Chapter 1
It couldn't be happening. This beautiful blonde could not be in this hell! Marron couldn't understand it. How could she, the most popular girl in her school? be in this hell!!!???!!! And the butterfly festival was coming up too! She had found this most adorable pair of clips to go in her blond pig-tails, and now she would never be able to wear them!! Why? Because that stupid bitch of a soothesayer gave her a dumb fucking amulet to make sure she won the Princess Butterfly title. That was it. It was the amulet that transported her here. And who were those other four kids. The all looked about her age, but, when you are sixteen, everyone between 16 and 19 looks about your age. Ohh! Sixteen opens up a whole new world for a girl. Drivivng, no curfew, it was the best experience. No wo0nder they call it sweet sixteen.
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Where the hell was he?!? He ran his fingers through his silvery-purple hair, combing it away from his face. When he had landed it had all fallen in his face. Looking around he didn't regognize where the hell he was. Where was the dojo? He had been training with Byron just a few seconds ago. This was too weird. And who were those other three people. They all looked younger than his 18, weeelll, except for the spiky haired dude. He looked like he was in his twenties at least. Now, back to figuring out where he was. he took out his brand new GPS and asked it. It said that his current location couldn't be found. Those things were state of the art, so if they couldn't find him, that must mean that he wasn't anywhere near home.
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WHERE THE FUCK WAS HE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He hated not knowing verything. He was the top of the sophomore class at his university. He was even given this wierd piece of shit that looked like a rose as a reward for being the top in his class. And when he had gone backstage to take a shit he found himself flying though the air and then landing on this pathetic rock known as the third planet from some unholy star. He took the compact mirror out of his pocket and let out his breathe when he discovered that it wasn't broken. What? Only girls carry mirrors in their pockets? AS IF? He needed something to remind him that he was also one of the hottest guys in the whole U. With his spiked jet black hair, big eyebrows, dark, mysterious eyes, and musceles to make even Arno;d jelous, he was very girls dream. 'Tall, dark, and
handsome'. His nickname on campus was TDM, but now, being stuck on this rocky peice of shit, he probably would never be called that again.
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She wiped her tear away and told herself, 'Bulma, you have to be strong. You aren't dead or alone so you will survive. Those other kids will be able to help you. And you are a highscholl senior, good practice for dealing with the real world.' Running her finger up and down her newly aquired scar, she grimaced at the pain. Damn, it hurt so much!! FUCKFUCKFUCK! Someone make it stop. She started to cry. Again.The silver haired boy got up and walked towards her. He didn't say a word. he just tore off a piece of his shirt and wrapped her leg. And before she could say thank-you he walked over to the other girl, the blonde. OMG! Her hair. It was still blue and pink. She needed water to wash it out. She looked around. Not a drop in sight. Oh, well, it would have to wait, stupid play.
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"What are we going to do?"
"Don't know."
"We should do something."
"Let's wait it out."
"Fine."
"Whatever."
"Okay."
(AN)
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It couldn't be happening. This beautiful blonde could not be in this hell! Marron couldn't understand it. How could she, the most popular girl in her school? be in this hell!!!???!!! And the butterfly festival was coming up too! She had found this most adorable pair of clips to go in her blond pig-tails, and now she would never be able to wear them!! Why? Because that stupid bitch of a soothesayer gave her a dumb fucking amulet to make sure she won the Princess Butterfly title. That was it. It was the amulet that transported her here. And who were those other four kids. The all looked about her age, but, when you are sixteen, everyone between 16 and 19 looks about your age. Ohh! Sixteen opens up a whole new world for a girl. Drivivng, no curfew, it was the best experience. No wo0nder they call it sweet sixteen.
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Where the hell was he?!? He ran his fingers through his silvery-purple hair, combing it away from his face. When he had landed it had all fallen in his face. Looking around he didn't regognize where the hell he was. Where was the dojo? He had been training with Byron just a few seconds ago. This was too weird. And who were those other three people. They all looked younger than his 18, weeelll, except for the spiky haired dude. He looked like he was in his twenties at least. Now, back to figuring out where he was. he took out his brand new GPS and asked it. It said that his current location couldn't be found. Those things were state of the art, so if they couldn't find him, that must mean that he wasn't anywhere near home.
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WHERE THE FUCK WAS HE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He hated not knowing verything. He was the top of the sophomore class at his university. He was even given this wierd piece of shit that looked like a rose as a reward for being the top in his class. And when he had gone backstage to take a shit he found himself flying though the air and then landing on this pathetic rock known as the third planet from some unholy star. He took the compact mirror out of his pocket and let out his breathe when he discovered that it wasn't broken. What? Only girls carry mirrors in their pockets? AS IF? He needed something to remind him that he was also one of the hottest guys in the whole U. With his spiked jet black hair, big eyebrows, dark, mysterious eyes, and musceles to make even Arno;d jelous, he was very girls dream. 'Tall, dark, and
handsome'. His nickname on campus was TDM, but now, being stuck on this rocky peice of shit, he probably would never be called that again.
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She wiped her tear away and told herself, 'Bulma, you have to be strong. You aren't dead or alone so you will survive. Those other kids will be able to help you. And you are a highscholl senior, good practice for dealing with the real world.' Running her finger up and down her newly aquired scar, she grimaced at the pain. Damn, it hurt so much!! FUCKFUCKFUCK! Someone make it stop. She started to cry. Again.The silver haired boy got up and walked towards her. He didn't say a word. he just tore off a piece of his shirt and wrapped her leg. And before she could say thank-you he walked over to the other girl, the blonde. OMG! Her hair. It was still blue and pink. She needed water to wash it out. She looked around. Not a drop in sight. Oh, well, it would have to wait, stupid play.
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"What are we going to do?"
"Don't know."
"We should do something."
"Let's wait it out."
"Fine."
"Whatever."
"Okay."
(AN)
Like it? The next chapter should be up later. Please reveiw!