A/N: In this story, although in DBZ he hasn't been introduced in this time
period yet, Uub is going to make an appearance for some random reason.
Well, who else can Bra have as a boyfriend?????
Throughout the whole year, Trunks Briefs' birthday party was the biggest social event. Everyone in grade ten was invited as well as some kids in the grades above and below. And of course, because he is Trunks Briefs, everybody always turns up.
The same thing happened every year. Bulma is a real party nut and spends a lot of time decorating C.C, making food and hiring a DJ. The party mainly consisted of dating, dancing, some underage drinking and swimming in the backyard pool.
I spent Saturday picking clothes, doing my hair and making myself beautiful so I would be ready to go at eight. After spending all day getting ready, I ended up in a red dress that only barely covered my thighs. It had tiny shoulder straps and straps going all down the back. I wore strappy high heeled black shoes and carried a matching black hand bag. To this I added makeup and perfume and wore my red bikini underneath. I was finally ready to go.
"Um.....do you think that will be appropriate, Marron?" Krillin asked when he saw my outfit.
"Of course. Everyone else will be wearing similar clothes." I argued.
"I remember when you used to go to Trunks' birthday parties dressed in a fairy tutu and with white ribbons in your pigtails and came home carrying a piece of cake and a balloon." 18 said with a sigh. "Obviously those days are over."
"Oh really mother!" I retorted and stomped out of the room to take the short walk to Trunks' place.
Bulma opened the door for me when I arrived. She was wearing her usual red dress and a large smile.
"Hello Marron dear. Everybody is in the back room. Just go on through." She opened the door wider to let me in.
The back room was decorated amazingly as always, with black paper tacked to the walls and covered in gold and silver cardboard stars. The ceiling was hung with streamers and a large disco ball was the centerpiece. The room opened into the back porch and the garden where people were already swimming and the hired DJ had already started the music.
"Hey Marron!" Eliza called and she and a large group of girls hurried over to me. "Love your outfit. It totally rocks!"
"Yours is cool too, Eliza." I replied. "Have you guys seen Goten anywhere?"
"Ah yes, your boyfriend." Jane sighed deeply and the others giggled. "Wish he could be mine."
"HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" I shouted, glaring at all of them. "NOW TELL ME WHERE HE IS."
"Ok, ok. No need to be a bitch." Kristy said somewhat soothingly. "I thought I saw him at the food table with Trunks just a moment ago."
"The food table. I should have guessed." I said with a laugh and pushed through them, leaving them utterly bewildered. They hadn't ever been rejected by me before. Especially not for Goten.
Goten and Trunks were at the food table with Bra. I had to admit, Bra looked gorgeous. She was wearing a emerald green sequined top and a black leather mini skirt. She had her hair out and falling freely about her face. And she was wearing makeup, which was very rare. And did I detect a hint of Calvin Klein?
Goten and Trunks both looked cute as well in matching black pants held with a belt and silk black tank tops that showed off their muscles. Of course, Trunks was by far the most handsome with his perfect sky blue eyes and wispy lavender hair. And he threw the best parties ever!
"Hey everyone, pass the food." I said and pushed through them to grab a piece of cake.
"You look nice, Marron." Bra complemented. I supposed it was polite to give her a complement in reply.
"You look nice too, Bra. You should wear more makeup."
"It was my mum's idea." Bra scowled. "Even though she knows perfectly well that I detest products that are tested on animals."
"Even so, I think she looks great." Trunks beamed and gave his sister a hug. "And you look fantastic, Marron."
I blushed deeply and filled my mouth with cake to hide it. Through mouthfuls of icing, I managed to say a 'Thank you' though it must have come out completely wrong.
I felt someone tap my shoulder and we all turned around to see Bulma standing behind us, resting her hand on the shoulder of a short, scrawny and kind of geeky looking kid. He did have an awesome haircut, a black Mohawk and his chocolate brown eyes were to die for. His brownish skin gave him an ethic appearance that some girls were wild over. All he needed was a little touching up and he would be fine. His biggest problem was his terrible fashion sense.
"Guys, this is Uub." Bulma introduced him with a false motherly smile that most mothers put on when they were collecting their child from the type of birthday party my own mother had been talking about earlier. "Uub, this is my son Trunks, my daughter Bra and Goten and Marron, whose families are close friends of ours."
Ok, a weird name. But it wouldn't take long for us to find him a nickname that would better suit him.
"Hey." Trunks and I said without much interest.
"Hi ya!" Goten called enthusiastically. Bra said nothing, but eyed Uub up and down as if examining a new parasite.
"Uub is the little boy who is training with Goku to become a martial arts master. Goku has told him all about you guys and his parents want him to study at Orange Star High. So he is going to go to school with you guys! Isn't that exciting?" Bulma explained.
"Um.....yeah. Whatever." Trunks mumbled, looking as though he would rather be somewhere else.
"Well, I'll leave you to get acquainted. Trunks, I'm counting on you to make Uub feel included. See you later kids!"
As soon as she was gone, Bra began to ask Uub questions as if she was a detective investigating an eyewitness to a crime scene.
"So how old are you?"
"Fifteen." He replied shyly. He was constantly starring at his shoes.
"Hey same! Did you skip a grade?"
"No. I just started at a younger age."
"Like Goten!"
"Err....yeah."
"So you live really far away, don't you?"
"Yes."
"How are you going to get to school?"
"Fly."
"Oh. Ok."
This was becoming very boring and, glancing at Goten and Trunks, I saw they felt the same. As if to save us from complete boredom, the DJ started the song 'Amazing' that Goten and I shared as a favorite and I grabbed his hands and led him onto the dance floor.
"You look like a Goth." I joked. "Kind of suits you."
He laughed as we twirled around. "I'll take that as a complement. You're wearing red!"
"I was wondering when you would notice."
When the song ended, Tory swooped down on Goten like a hawk and forced him into a dance with her. He gave me a regretful glance as he was pulled through the crowd and I laughed mockingly as a reply. I was left alone on the dance floor and thought gloomily that perhaps having a partner could have some advantages. But as I was ready to back away, I felt a hand on my shoulder and starred into Trunks' eyes.
"You look beautiful, Marron." He said in a cool and collected voice that made a shiver of pleasure run down my spine. "Want to dance?"
"Is this how you charm all the girls?" I managed to ask as we started moving to the music.
Trunks shrugged. "Seems to work."
"Won't Bulma be mad with you for rejecting Uub?"
"Nah. He and Bra are hanging out. He isn't totally alone."
"That's good."
We danced for about six songs. Heaps of girls came over and asked Trunks for a dance but he rejected all of them, even the really pretty ones and I couldn't hold back a smug and satisfied smirk. Trunks only wanted to dance with me at his birthday party. Me and nobody else.
At about midnight, I went for a swim in the pool with a large group of girls and their boyfriends and then afterwards, I had to use the bathroom to fix myself up. Because there was so much people, we went in twos. Just to get changed and do our hair so it wouldn't take as long. I went in with Eliza.
"So are you two-timing, Marron?" She asked as we stood in front of the mirror and blow-dried our hair.
"Of course not! You know I don't have a boyfriend."
"Then why are you flirting with both Goten and Trunks? Do you want both of them?"
"I am not flirting. It may look like it since we have all known each other as kids and are very close, but we are not going out!" I was shocked she would even mention something like that!
"Everyone knows that you have had a thing for Trunks since you came to school. So flirting with him isn't strange. But with Goten it is. I thought you were enemies....and now you're best friends!?"
"Things change." I said with a shrug.
"Still. Everyone thinks it's weird. If I were you, I would quit trying to be so flirty with Goten because it's giving people the wrong impression."
"So you want me to break off the friendship for the sake of my reputation?" I asked angrily.
"No. You can still be friends. But don't sit next to him in every class and try and stop looking like a try hard. That way, Trunks might actually take an interest in you."
"Shut up, Eliza! You don't know anything!" I screamed and ran out of the bathroom before she could say anything.
But when I arrived home that night and lay awake in bed, I realized Eliza was right. To other people in the class, I must look like a try hard who is two-timing with two guys that I've known since childhood. And I had a reputation to keep! I was the most popular girl in school! I couldn't have that image if I wanted to uphold my position.
I knew now that I had to put my feelings aside and stop acting like I want to go out with Goten. It was still ok to be his friend, but I had to quit acting like his girlfriend. Then when Trunks sees I'm still single, he might start to notice me!
The only hard part would be telling Goten!
Throughout the whole year, Trunks Briefs' birthday party was the biggest social event. Everyone in grade ten was invited as well as some kids in the grades above and below. And of course, because he is Trunks Briefs, everybody always turns up.
The same thing happened every year. Bulma is a real party nut and spends a lot of time decorating C.C, making food and hiring a DJ. The party mainly consisted of dating, dancing, some underage drinking and swimming in the backyard pool.
I spent Saturday picking clothes, doing my hair and making myself beautiful so I would be ready to go at eight. After spending all day getting ready, I ended up in a red dress that only barely covered my thighs. It had tiny shoulder straps and straps going all down the back. I wore strappy high heeled black shoes and carried a matching black hand bag. To this I added makeup and perfume and wore my red bikini underneath. I was finally ready to go.
"Um.....do you think that will be appropriate, Marron?" Krillin asked when he saw my outfit.
"Of course. Everyone else will be wearing similar clothes." I argued.
"I remember when you used to go to Trunks' birthday parties dressed in a fairy tutu and with white ribbons in your pigtails and came home carrying a piece of cake and a balloon." 18 said with a sigh. "Obviously those days are over."
"Oh really mother!" I retorted and stomped out of the room to take the short walk to Trunks' place.
Bulma opened the door for me when I arrived. She was wearing her usual red dress and a large smile.
"Hello Marron dear. Everybody is in the back room. Just go on through." She opened the door wider to let me in.
The back room was decorated amazingly as always, with black paper tacked to the walls and covered in gold and silver cardboard stars. The ceiling was hung with streamers and a large disco ball was the centerpiece. The room opened into the back porch and the garden where people were already swimming and the hired DJ had already started the music.
"Hey Marron!" Eliza called and she and a large group of girls hurried over to me. "Love your outfit. It totally rocks!"
"Yours is cool too, Eliza." I replied. "Have you guys seen Goten anywhere?"
"Ah yes, your boyfriend." Jane sighed deeply and the others giggled. "Wish he could be mine."
"HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" I shouted, glaring at all of them. "NOW TELL ME WHERE HE IS."
"Ok, ok. No need to be a bitch." Kristy said somewhat soothingly. "I thought I saw him at the food table with Trunks just a moment ago."
"The food table. I should have guessed." I said with a laugh and pushed through them, leaving them utterly bewildered. They hadn't ever been rejected by me before. Especially not for Goten.
Goten and Trunks were at the food table with Bra. I had to admit, Bra looked gorgeous. She was wearing a emerald green sequined top and a black leather mini skirt. She had her hair out and falling freely about her face. And she was wearing makeup, which was very rare. And did I detect a hint of Calvin Klein?
Goten and Trunks both looked cute as well in matching black pants held with a belt and silk black tank tops that showed off their muscles. Of course, Trunks was by far the most handsome with his perfect sky blue eyes and wispy lavender hair. And he threw the best parties ever!
"Hey everyone, pass the food." I said and pushed through them to grab a piece of cake.
"You look nice, Marron." Bra complemented. I supposed it was polite to give her a complement in reply.
"You look nice too, Bra. You should wear more makeup."
"It was my mum's idea." Bra scowled. "Even though she knows perfectly well that I detest products that are tested on animals."
"Even so, I think she looks great." Trunks beamed and gave his sister a hug. "And you look fantastic, Marron."
I blushed deeply and filled my mouth with cake to hide it. Through mouthfuls of icing, I managed to say a 'Thank you' though it must have come out completely wrong.
I felt someone tap my shoulder and we all turned around to see Bulma standing behind us, resting her hand on the shoulder of a short, scrawny and kind of geeky looking kid. He did have an awesome haircut, a black Mohawk and his chocolate brown eyes were to die for. His brownish skin gave him an ethic appearance that some girls were wild over. All he needed was a little touching up and he would be fine. His biggest problem was his terrible fashion sense.
"Guys, this is Uub." Bulma introduced him with a false motherly smile that most mothers put on when they were collecting their child from the type of birthday party my own mother had been talking about earlier. "Uub, this is my son Trunks, my daughter Bra and Goten and Marron, whose families are close friends of ours."
Ok, a weird name. But it wouldn't take long for us to find him a nickname that would better suit him.
"Hey." Trunks and I said without much interest.
"Hi ya!" Goten called enthusiastically. Bra said nothing, but eyed Uub up and down as if examining a new parasite.
"Uub is the little boy who is training with Goku to become a martial arts master. Goku has told him all about you guys and his parents want him to study at Orange Star High. So he is going to go to school with you guys! Isn't that exciting?" Bulma explained.
"Um.....yeah. Whatever." Trunks mumbled, looking as though he would rather be somewhere else.
"Well, I'll leave you to get acquainted. Trunks, I'm counting on you to make Uub feel included. See you later kids!"
As soon as she was gone, Bra began to ask Uub questions as if she was a detective investigating an eyewitness to a crime scene.
"So how old are you?"
"Fifteen." He replied shyly. He was constantly starring at his shoes.
"Hey same! Did you skip a grade?"
"No. I just started at a younger age."
"Like Goten!"
"Err....yeah."
"So you live really far away, don't you?"
"Yes."
"How are you going to get to school?"
"Fly."
"Oh. Ok."
This was becoming very boring and, glancing at Goten and Trunks, I saw they felt the same. As if to save us from complete boredom, the DJ started the song 'Amazing' that Goten and I shared as a favorite and I grabbed his hands and led him onto the dance floor.
"You look like a Goth." I joked. "Kind of suits you."
He laughed as we twirled around. "I'll take that as a complement. You're wearing red!"
"I was wondering when you would notice."
When the song ended, Tory swooped down on Goten like a hawk and forced him into a dance with her. He gave me a regretful glance as he was pulled through the crowd and I laughed mockingly as a reply. I was left alone on the dance floor and thought gloomily that perhaps having a partner could have some advantages. But as I was ready to back away, I felt a hand on my shoulder and starred into Trunks' eyes.
"You look beautiful, Marron." He said in a cool and collected voice that made a shiver of pleasure run down my spine. "Want to dance?"
"Is this how you charm all the girls?" I managed to ask as we started moving to the music.
Trunks shrugged. "Seems to work."
"Won't Bulma be mad with you for rejecting Uub?"
"Nah. He and Bra are hanging out. He isn't totally alone."
"That's good."
We danced for about six songs. Heaps of girls came over and asked Trunks for a dance but he rejected all of them, even the really pretty ones and I couldn't hold back a smug and satisfied smirk. Trunks only wanted to dance with me at his birthday party. Me and nobody else.
At about midnight, I went for a swim in the pool with a large group of girls and their boyfriends and then afterwards, I had to use the bathroom to fix myself up. Because there was so much people, we went in twos. Just to get changed and do our hair so it wouldn't take as long. I went in with Eliza.
"So are you two-timing, Marron?" She asked as we stood in front of the mirror and blow-dried our hair.
"Of course not! You know I don't have a boyfriend."
"Then why are you flirting with both Goten and Trunks? Do you want both of them?"
"I am not flirting. It may look like it since we have all known each other as kids and are very close, but we are not going out!" I was shocked she would even mention something like that!
"Everyone knows that you have had a thing for Trunks since you came to school. So flirting with him isn't strange. But with Goten it is. I thought you were enemies....and now you're best friends!?"
"Things change." I said with a shrug.
"Still. Everyone thinks it's weird. If I were you, I would quit trying to be so flirty with Goten because it's giving people the wrong impression."
"So you want me to break off the friendship for the sake of my reputation?" I asked angrily.
"No. You can still be friends. But don't sit next to him in every class and try and stop looking like a try hard. That way, Trunks might actually take an interest in you."
"Shut up, Eliza! You don't know anything!" I screamed and ran out of the bathroom before she could say anything.
But when I arrived home that night and lay awake in bed, I realized Eliza was right. To other people in the class, I must look like a try hard who is two-timing with two guys that I've known since childhood. And I had a reputation to keep! I was the most popular girl in school! I couldn't have that image if I wanted to uphold my position.
I knew now that I had to put my feelings aside and stop acting like I want to go out with Goten. It was still ok to be his friend, but I had to quit acting like his girlfriend. Then when Trunks sees I'm still single, he might start to notice me!
The only hard part would be telling Goten!