Versus
--Reveal--
"Excuse me?" Bra said, trying to digest what had just been told to her. Had she heard it right? She must have been going slightly deaf and jumbling words up in her head. That was it. It wasn't—
"Marron and I are dating," Pan repeated.
Wow. Bra was REALLY messed up. It sounded exactly the same as it had when she said it before. She paled at the thought. The only two girls she would be caught dead out in public with were....
"But you can't tell anyone," Pan said, letting go of Marron's hand and prancing off to the other side of the store.
"I don't think you have to worry about that. Especially if she's as good at keeping other people's secrets as she is at keeping her own," Marron reminded Pan. She followed Pan.
Bra stood still, dumbfounded by the idea that these two were...lesbians. How could that be? She was always under the impression that Pan liked her brother; of course she never said anything about it. She didn't care what Marron's preference was. Bra felt woozy. Well, if these two had the courage to reveal their secret to her, maybe she should at least tell them why she'd been acting the way she had lately.
"Come on. Come on, Bra," Pan called to her. "We've gotta go to Rave!"
Bra lagged behind the girls silently. This was a pretty big deal. How long had this been going on?
"How long has this been going on?" Bra found herself asking once they entered the clothing store.
"What? This sale? It's been on for the past two weeks," Marron said, looking through a rack of dresses.
Nincompoop!
"I mean...you two," Bra said hesitantly.
"Oh, we've been dating for about a month now," Pan informed.
A month? So they started dating over the summer? Bra really began feeling sick then. Sure, it wasn't as long as she'd kept her love for Goten a secret, but this was really something. Bra took a deep breath, hoping that it would relieve her nausea. Now that their secret was out, they probably really expected for her to tell them what was wrong with her. Ha! Like that would ever happen.
After a very long silence came a single statement:
"I like a guy and he doesn't like me," Bra said without thinking. She gasped and covered her mouth. What a slip-up. Her voice had a very bad habit of saying things she didn't want to say. She hadn't PLANNED on ever REALLY telling them what was wrong. Now she had to deal with it. And now they would have a field day.
Marron and Pan looked at each other. "ULS," they both stated.
That stupid acronym. Was Bra the only one who had never heard of it?
"Shoulda known that was what it was," Pan said. "Not even YOU are resilient enough to elude that."
"Who is it?" Marron asked.
That nosey know-nothing.
"What's it to you?" Bra growled.
"Relax. Both of you," Pan mediated. "I already know the rest. Told you it would work." She walked over to Marron and gave her a high-five.
Marron laughed. "And it didn't even take as long as you said it would."
Bra's brain couldn't decipher any of this. It had been stuck in autopilot for so long she wasn't sure what to make of what had happened or what had been said.
"Don't know if I coulda put up that charade for long," Marron added.
Bra gave the two of them a very angry, yet very confused look. "Wait just a minute. What are you talking about?" Bra asked. She was in a complete and total stupor as to what was going on.
"Bra, we're not dating," Marron told Bra.
"Yeah, it was just a convenient way to get you to talk about what you've been going through," Pan said. "Don't you feel better now that you've let your feelings out?"
Before Bra could think straight, she had her hands around Pan's neck. It was all HER doing. Only this little practical joker would have done this to her. It was good to know that her friends weren't dating each other, but she had been deceived into telling them her own secret. She'd fallen for a very scandalous prank. Someone had to pay.
As Bra got it fixed in her mind that she would crush Pan's trachea, Trunks and Goten came up and sat on a bench outside the store. Lucky devil. Bra would have to get her revenge at a later date.
Bra let go of Pan and they both waved to the guys.
Marron motioned for them to come into the store.
They obeyed. While Pan and Marron ran around the stores asking for suggestions on which outfits were the best, Goten, Trunks and Bra dawdled behind. This REALLY wasn't Bra's thing unless it was completely necessary for her to have clothes for a certain occasion.
Goten would sometimes give the girls his usual smile and tried to recommend outfits to buy. That was just the type of guy he was. Always sweet. Always helping out no matter what the situation.
"Hey, Bra," Goten said. He held up a black spaghetti-strap mini dress. "What do you think?"
What a goofy guy. "I don't think it's your size," Bra told him. A smile finally graced her lips again.
"No, silly," Goten sighed. He handed the dress to her. "That would be really cute on you."
Blood rushed to her face and she was taken aback. She silently accepted the dress and looked away from him. Was he just trying to be nice to her, or was he serious? Maybe he was just trying to get her involved with the other girls. Well, if he thought she'd look nice in it, she was definitely going to buy it.
"What? Don't you like it?" Goten asked.
Bra continued to blush. If there had been some way for her to control the amount of blood flowing to her cheeks, now would be a good time to discover it. "Of course." She'd tried to sound dignified instead of sounding like a mouse. It just so happened that she didn't have control over the way it came out. Should have, but didn't.
Goten smiled that smile, sending her heart into a swift cadence.
They continued on their journey throughout the rest of the mall for the next hour and a half. Marron had the most clothes. Goten and Trunks ended up carrying most of her bags. Pan had a couple of bags. All Bra had was the dress Goten picked out for her. Maybe she would wear it tomorrow at school.
- & - & - & -
--back at home--
So the day hadn't been a total waste. She was with Goten most of the time. And time with Goten is all she ever really wanted. He'd even picked out something for her. It sent quivers up and down her spine.
But....
Now those little hens knew that she had a love for someone who didn't love her back. And what had Pan said? Something about knowing the rest? She would have to wring the information from her jokey little throat tomorrow.
--End Reveal--
--Fine. So you all saw through my little scheme. But it was fun while it lasted.
--Bra's ready to kill Pan. Will she accomplish this feat? Or will she be too preoccupied with something else to bother? Please tune in for the next episode of Versus.
--Now honestly, think about all the girls you know and tell me this. How many of them date or are married to guys between 6 and 12 years older than them? The age thing here isn't really a big deal. But I guess the teacher thing is.... Let me know what you think.
--Thank you for all the reviews. I know the last chapter and this chapter were a little strange, but I hope you'll put up with my weirdness long enough to at least see me through this story. But you can't say that I didn't warn you that this was the story that gets more and more ridiculous by the minute and you never know what will happen from one day to the next.
--Reveal--
"Excuse me?" Bra said, trying to digest what had just been told to her. Had she heard it right? She must have been going slightly deaf and jumbling words up in her head. That was it. It wasn't—
"Marron and I are dating," Pan repeated.
Wow. Bra was REALLY messed up. It sounded exactly the same as it had when she said it before. She paled at the thought. The only two girls she would be caught dead out in public with were....
"But you can't tell anyone," Pan said, letting go of Marron's hand and prancing off to the other side of the store.
"I don't think you have to worry about that. Especially if she's as good at keeping other people's secrets as she is at keeping her own," Marron reminded Pan. She followed Pan.
Bra stood still, dumbfounded by the idea that these two were...lesbians. How could that be? She was always under the impression that Pan liked her brother; of course she never said anything about it. She didn't care what Marron's preference was. Bra felt woozy. Well, if these two had the courage to reveal their secret to her, maybe she should at least tell them why she'd been acting the way she had lately.
"Come on. Come on, Bra," Pan called to her. "We've gotta go to Rave!"
Bra lagged behind the girls silently. This was a pretty big deal. How long had this been going on?
"How long has this been going on?" Bra found herself asking once they entered the clothing store.
"What? This sale? It's been on for the past two weeks," Marron said, looking through a rack of dresses.
Nincompoop!
"I mean...you two," Bra said hesitantly.
"Oh, we've been dating for about a month now," Pan informed.
A month? So they started dating over the summer? Bra really began feeling sick then. Sure, it wasn't as long as she'd kept her love for Goten a secret, but this was really something. Bra took a deep breath, hoping that it would relieve her nausea. Now that their secret was out, they probably really expected for her to tell them what was wrong with her. Ha! Like that would ever happen.
After a very long silence came a single statement:
"I like a guy and he doesn't like me," Bra said without thinking. She gasped and covered her mouth. What a slip-up. Her voice had a very bad habit of saying things she didn't want to say. She hadn't PLANNED on ever REALLY telling them what was wrong. Now she had to deal with it. And now they would have a field day.
Marron and Pan looked at each other. "ULS," they both stated.
That stupid acronym. Was Bra the only one who had never heard of it?
"Shoulda known that was what it was," Pan said. "Not even YOU are resilient enough to elude that."
"Who is it?" Marron asked.
That nosey know-nothing.
"What's it to you?" Bra growled.
"Relax. Both of you," Pan mediated. "I already know the rest. Told you it would work." She walked over to Marron and gave her a high-five.
Marron laughed. "And it didn't even take as long as you said it would."
Bra's brain couldn't decipher any of this. It had been stuck in autopilot for so long she wasn't sure what to make of what had happened or what had been said.
"Don't know if I coulda put up that charade for long," Marron added.
Bra gave the two of them a very angry, yet very confused look. "Wait just a minute. What are you talking about?" Bra asked. She was in a complete and total stupor as to what was going on.
"Bra, we're not dating," Marron told Bra.
"Yeah, it was just a convenient way to get you to talk about what you've been going through," Pan said. "Don't you feel better now that you've let your feelings out?"
Before Bra could think straight, she had her hands around Pan's neck. It was all HER doing. Only this little practical joker would have done this to her. It was good to know that her friends weren't dating each other, but she had been deceived into telling them her own secret. She'd fallen for a very scandalous prank. Someone had to pay.
As Bra got it fixed in her mind that she would crush Pan's trachea, Trunks and Goten came up and sat on a bench outside the store. Lucky devil. Bra would have to get her revenge at a later date.
Bra let go of Pan and they both waved to the guys.
Marron motioned for them to come into the store.
They obeyed. While Pan and Marron ran around the stores asking for suggestions on which outfits were the best, Goten, Trunks and Bra dawdled behind. This REALLY wasn't Bra's thing unless it was completely necessary for her to have clothes for a certain occasion.
Goten would sometimes give the girls his usual smile and tried to recommend outfits to buy. That was just the type of guy he was. Always sweet. Always helping out no matter what the situation.
"Hey, Bra," Goten said. He held up a black spaghetti-strap mini dress. "What do you think?"
What a goofy guy. "I don't think it's your size," Bra told him. A smile finally graced her lips again.
"No, silly," Goten sighed. He handed the dress to her. "That would be really cute on you."
Blood rushed to her face and she was taken aback. She silently accepted the dress and looked away from him. Was he just trying to be nice to her, or was he serious? Maybe he was just trying to get her involved with the other girls. Well, if he thought she'd look nice in it, she was definitely going to buy it.
"What? Don't you like it?" Goten asked.
Bra continued to blush. If there had been some way for her to control the amount of blood flowing to her cheeks, now would be a good time to discover it. "Of course." She'd tried to sound dignified instead of sounding like a mouse. It just so happened that she didn't have control over the way it came out. Should have, but didn't.
Goten smiled that smile, sending her heart into a swift cadence.
They continued on their journey throughout the rest of the mall for the next hour and a half. Marron had the most clothes. Goten and Trunks ended up carrying most of her bags. Pan had a couple of bags. All Bra had was the dress Goten picked out for her. Maybe she would wear it tomorrow at school.
- & - & - & -
--back at home--
So the day hadn't been a total waste. She was with Goten most of the time. And time with Goten is all she ever really wanted. He'd even picked out something for her. It sent quivers up and down her spine.
But....
Now those little hens knew that she had a love for someone who didn't love her back. And what had Pan said? Something about knowing the rest? She would have to wring the information from her jokey little throat tomorrow.
--End Reveal--
--Fine. So you all saw through my little scheme. But it was fun while it lasted.
--Bra's ready to kill Pan. Will she accomplish this feat? Or will she be too preoccupied with something else to bother? Please tune in for the next episode of Versus.
--Now honestly, think about all the girls you know and tell me this. How many of them date or are married to guys between 6 and 12 years older than them? The age thing here isn't really a big deal. But I guess the teacher thing is.... Let me know what you think.
--Thank you for all the reviews. I know the last chapter and this chapter were a little strange, but I hope you'll put up with my weirdness long enough to at least see me through this story. But you can't say that I didn't warn you that this was the story that gets more and more ridiculous by the minute and you never know what will happen from one day to the next.