in Marrons head. **peers into glass ball and cackles **
Peering ...
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" hey Trunks" ~ you little bastard! trying to use Pan! I can't believe she's letting herself get sucked into your sick trap. uhg! men! Why can't Pan just be happy on her own, shes got plenty of friends, why does she need a boyfriend? If he ever did anything like that to me, I would never take his shit. ~ Marron didn't realize she was giving Trunks the nastyest look ever. All this thinking about guys had pissed her off. he slowly let go of her hand and backed away as she glared at him. Pan noticed the tense atmosphere and tried to get back the good vibes they had had before.
" So yo Marron, do I have your approval?" Pan said putting her arm around her friends neck with a smile. She didn't get the smile she had hoped for in return. Marron just stood there continuing her glare. " C'mon! he dosn't even have any peircings, that I know of ...." Pan tried again desperately. ~ shit man, Marron really hates him. But shes a reasonable person. She probably has a good reason ... But Trunks is great. I can see why she wouldn't like some other boys, but Trunks?!~ This time Marron droped her gaze, and collected herself, shoving Pans arm off her.
" Sorry Pan." was all Marron said before she started walking away. ( damn, I should have ended the last chapter there! that would have been great! ) Pan considered going after her, but her instincts told her no. Plus, she really wanted to talk to Trunks some more.
"fuck, she dosn't like me." Trunks said coming over to Pan and putting his arm around her.
" Sorry, I don't know what her problem is ... she's never had a boyfriend before, so she probably just dosn't understand." Pan said sadly. It was gunna be rough without Marron having her back on this one.
" Pobably. So, do you uh need a ride home .." Trunks asked awkwardly. He usually gave Pan rides home ( they never flew, too much attention) and now that they were going out, the gesture took on new meaning.
" Of course" Pan said with a smile. Their lunch make out session just hadn't satisfied her, and Trunks' car seemed to be a good place for some more of that.
So the two of them, Trunks' arm over Pans shoulders, crossed the parking lot to trunks' car, once again. Being the gentleman he was, Trunks went to the passengers side first and opened the door for Pan, however, she had other intentions. After he opened the door, she ducked behind him and pushed him in! Then crawling on top of the poor guy, she kissed him.
Suprised to say the least, Trunks was still happy with this situation, so he kissed her right back. Asking Pan out had been dangerous, but it was turning out to be the best chance he ever took. Pan didn't know what had come over her, but was she glad it had. His warm lips on hers, his firm grip on her back, just the thought that this was Trunks! The awsomest guy ever, kissing her!, It all drove Pan crazy with an insatiable need for him.
The spit-swapping went on and on, neither of them wanted to stop it, however Trunks finnally pulled apart, panting.
" Pan, you know I want to do this forever, but we reallt should get home. "
Pan gave him puppy eyes, and Trunks was about to say something when she smiled. "ok" she said then jumped into the drivers seat and grabbed the keys sticking out of Trunks' pocket.
"Oh I don't think so." Trunks immediatly responded, giving Pan a 'not in my lifetime' look.
"Thats too bad, cause i really don't care." Pan said sticking the keys in the ignition and turning on the car, blasting rap music came blaring out of the speakers.
"Pan!!!" Trunks yelled. He freaked out and jumped over to the drivers side on top of pan and held her hands, one of which had been going for the shift, above her head. " You little..." Trunks began in an accusing tone, then Pan did the eye thing again and tried to shift herself, indicating that he had immobilized her, and wiggling her breasts at him. Without finnishing his sentance, Trunks let his hands let off their grip and travel to her waist, and kissed her lightly. " ... bitch" he finnally finnished with a whisper.
"I'm not your bitch" Pan said getting defensive. Of course Trunks had only been kidding around, but Marrons words were still with Pan.
" I know, I was joking" Trunks said appolgetically.
"Yah, I know you were" Pan said with a smile, remembereing that this was Trunks, If anything, he was her bitch." You know what would make me feel better? If you let me drive." Pan told him.
" Nope." Trunks said and he opened the drivers door, jumped out then pulled Pan out after him. " You get to watch me drive for another two years." Then he got in and shut his door. Pan walked to the other side and got in.
" Fine, two years from this date, I drive." Pan said
" Alright then." Trunks said, putting the car in gear and starting to Pan house. __________________________________________________________________
ok man, you actually thought i was going to make it be a boring thing like Marron wants Trunks for herself? never! What kind of writer do you take me for? jeez. lets see whats really going on in Marrons head. **peers into glass ball and cackles **
Peering ...
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" hey Trunks" ~ you little bastard! trying to use Pan! I can't believe she's letting herself get sucked into your sick trap. uhg! men! Why can't Pan just be happy on her own, shes got plenty of friends, why does she need a boyfriend? If he ever did anything like that to me, I would never take his shit. ~ Marron didn't realize she was giving Trunks the nastyest look ever. All this thinking about guys had pissed her off. he slowly let go of her hand and backed away as she glared at him. Pan noticed the tense atmosphere and tried to get back the good vibes they had had before.
" So yo Marron, do I have your approval?" Pan said putting her arm around her friends neck with a smile. She didn't get the smile she had hoped for in return. Marron just stood there continuing her glare. " C'mon! he dosn't even have any peircings, that I know of ...." Pan tried again desperately. ~ shit man, Marron really hates him. But shes a reasonable person. She probably has a good reason ... But Trunks is great. I can see why she wouldn't like some other boys, but Trunks?!~ This time Marron droped her gaze, and collected herself, shoving Pans arm off her.
" Sorry Pan." was all Marron said before she started walking away. ( damn, I should have ended the last chapter there! that would have been great! ) Pan considered going after her, but her instincts told her no. Plus, she really wanted to talk to Trunks some more.
"fuck, she dosn't like me." Trunks said coming over to Pan and putting his arm around her.
" Sorry, I don't know what her problem is ... she's never had a boyfriend before, so she probably just dosn't understand." Pan said sadly. It was gunna be rough without Marron having her back on this one.
" Pobably. So, do you uh need a ride home .." Trunks asked awkwardly. He usually gave Pan rides home ( they never flew, too much attention) and now that they were going out, the gesture took on new meaning.
" Of course" Pan said with a smile. Their lunch make out session just hadn't satisfied her, and Trunks' car seemed to be a good place for some more of that.
So the two of them, Trunks' arm over Pans shoulders, crossed the parking lot to trunks' car, once again. Being the gentleman he was, Trunks went to the passengers side first and opened the door for Pan, however, she had other intentions. After he opened the door, she ducked behind him and pushed him in! Then crawling on top of the poor guy, she kissed him.
Suprised to say the least, Trunks was still happy with this situation, so he kissed her right back. Asking Pan out had been dangerous, but it was turning out to be the best chance he ever took. Pan didn't know what had come over her, but was she glad it had. His warm lips on hers, his firm grip on her back, just the thought that this was Trunks! The awsomest guy ever, kissing her!, It all drove Pan crazy with an insatiable need for him.
The spit-swapping went on and on, neither of them wanted to stop it, however Trunks finnally pulled apart, panting.
" Pan, you know I want to do this forever, but we reallt should get home. "
Pan gave him puppy eyes, and Trunks was about to say something when she smiled. "ok" she said then jumped into the drivers seat and grabbed the keys sticking out of Trunks' pocket.
"Oh I don't think so." Trunks immediatly responded, giving Pan a 'not in my lifetime' look.
"Thats too bad, cause i really don't care." Pan said sticking the keys in the ignition and turning on the car, blasting rap music came blaring out of the speakers.
"Pan!!!" Trunks yelled. He freaked out and jumped over to the drivers side on top of pan and held her hands, one of which had been going for the shift, above her head. " You little..." Trunks began in an accusing tone, then Pan did the eye thing again and tried to shift herself, indicating that he had immobilized her, and wiggling her breasts at him. Without finnishing his sentance, Trunks let his hands let off their grip and travel to her waist, and kissed her lightly. " ... bitch" he finnally finnished with a whisper.
"I'm not your bitch" Pan said getting defensive. Of course Trunks had only been kidding around, but Marrons words were still with Pan.
" I know, I was joking" Trunks said appolgetically.
"Yah, I know you were" Pan said with a smile, remembereing that this was Trunks, If anything, he was her bitch." You know what would make me feel better? If you let me drive." Pan told him.
" Nope." Trunks said and he opened the drivers door, jumped out then pulled Pan out after him. " You get to watch me drive for another two years." Then he got in and shut his door. Pan walked to the other side and got in.
" Fine, two years from this date, I drive." Pan said
" Alright then." Trunks said, putting the car in gear and starting to Pan house. __________________________________________________________________