A/N: Hey, Syblings suck. That's all I've got to say.

Disclaimer: Ah hell! On with the fic already.

Chapter 6 Busted! But worth it!

I'm a bitch I'm a lover I'm a child I'm a mother

The next day as Pan was walking down the hall, she passed by the group of blondes who were standing in the middle of the hall chattering like a flock of birds in a tree. She suddenly heard Trunks name, and she automatically started walking slower to here what they had to say, "So did Trunks ever call you Renne?" One of the freshmen girls was looking at Renne with an air of worship, "Of course. He's as good as mine." At hearing this Pan couldn't help but start laughing, remembering the look of shock and disgust, then Trunks throwing her number out the window. Renne noticed her when she had laughed. "find something funny?" she asked with a smirk on her face. Pan just grinned at her. "Actually, I do." You could almost see the tension passing between the two. "I know for a fact that Trunks Briefs didn't call you." Anger flashed in Renne's eyes before she looked at her flock with mock simpethy, "She's just jealous that Trunks wants me instead of her." Pan laughed even louder at that before turning her back on them and walking away. "Nobody would ever want you, not even your own family." Pan stopped in her tracks. She kept telling herself that it shouldn't bother her, but the way Renne had said it, like she pitied her. And one thing Pan couldn't stand. Was pity. She slowly turned around with a promise of a slow and painful death sparking in her eyes. By this time, the kids passing in the hall had stopped to watch what Pan would do. Fear flashed in Renne's eyes before she replaced it with mocking sympathy. "what are you going to do Pan? Sue me?" Pan smirked, a smirk that would make Vegeta proud. "I'm not going to sue you, I'm just going to kick your ass." Rennes eyes widened in fear at the iciness of Pan's words, but before she could react Pan walked up to her calmly and punched her in the nose. Pan had held back a lot of her strength, knowing that she would likely kill her if she hit her full force, but Renne still went flying ten feet, before she came to a skidding halt at none other than the principles feet.

A/N: he he, tell me if you like or not, but try to be nice, I'm actually a very sensetive person. Goten: *snorts* you werent very sensetive when you tried to stab me with a pencil. Bra: correction. She did stab you with a pencil. Me: I told you I felt like stabbing something, you just happened to be the closest one to me. rubs back of head nervously Goten: I didn't think you were serious! Bra: well at least you learned a lesson. Goten: and whats that?" Bra: never sit by her in science. Me: and always take me seriously when it comes to senseless violence. Goten: You at least got one thing right.