"Four o' clock?!" Sapphire's voice rang through the giant building that was the Samedin Orphanage. "This is a disaster, Derek will be waiting on Earth to pick me up in FOUR – HOURS!"
"Chill out, honey." Silvia said as she applied Sapphire's makeup. "Besides, he's the man. If you're not done yet then he can just wait for you, that's the rule."
"But Derek's the most popular boy in school, if I mess him around I'll look like a moron!"
"Well of course he's the most popular boy in school." Silvia replied. "No niece of mine is dating second best."
"Silvia!" Leela scolded. "That's the wrong kind of attitude, you shouldn't always go for the richest and prettiest guy you can find."
"Why not?" Silvia blinked, amazed that there was something else to look for.
"You should date the person you fall in love with…" Leela said dreamily.
"True love, right?" Silvia replied. "Just one problem Leela, this is reality and Sapphire's in high school – love don't exist."
"I guess it is kinda dumb when you think about it…" Sapphire mumbled.
"No!" Leela gasped. She ran over and Silvia had to jerk her hand out of the way before Leela knocked her and made her smear Sapphire's makeup.
"Careful!" Silvia snapped.
"Sapphire, love is the heart of the universe." Leela told her niece. Silvia sighed.
"Here we go…"
"You can mock!" Leela pouted at her. She turned back to Sapphire.
"It doesn't matter if they're rich or poor, or what they look like. If they're your true love, that's all that matters."
"Yeah, but you're still dreaming of a handsome prince. And I belief princes are traditionally loaded." Silvia argued.
"That's different!" Leela protested. "A handsome prince is like someone in a fairy tale."
"You and your fairy tales." Silvia rolled her eyes. She looked at Leela. "Anyway, are you quite finished? Sapphire needs grooming."
"Right." Leela got out of Silvia's way. She smiled at Sapphire. "You're gonna look so pretty for the prom tonight ^_^"
"Thanks." Sapphire beamed.
"Sapphire, if you keep moving you won't be GOING to the prom night."
"Sorry Aunt Silvia ^_^;"
"Better."
~~~~~
"What do you think?" Sapphire asked. Piccolo looked at her. Her hair was a little wavier than before, and she had a new dress. It looked like the sort of dress Silvia wore on a special occasion, or when she was doing a fancy performance at the club. The dress was white, graceful and at the same time… sort of bonny. It was quite long and hid her shoes, which, knowing Silvia, looked amazing and were probably worth about $100 each. It showed off Sapphire's figure, but at the same time it didn't stick to her like glue and you could picture it dancing every time she spun round. She wore jewelry, too. A (real) silver necklace, a silver bangle and, of course, a diamond ring. Right now, Sapphire was probably worth twice her weight in gold, plus about another $100 000.
She also wore a perfect balance of makeup. She looked nice, but not too well-done. Her glossy lips were painted a dark purple, almost black, and she wore mascara and green eye shadow that was a little darker than her skin.
"Well?" Sapphire looked at Piccolo.
"You look like a marshmallow." Piccolo said flatly.
"Huh?!" Sapphire gasped, and pouted. "You'd better not say that when I look even BETTER than this on my wedding!"
"I had no idea you planned to get married as well as go to the prom tonight." Piccolo replied.
"You know what I mean!" Sapphire argued. They were interrupted by the sound of a motorbike coming towards them.
"He's here!" Sapphire gasped. Piccolo rolled his eyes.
The motorbike sharply turned to a halt in front of them. Derek Gleevlands took off his helmet and raised his head, pushing his blonde hair out of his dazzling brown eyes.
"Hey." He said.
"Hi Derek!" Sapphire could feel herself blushing like crazy.
"Nice outfit." Derek commented. "All set?"
"Sure!" Sapphire turned her head to look at Piccolo. "See ya later."
"Whatever." Piccolo mumbled. Sapphire ignored his tone and got onto the bike behind Derek.
"That your old man?" Derek asked as he started the engine up.
"Yeah, that's him. Come on, let's go." Sapphire said, looking down her nose at Piccolo as she did.
"Later!" Derek called to Piccolo and drove off, leaving a trail of black smoke behind them.
Piccolo glared after them.
"Geez, clean the air, why don't you?" He turned away and began to meditate.
