Chapter 2
Before you read this please read chapter 1. also i'm not the best writer so bare with me ^_^ k. these characters nor the series is mine so don't sue me I don't got no money 4 nada only 2 get myself 2 school.
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As the week went on, Trunks found himself watching the girls who passed through the dorm, and it was a while before he realized he was looking for the girl on the roof. However, he never saw anyone who looked like her, and after days was ready to give up on his search.
One day he was sitting in the library, leaning back, feet up on a table, the book he was reading was for his English class assignment. But Trunks was not in the mood to read. He ignored the book and stared out at the rain dripping down the window. It had rained since the day on the roof, casting a pall over everything at the campus. Trunks chuckled to himself. Not even a chance to sunbathe on the roof again.
"Hey, Trunks! Your reading that book or hoping to adsorb the plot through your skin?"
Trunks looked in the direction of the cheerful voice to see a classmate of his walking towards him. He then recognized the brunette, she was in his English class and also she was his best friends girlfriend Paris. He greeted her and motioned her to sit.
She perched on the edge of the chair opposite him and said cheerily. "Were is Goten?" she looked around "I guess he's not here is he?"
He nodded. She didn't say anything more, so he resorted to small talk. "Bitch of a book to read, hmm?" e gestured at the novel on his lap. Lindsay shrugged. "I read it last year for another class, so no big deal". She glanced at him ."Do you know Marron Krillin?" she asked out of the blue.
Trunks thought a bit. "Can't say I do. Why?"
"She's my roommate. She was asking about you."
Trunks eyes narrowed. Could it be… "What's she like?"
Paris described her roommate. There was nothing she liked better than a little matchmaking, especially where her overly shy roommate was concerned.
As Trunks listened, he felt his body react as he realized Marron was the girl he had been looking for her. He had been waking in the morning to dreams of her… he had seen her in his fantasies…and now he could have the chance to find the girl. He grinned. "Why don't you give me her number, or tell me when and where to find her? You say she's shy? Maybe I can do something about that.."
Paris took a piece of paper from the notebook she had tucked under the arm. "Her schedule's on there too." She grinned in return. "Good luck. You'll likely need it".
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Marron groaned in frustration. Her math class had to be the most utterly boring class to take. Each day she sat through the class, staring at walls, daydreaming, just letting mind wander. She glanced at her watch. Just about time for the professor to start winding up. Then finally he was gone. With a sign of relief, Marron packed up her notebook and book, tucked them under the arm, and hurriedly left the room.
As she hurried through the door and around the corner, she muttered "Excuse me"' to the large body that suddenly blocked her way. When it didn't move, she glanced up angrily. "Excuse me…" her voice trailed off as she recognized who stood in front of her.
Trunks grinned down at her. "Fancy meeting you here".
Marron felt her face grew hot and she knew she was blushing to the tips of her toes. She stepped sideways and moved forward more quickly than he could block her way again. As she hurried away, Trunks watched her retreat, an amused smile on his face.
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Marron was curled up in her room studying , despite the sun having once again returned. She preferred to study on the roof, but after the last time… her face grew red and her body betraying warm with memory. She shook her head and tried to concentrate on work.
A knock on her door once again distracted her, and she threw it open. "Yes?"
A young man stood before her, holding vase filled with roses. "Delivery for Marron Krillin", the man intoned. "Is this the right address?"
Marron nodded, dumbfounded. For her? She took the roses and with a shaky hand signed the receipt. As she closed the door she checked for a card. Setting down the roses on her bureau, she plucked the tiny envelope from between the flowers. Opening it nervously, she read, "Do you know how hot you make me? I keep remembering what I saw and want so much to see more…- Trunks"
She dropped the card as if it were on fire, and when just as quickly picked it up again before her roommate could find it. She looked around, panicked, wondering where to hide the card. She finally tucked deep inside her socks drawer and tried futilely to return to studying.
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Till the next chapter please keep on reading & reviewing ^_^
Not a very interesting chapter but the next Marron's going to a party *_* and I think the last chapter.
Before you read this please read chapter 1. also i'm not the best writer so bare with me ^_^ k. these characters nor the series is mine so don't sue me I don't got no money 4 nada only 2 get myself 2 school.
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As the week went on, Trunks found himself watching the girls who passed through the dorm, and it was a while before he realized he was looking for the girl on the roof. However, he never saw anyone who looked like her, and after days was ready to give up on his search.
One day he was sitting in the library, leaning back, feet up on a table, the book he was reading was for his English class assignment. But Trunks was not in the mood to read. He ignored the book and stared out at the rain dripping down the window. It had rained since the day on the roof, casting a pall over everything at the campus. Trunks chuckled to himself. Not even a chance to sunbathe on the roof again.
"Hey, Trunks! Your reading that book or hoping to adsorb the plot through your skin?"
Trunks looked in the direction of the cheerful voice to see a classmate of his walking towards him. He then recognized the brunette, she was in his English class and also she was his best friends girlfriend Paris. He greeted her and motioned her to sit.
She perched on the edge of the chair opposite him and said cheerily. "Were is Goten?" she looked around "I guess he's not here is he?"
He nodded. She didn't say anything more, so he resorted to small talk. "Bitch of a book to read, hmm?" e gestured at the novel on his lap. Lindsay shrugged. "I read it last year for another class, so no big deal". She glanced at him ."Do you know Marron Krillin?" she asked out of the blue.
Trunks thought a bit. "Can't say I do. Why?"
"She's my roommate. She was asking about you."
Trunks eyes narrowed. Could it be… "What's she like?"
Paris described her roommate. There was nothing she liked better than a little matchmaking, especially where her overly shy roommate was concerned.
As Trunks listened, he felt his body react as he realized Marron was the girl he had been looking for her. He had been waking in the morning to dreams of her… he had seen her in his fantasies…and now he could have the chance to find the girl. He grinned. "Why don't you give me her number, or tell me when and where to find her? You say she's shy? Maybe I can do something about that.."
Paris took a piece of paper from the notebook she had tucked under the arm. "Her schedule's on there too." She grinned in return. "Good luck. You'll likely need it".
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Marron groaned in frustration. Her math class had to be the most utterly boring class to take. Each day she sat through the class, staring at walls, daydreaming, just letting mind wander. She glanced at her watch. Just about time for the professor to start winding up. Then finally he was gone. With a sign of relief, Marron packed up her notebook and book, tucked them under the arm, and hurriedly left the room.
As she hurried through the door and around the corner, she muttered "Excuse me"' to the large body that suddenly blocked her way. When it didn't move, she glanced up angrily. "Excuse me…" her voice trailed off as she recognized who stood in front of her.
Trunks grinned down at her. "Fancy meeting you here".
Marron felt her face grew hot and she knew she was blushing to the tips of her toes. She stepped sideways and moved forward more quickly than he could block her way again. As she hurried away, Trunks watched her retreat, an amused smile on his face.
$@$@$@$@@$@$@$$@$@$@$@
Marron was curled up in her room studying , despite the sun having once again returned. She preferred to study on the roof, but after the last time… her face grew red and her body betraying warm with memory. She shook her head and tried to concentrate on work.
A knock on her door once again distracted her, and she threw it open. "Yes?"
A young man stood before her, holding vase filled with roses. "Delivery for Marron Krillin", the man intoned. "Is this the right address?"
Marron nodded, dumbfounded. For her? She took the roses and with a shaky hand signed the receipt. As she closed the door she checked for a card. Setting down the roses on her bureau, she plucked the tiny envelope from between the flowers. Opening it nervously, she read, "Do you know how hot you make me? I keep remembering what I saw and want so much to see more…- Trunks"
She dropped the card as if it were on fire, and when just as quickly picked it up again before her roommate could find it. She looked around, panicked, wondering where to hide the card. She finally tucked deep inside her socks drawer and tried futilely to return to studying.
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Till the next chapter please keep on reading & reviewing ^_^
Not a very interesting chapter but the next Marron's going to a party *_* and I think the last chapter.