Guiding Light
See? See? I'm already up to the second revised chappie of Guiding Light, this will be a breeze! My one mistake in the old version was ignoring Bra, she will have a MUCH bigger role in this revised version. And I do confess, that I haven't given Trunks that gang leader impression, and that I haven't given him that stoned hottie image, either … we'll just have to see what we can do about that, eh? ^^
Okay, I don't have much to say, except that this chapter is based mainly on Pan … again, but I'm proud to say that the next chapter will be of … somebody else! :P Not telling who, though!
Oh yeah, I love Hot & Sour soup, it's the best!
Biiiig thanks to Snowyeyes for putting this fic on their sites! ^^ I'm so proud!
Chapter 2: Clique feuds
"You what?" Bra screeched.
"Erm … I decided to join Goten's gang …" Pan admitted, "Wouldn't it be awesome? I mean, this is so incredibly neat! Think about all the possibilities of gangs! We'd make a lot of new friends!"
"But what about your old ones?" Bra demanded, "What about me?"
"What do you mean, Bra?" Pan asked, one hand fidgeting with the new charm bracelet that her, Janelle, Kamala and Casey had each bought while shopping yesterday, she had wanted to take Bra along, but Bra was busy meeting Marron's friends. She had picked out two charms on it, a bright silver puppy that reminded her of one that her grandpa Hercule used to own, and a golden ball with a star engraved in the middle, it had reminded her of a Dragonball. Among other things, she had also bought red clothing, like Janelle insisted, but unlike her newfound friends, Pan did not find appeal in mini skirts and tube tops, she instead, bought fleece sweaters, hoodies, tees with funny quotes and pictures, several pairs of red jeans and red sports pants. And she secretly felt bad for having a lot of fun while shopping, and not telling Bra about it, but she did not want her friend to be offended, nor did she want Bra's feeling to be hurt, "Don't you want to join too?"
"Of course not! Pan! What are you thinking? People get hurt in gangs, they exclude people, shut people out! We hated them in high school. Don't you remember? How the gang members all made fun of us because we weren't into football players and leather bikinis like them? How can you even think about treating someone else the same way?" Bra protested while putting her hands on her hips.
"But, don't you see? This is Goten's gang! Goten! He's such a nice guy, he wouldn't want to exclude anyone, and besides, just because we belong in a gang doesn't mean we have to be cruel and nasty! And it will be great fun!" Pan argued back.
"This is university, we're not going to have fun! The point of attending university is to learn! Not to walk around fussing about gang colours." Bra paused a second to examine Pan's new clothes, "But apparently, someone already joined the gang without consulting her best friend about it!"
"Bra, I'm consulting you now!" Pan sighed, "And who says we can't learn and have fun at the same time?"
"But, you could've at least told me before you joined, and I've never seen you wear those clothes before, when did you get them?" Bra asked, examining her friends red pullover and red fleece shorts.
"I got them when I went shopping yesterday." Pan smiled brightly, "Why? Do you like them?"
"Well … they certainly are … very … red, but why did you go shopping alone?" Bra admitted.
"I didn't, I went with Janelle, Kamala and Casey." Pan blurted out without thinking.
"Oh …" Bra's eyes shimmered with hurt.
Pan immediately wanted to apologize, but she then wondered why she would apologize for having friends other than Bra, but to make up for it, she instead said, "I wanted to bring you along, but you were busy with Marron."
Bra nodded while biting her bottom lip, "Okay … but you could have at least told me that you were going to join Goten's group. How could you make such a big decision without me?"
"Well, I'm sorry, Bra." Pan was beginning to get annoyed at her friend's whining, "I shouldn't have joined without telling you first."
"Correction, Pan, you shouldn't have joined a gang at all." Bra moaned, "Now how are you going to get out of it? You should really think before you act."
"Who said anything about getting out of it?" Pan replied coldly, "Really, Bra, this is my uncle we're talking about!"
"But the gang might affect your studies!" Bra cried, "Don't you care about university work at all? And your future career?"
"Who are you? My father?" Pan shook her head, "Did Marron have that big an influence on you?"
"What's wrong with Marron? She's a great person! And smart too!" Bra folded her arms and added, "At least she knows the importance of her future, unlike someone else."
Pan sighed in annoyance, "Whatever Bra, I really don't want to argue, at least I told you about this, okay? Let's just drop it."
"So you're going to quit the gang?" Bra asked, a twinge of hope in her voice.
"Of course not." Pan laughed, "But we can still be friends, even if you decide to stick with Marron."
"But we won't get as much time together if you're in a gang." Bra pointed out, "You'd spend more time with your new friends."
"Oh Bra, we'll always be best friends, really, but that doesn't mean that we have to spend every spare moment with each other. It's not like we're married." Pan glanced at her watch, "I'd better go, they're serving some of that great turkey sandwiches at lunch, and I don't want to miss it. Okay then, I'll see you later."
Pan dashed down the hallway without a second glance at her best friend.
~*~
"Hi, Pan! We saved you a seat!" Janelle waved to Pan from a table in the back of the cafeteria.
"Oh! Great! Thanks guys!" Pan carried her tray to the table, and set it down on the table with a clank.
Casey shot a look at her turkey sandwich, "How can you stand eating that? It's meat! Don't you even care about the poor, poor turkeys?"
Pan dipped a spoon in her hot and sour soup, "Not really, if you think about it, the turkey's already dead."
"But it's because of meat-eating people like you that it died!" The blue-eyed girl wailed, "It probably spent its whole life waiting to be put into a sandwich."
"It got its wish, then." Kamala took a bite of her brownie, "And besides, not everyone is an animal rights activist like you."
"They should be." Casey huffed, "You know what they do to rabbits? The companies strap it in a little tiny chair, and flip one of its eyelids so it forms a cup, they pour the substance to be tested in the cupped eyelid, and records the poor rabbit's reaction and how long it takes for them to become blind, or how long it takes for them to die."
"Really, Casey." Janelle stuck out her tongue, "Some of us are trying to eat. Must you make a tirade out of everything?"
"I do not, I'm merely informing the cruelties of mankind to you guys." Casey took a bite of her own veggie-burger.
"Hiya Panny." Came a voice.
Pan didn't even need to turn around to know who it was, "Hey, Goten."
"You don't mind if I sit here, do you?" Goten geastured to the seat beside Pan, "Ashley is on one of her fashion rages, if I listen one minute more to her ranting about how her favourite brand of nail polish has gone off of the market, I think I'll explode, I don't think anyone can be that annoying."
Pan nodded and Kevin, who is constantly beside Goten asked, "Can I sit down here too?"
"No, of course you can't, we all hate your guts." Replied Pan.
The tall boy blinked a few times and Goten added, "She was being sarcastic."
"I see …"
"So, Pan, what do you plan to major in?" Kamala asked innocently, while glancing at Goten out of the corner of her eye.
"I seriously don't know …" Pan sighed, taking a bite of her sandwich, "But I'm not going to worry about it until next year, I, at least, want to enjoy my first year in University."
"But, you are going to join the cheerleading squad, right?" Asked Janelle, tossing her long hair behind her shoulder.
"Cheerleading?" Pan almost choked on her sandwich, "I don't think so."
Kamala sighed dreamily, "But you have to! It'll be so great! We can practice routines together! And can make up individual ones for certain football players!"
Casey coughed something that sounded strangely like Goten and then smiled at Pan, "Pan, you're really athletic, and you know, can probably do tons of aerobics and gymnastics and such, this would be a great benefit to the school, according to all the trophies, we've had the best cheerleading squad for four consecutive years, think of doing this for school spirit."
"That's right, Panny." Goten nodded, still busy stuffing his face, "We're also the national university football champions, what kind of football squad is a football squad without outstanding cheerleaders? And we've a title to defend, think about it, four consecutive years of being national champs."
"And four consecutive years of your uncle being the team star." Added Kevin.
"Well … I still don't know …" Pan bit her lip, "If it'll help the school and all, I guess maybe … I'll try out … that doesn't mean that I'll be in it, though."
The others all grinned, knowing that the girl had already agreed, perhaps it was during all the grinning, that Goten snatched a bite of his best friend's sandwich, or perhaps it was during the silent agreement, that Kamala edged two feet closer to Goten, but whatever it was, Pan had a feeling that University was going to be full of surprises.
But what she didn't know was that not all of the surprises will be pleasant ones …
~*~
"Hey, I told you, come back later! Now's not the time!"
"What I do is none of your business, Reeve! Get the hell out of my way!"
The tall, dark, and definitely very handsome man frowned, "It is my business, and now's really not the time for you to just barge in like this."
The blonde scowled at Reeve, and shoved past him into the dimly lighted room, heading straight for the leather couch, where she plopped down comfortably on one end, and smiled sweetly at the man lying on top of it. "Hey, sweetie, what's up?"
Reeve stepped into the room, frowning heavily, "Jewel, can't you just leave?"
Jewel looked up and glared at him, she didn't say anything to him though, because she cooed at the man, "What's wrong, Twunksies?"
"What's wrong? What's wrong is that you're interrupting our air hockey tournament!" Reeve cried, one hand in his mahogany hair.
"Oh, shut up, Reeve, you spend all day with him anyways, go buzz off and do something else." Jewel huffed impatiently, her hands folded in front of her chest.
"Damn it, Jewel, this is my room, you know? And he's my roommate! Not yours!" Reeve bellowed, one hand pointing to the door, "Out!"
"Like, you can ever tell me what to do, go and pester your girlfriend or something, or what? Are you gay? Is that why you spend so much time with Trunks?"
Reeve sighed in annoyance, "Can't a guy spend some time with his best friend? After all, you're not even his girlfriend."
Jewel's bright emerald eyes shot daggers at the complaining man, "No shit, Sherlock, where's the fun in just trapping myself with one guy, when I could get my pick of the whole campus? You are such a twit sometimes."
"Keep dreaming, like any guy would ever fall for a slut like you." Reeve laughed cruelly.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Calling me a slut? You're the one that goes around, cheating on your girlfriend!" The petite woman gritted her teeth.
"Well, you're the one who goes around, claiming that you're into that single guy, while you're dating about 15 others behind his back."
"You're the one who claims that you want a soul mate and true love, when you'd much rather dump all that for a couple grams of coke and-"
"COULD YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP?"
A surprised Reeve and a stunned Jewel both turned to look at the man who is … or rather … was, lying on the couch, "God, why do you two have to be so annoying?"
"Blame it on him!" Spat Jewel, still glaring at Reeve.
"Me? It was all her fault! If she hasn't barged in here, I would be winning an air hockey tournament right now!"
Trunks sighed and pointed at the door, "Why don't you two just go and screw some place else? I'm quite busy in thought right now."
Jewel gasped, "You're thinking? Really? This is new, what about?"
Reeve shot the blonde a look, "What else would he think about? You know … her-"
"Oh, come off it, Trunks, forget about the bitch, she ditched you long ago, anyways, why would you need her when you have me?" The blonde pounced closer to the annoyed man, "Forget about … er … what's her face, Pa-"
Reeve pulled the girl back towards him, "Shut up if you don't want to die, you know the rules."
"Yeah, I know." Jewel stuck out her tongue, "Those rules are fucking annoying, especially that one where prostitution is not allowed."
Trunks raised an eyebrow, "Well, how about the rule about not fucking virgins?"
"That sucks too, where the hell do you get these ideas, anyways?" Jewel sighed, "And that rule, about not mentioning the girl whom you're so obsessed over."
Obsession isn't even the start of it, Thought the violet haired man, god, if that bastard Goten even realizes what he did to me, all hell will freeze over … but no matter … she will be mine soon, all mine … he laughed out loud.
"Hey man." Reeve asked worried, "Did you overdose lately? You know rule number … er … 4, no more than three pills, two grams … but then again, you do have a strange liking for Ecstasy …"
Trunks shrugged, and switched his mind back to the girl whom he had once lost to Goten, and the girl whom would soon be all his …
End of Chapter 2
How was that? The part 'bout Trunks is pretty boring, but you probably have a faint guess of who the girl was … heehee … okay, enough of my babbling, I'm gonna go work on this story some more, look for further updates over the weekend …
All comments and feedback would be greatly appreciated.
-Juunanagou4ever