YEAH YOU REVIEWED!! You made me so happy (!!!!

But anyway I'm not writing it for you. I'm writing it for me. If you're uninterested then well. well then. lol I'm just kidding. I don't mind (maybe.) Alright alright it's for the fans too. lol I'm a wee bit crazy

Goten - Did she just say "wee bit"?

Me - SO what's it to you?

Goten *holds hands over his face to contain the laughter*

Me - Go back to Carla's room. you're not finished *wink*

Goten - Do I have ta?

Me - Yes! *Points to room* Go now!

Goten *Hangs head in defeat*

Summary ~ Trunks screwed practically every girl in school, but has never been satisfied until he hears people talk about it. Will Pan finally quench his thirst or does he have someone else on his mind?

Ages: Bra - 18 Pan - 19 Trunks - 22 Goten - 20 All the sluts - range from age 18 - 23 Fende - 21 Suzan - 19 Carla - 18 The Jealous Beast is Never Satisfied

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Chapter 2: Racing the Clock

His hands lightly brushed across her spiky black hair, knocking the single strand of red right in front of her eyes.

"Hey what was that for?"

"I'll see ya tonight?" He whispered in her ear, drew away and slowly pulled a "wink with a smile".

"Yea that's typical Trunks! Charming, debonair, and just down right irresistible! Who's the man? Tonight he's gunna score big with Pan!" whispered a bushy orange-haired girl with crazy big silver glasses. She was easedropping from the other side of the hall from Trunks and Pan, beaming with excitement.

Unfortunately the hunk, Fende, was right near her, on the account of his locker being so close.

"You're weird! I'm going this way. you got that way!" He yelled, throwing his books into the open locker just before he slammed it shut. Then, with completely remarkable ease he ran down the hall to Dende knows where!

"Where are we all going?" Pan questioned as her mind asked, "What is Fende doing? He looks like he is running from a wild beast. Werid."

"Well we're going to Fernando's Pizza Palace, but I was wondering if you could stop by my house. I have an early Christmas present for you and it's a secret so I only want you to see it," he whispered rather deviously.

"Alright Trunks I will if I have time. Okay?" She gave him a friendly hug (as in just friend to friend!) and slowly strolled away, "Oh and bye, Uncle Trunks!"

"Stop calling me that! I'm not your Uncle!" He whined, but unfortunately she was already around the corner.

"That girl just keeps getting weirder and weirder everyday!" Shrugging his shoulders he softly closed his locker.

He headed in the opposite direction, smiled at a group of giggling girls who were swooning over him and knocked into the wall.

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Every tick seemed to be faster than the one before it.

"I can do this!"

The little silver strand of metal moved along, determined to never stop and give in.

"I know I can!"

She wouldn't look down. Risking that minuscule amount of time could be fatal. Even the slightest change in the wind might throw her off.

"Not now! Not this time! I can beat it! I will beat it!"

Her legs pumped systemically. This one moved down, and then that one slammed down. One after the other, they each took their turn for a painful stab at the ground.

"Don't concentrate on the dirt. Look straight ahead. See your goal, girl!"

The clock raced along with her, but it seemed that she could make it. Leaping through the air and slowly falling down on one foot with perfect grace, she grew even surer of herself. This time the timer would trail slowly behind.

Closer and closer, her final destination grew. The image of the great relaxation afterwards drifted softly across her mind. Flipping back her bent arms, in faultless form, she prepared for the final slide through the finish line.

"PAN!"

Reflexes got the best of her! Flipping her head around she accidentally knocked into the pole that hung the "Finish Line" sign. Instantly she fell down due to her unawareness. As the pain began to shoot widely through out her body, her conciseness began to quickly drift out of reach.

"Pan-" Screamed a distant voice, but she couldn't understand whatever else it was saying. Nevertheless, something about the voice sounded so familiar, but before she could remember who exactly it was, she blacked out.

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My own little cliff hanger for ya. Sorry please don't get angry. I promise to try really, really hard to update soon.

Okay as for Trunks. he is a player. sorry Trunks lovers, but I'm so bored of everyone having Trunks be this perfect guy. I wanted to do something different. Maybe Pan changes him (Hint??)

Pan does not know about her sayian heritage and she isn't very powerful. That will come later

Goten should be appearing soon *Hears cheers from Goten fans*

Pan is not a player at all and thinks of Trunks as a Big brother or as she says "Uncle Trunks"