Just A Girl
Chapter7: Stopping
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"Did it work?" Bulma asked.
"No." Vegeta said and shook his head. "Just watch." He said before she could yell at him.
"Ok." She agreed and turned on the security tapes. *************************************************************
~~~~~~~~~Six Weeks Later....
Goten never had any dreams anymore. At least she never remembered them, they never tortured her, they never woke her in the middle of the night gasping for breathe. Instead Goten woke up early and watched the sun rise. She would get dressed and start running. She would run and run and run, but she would stop.
Her breath would slow, her heart would pump at a normal rate, her muscles would ease, and her brain would relax, taking in the colors of the sunrise, the sound of the birds, and the fresh sent of the morning.
She loved the mornings, the new day; the world looked so clean and fresh in the beginning of the day. *************************************************************
Trunks would wake up to the sun spilling into his bed. He would cover his eyes, and throw off his blankets. He would sit up, stretch, and wonder what the hell he was doing.
"Trunks, you're going to be late." Bulma would yell and he would have no choice but to get up and go to school. *************************************************************
They both were sophomores in the same high school, different classes, different teachers, different schedules, and different friends. Trunks took advanced classes and Goten was more into her Gym class. They didn't even eat lunch at the same hour, so they never had to worry about passing each other in the hallway and having those awkward moments of silence.
They both still lived in the same house, they both said, "Fine." When Bulma asked them about school. They always smiled at each other at dinner time and were extra polite when asking for something.
Every night, when Goten pulled the blankets up close, she could feel Trunks' arms wrap around her, and when Trunks put on a warm shirt straight from the dryer, he would remember how soft her skin was when she pressed against him.
But Trunks was back to the regular routine, his new girlfriend was Kamiki. A short girl with brown hair and olive green eyes. She was very pretty, and smart, but she wanted to be a teacher, she wanted to live in a white house with a bird fountain, she wanted plain white bed sheets, she wanted to serve sour lemonade to the neighborhood kids and bring cookies to her class.
Goten had actually gone on a date with the guy, but he had been late, pulled up and honked the horn, then took her to the 'make-out spot'. On first dates you usually go to a movie, or McDonalds, not try to shove your tongue down her throat while she is still trying to remember your name. It's a major No No!!
They were regular teenagers that listened to loud music and fought with a sayain prince every night for their 'exercise'. That was pretty normal right? They thought so.
They never mentioned the kiss, they only blushed in the shower when the pressure felt like needles against their skin as they imagined what could have happened. *************************************************************
Yes, it is now 6 weeks later. I know you are all mad at me for what I've done...but just wait before you flame me!! Wait until I upload the epilogue, then you can scream at me all you like. Unfortunately I must bring this story to a close, so the next time I upload...will be the last. Thank-you for reading and especially for your beautiful reviews. Now...as a last favor to me...review and tell me if you want an epilogue or not...otherwise this will have to be the last chapter...all I need is a few demanding...and yes you can send more than one I will count it.
"Did it work?" Bulma asked.
"No." Vegeta said and shook his head. "Just watch." He said before she could yell at him.
"Ok." She agreed and turned on the security tapes. *************************************************************
~~~~~~~~~Six Weeks Later....
Goten never had any dreams anymore. At least she never remembered them, they never tortured her, they never woke her in the middle of the night gasping for breathe. Instead Goten woke up early and watched the sun rise. She would get dressed and start running. She would run and run and run, but she would stop.
Her breath would slow, her heart would pump at a normal rate, her muscles would ease, and her brain would relax, taking in the colors of the sunrise, the sound of the birds, and the fresh sent of the morning.
She loved the mornings, the new day; the world looked so clean and fresh in the beginning of the day. *************************************************************
Trunks would wake up to the sun spilling into his bed. He would cover his eyes, and throw off his blankets. He would sit up, stretch, and wonder what the hell he was doing.
"Trunks, you're going to be late." Bulma would yell and he would have no choice but to get up and go to school. *************************************************************
They both were sophomores in the same high school, different classes, different teachers, different schedules, and different friends. Trunks took advanced classes and Goten was more into her Gym class. They didn't even eat lunch at the same hour, so they never had to worry about passing each other in the hallway and having those awkward moments of silence.
They both still lived in the same house, they both said, "Fine." When Bulma asked them about school. They always smiled at each other at dinner time and were extra polite when asking for something.
Every night, when Goten pulled the blankets up close, she could feel Trunks' arms wrap around her, and when Trunks put on a warm shirt straight from the dryer, he would remember how soft her skin was when she pressed against him.
But Trunks was back to the regular routine, his new girlfriend was Kamiki. A short girl with brown hair and olive green eyes. She was very pretty, and smart, but she wanted to be a teacher, she wanted to live in a white house with a bird fountain, she wanted plain white bed sheets, she wanted to serve sour lemonade to the neighborhood kids and bring cookies to her class.
Goten had actually gone on a date with the guy, but he had been late, pulled up and honked the horn, then took her to the 'make-out spot'. On first dates you usually go to a movie, or McDonalds, not try to shove your tongue down her throat while she is still trying to remember your name. It's a major No No!!
They were regular teenagers that listened to loud music and fought with a sayain prince every night for their 'exercise'. That was pretty normal right? They thought so.
They never mentioned the kiss, they only blushed in the shower when the pressure felt like needles against their skin as they imagined what could have happened. *************************************************************
Yes, it is now 6 weeks later. I know you are all mad at me for what I've done...but just wait before you flame me!! Wait until I upload the epilogue, then you can scream at me all you like. Unfortunately I must bring this story to a close, so the next time I upload...will be the last. Thank-you for reading and especially for your beautiful reviews. Now...as a last favor to me...review and tell me if you want an epilogue or not...otherwise this will have to be the last chapter...all I need is a few demanding...and yes you can send more than one I will count it.