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Chapter 2

" And can you believe it, he actually helped me!" said Marron excitedly, as she was telling her best friend Bra yesterday's events. " Whoa, I'm impressed, but why would Pan's friends be harassing you?" " We'll she says that I've been flirting with David, I guess she likes him or something" " Come on, you do flirt with him" " yeah, I do hu, well sometimes" " You should get a boyfriend like me, I'm very happy with my Uub" said Bra happily, Marron just rolled her eyes at her love sick friend. " You know what ? I think I'm in love" Marron told Bra, with a dreamy expression on her face, Bra just smiled. " Speaking of which, look, here comes you super teacher" and Marron looked up just in time to see the object of her affection come into the room, as he came in he looked at her and she smiled, just as he smiled back.

" Good morning class, please copy down the problems on the board while I take role" just then Pan and Uub came running into the class, but stopped dead in their tracks when they saw the teacher.

" Sorry were late we were just.." said Uub as he tried to make an excuse. " I don't want to hear it, just go to your seats" said Michael, not even looking up at them. So that's what they did.

" Pan, come and solve this problem on the board" Michael, said and Pan just gave him a dirty look but got up to solve the problem. " Mr. Mackinsey, she's wrong" Marron told the teacher before Pan could even finish the problem " and what the hell do you know, mind your own business" Pan said angrily as she turned to face Marron who was now standing up. " Marron sit down, Pan thanks you can go to your seat . now lets see we carry the 2 and the x.. yes I see where the mistake was .. you were right Marron" Marron was happy, she just loved it when the teacher paid attention to her. Pan on the other hand was seeing red. Just who the hell does that bitch think she is, embarrassing me in front of everybody, slut, but I'm going to teach her that no one messes with me. Then the bell rang and every one got up to leave . " Pan could you stay after class" said Michael, " I know that your friends were the one the ones that were molesting Marron yesterday" " I don't know what your talking about, now can I leave, I'm gonna be late for class" " You know perfectly well what I'm talking about, so just leave her alone" " I already told you that I don't know what your talking about" Pan said as she just walked out of the classroom. Just two days here and I already hate that ass hole.

It was lunch time and, Marron went to the restroom, just as she went in Pan went in right after her. She turned Marron to face her then punched her in the face, Marron fell to the ground, " I told you not to mess with me" Pan spat angrily at Marron who was holding her nose to stop it from bleeding. " What the hell is your problem, I haven't done anything to you." " You are a slut, always flirting with David, and in the morning embarrassing me in front of the class" Then Marron got up and punched Pan, then next thing you know they were both rolling on the bathroom ground fighting, Pan was winning of course, but Marron got in a few good punches herself. " Pan this is not a way to solve our problems" and she got up and left. When she got out Adriana and Michael were outside the door, apparently they had heard the fighting, so she just walked past them. And when Pan came out she was stopped by Michael. Pan's hair was in tangles and her clothes was a mess, it was obvious what had happened. " Fighting is not a way to solve your problems Pan" " Well she asked for it, and besides, what the hell do you know" and with that said she just walked past the two teachers. And they just stood there watching as she left, not even giving them a chance to take her to the principal's office or something.

Then only thing Michael could think of was to talk to Marron. " Listen Marron, go to the office. then she could get punished or something." " No, Pan is my friend" " What do you mean she's your friend?" " Listen I appreciate your help, but this is a problem between the two of us so please stay out of it" Marron said and left the teacher there standing. What is it with this kids, thinking that fighting is the only way to solve things. And then he left, after all he did have other classes he needed to teach.

" So, you got into a fight with her?" asked Bra, of course she had miss the whole thing, she was busy at that moment making out with Uub. " Do you think I could go to your house to get cleaned up, I don't want my mom to see me like this, you know how she gets" " Sure, after all, my mom loves when you visit" " Thanks" " No problem" and with that they walked to Bra's house. Bra lived in a three story home with her mom. The first floor was her mom's lab, she still owned Capsule Corp but had turned the compound in to offices, and besides, she always had wanted a quiet life, if not peaceful at least quiet. And the upper two floors where the living quarters, 4 bedrooms, the kitchen, the living room and 3 bathrooms. That house was only were her mom and her lived. Her grandparents had been killed in the attack. Her father was dead. And her brother, well either he didn't want to come back or his dead. Not that it matter, she didn't really remember them anyway. It had always been her and her mom.

"Mom I'm home" Bra said opening her door, and moving aside so that Marron could come in. " Hi sweetie" answered Bulma, the voice came from upstairs, Bra motioned Marron to follow her as the ascended the stairs. When they reached the top floor they went to Bulma's room where she was rearranging it at the moment. " Hi Mom" Bra said and went to hug her mother who was sitting in a chair reading a book. " Hi Bulma" said Marron as she went to hug her too. " Well hello, its been along time since I saw you, Oh my god what happened?" Bulma said as she finally got a good look at her. Her hair was a mess and there was blood on her white shirt, although she didn't have any bruises, she did have some blood that had dried up around her nose. " Come on lets get you cleaned up, we wouldn't want 18 to see you like this" Bulma said as she got up and took her to the bathroom to clean her up. " SO tell me sweetie, how is your mother?" Bulma said, " Oh she's fine, you know working" Bulma had tried to help 18 when Krillin died, he was after all her best friend after Goku, but she had refused, saying that she could manage on her own. They had never been friends, sure they talked to each other, but that was all. But Marron, she had been Bra's friend ever since they were little, always coming to play with Bra, and when she got older, wanting to hear more of her father and the adventures she had with him and Goku. She really loved that girl. She reminded her so much of Krillin.

"All ready, are you staying for dinner?" Bulma asked as Marron was getting up checking herself on the mirror. " Thanks, besides that way I have time for my shirt to dry, just let me call my mom to let her know" then she left, to make the phone call.

The Briefs were like a second family to her, she loved to come and hear story's about her father. Her mother didn't really talk about him that much. She guessed her mom was angry with him for dying or something, because once, when she was small, she walked into her mother's room and saw her speaking to her father's picture, and was saying something along the lines of ' how could you go and leave me alone like this, you were always more worried about the world than your own family'. Her mom never spoke of her dad, so she never asked.

Bra was the complete opposite, she knew her mom would tell her about her father but she didn't ask. She knew her mother had loved her father and Brother dearly, she had been the one to hug her at night when she was crying. Bring her breakfast in the morning, make funny faces to cheer her up. Then her mom started getting over it, or most likely accepting it, and she started being to Bra what she had being to Trunks. A mother. Bra never forgot how much her mom cried when she thought about her dad and brother, so she didn't want to upset her by making her miss them, so she never asked about them, she knew all she wanted to know, or that should be useful: They were dead. What's the point of learning how wonderful someone was, when you will never get the chance to meet them. Because then you would always be living with the if, what would it be like if they were alive. So Bra made the commitment to her self that there was gonna be no if for her. They were dead, and they were not coming back, so go on with your life. And so far it was working great, as long as she was with her mom, everything was alright.
So what do you think ??
Authors Note: Last chapter I wrote a little about teenage pregnancy, I want you to know I don't have anything against young mothers ( My sister is 16 and is already a mother ) SO I'm one to talk hu? @_@ But Just go along with the story o.k. Thanks, and no I didn't get flamed, I just want to apologize if anyone got a little offended by it !!!