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I turned over and stared at my fuzzy pink pillow on my bed. So many thoughts about Uub and the homeless camp kept running through my mind.

'Why do you always have to be so damn right Uub?'

I sighed. He was always right about everything. And everything he said made sense in an almost spiritual way. It sickened me actually. He was practically perfect. He's nice, sweet, attractive, smart...

'Attractive?!' I found myself screaming in my mind. 'Where did that come from?!'

I pictured him in my mind. He did have beautiful almost-black eyes that were endless. And even though they were a dark color, you could still find the sweet and caring emotions within them. His eyes were probably the best feature about him, not counting his already muscular body. And... well, I'm not a fan of mohawks, but he flatters them.

And his personality is so... ahh, I dunno what it is, but I know that he's got one of the best personalities out there – always caring for others above himself. That was proved today when he told me about how he visits the homeless camp and brings food to them. That would be an impossible task if you weren't caring or sweet to start out with.

I could probably go on and on about him, but if I said anymore, I wouldn't be able to think straight again. There's so much to say about him, and I would be laying here for hours if I tried to say it all. Oh wait... I've pretty much already been laying here for an hour or so...

My bedroom door suddenly burst open, hitting the wall in the process. I jumped and turned to see who it was.

'Oh no,' I thought as I looked at my angry father. He was glaring at me. I somehow found the courage to glare back. 'What could I have possibly done now?' I thought.

"You forgot to do your chores," he said calmly, but with hints of anger in his voice.

Oh shit. It was my turn. Not like I can tell him I messed up though.

I put down my eyebrow in confusion. "What?" I asked, faking my most confused voice. "I thought it was Burro's turn."

He narrowed his eyes. "You know very well that it was your turn brat!" he retorted. "Now go do them!"

Truth was, I didn't want to do any chores. I hate chores. And since Capsule Corp is so big, there's a lot of them.

I glanced at the clock. 9:30.

I looked back at him.

"But daddy," I whined, "I'm really tired. Today was a busy day and –"

I was cut off by a blast of energy hitting me in the stomach, causing me to scoot back a little on my bed. I almost fell off. It wasn't a ki blast, just a surge of energy waves thank god. But still enough to make me mad.

"What was that for?!" I screamed at him.

"Get up now and go do the frickin chores!" he yelled back.

"It's late! I want to go to bed!" I exclaimed before grabbing the closest pillow and putting it to my face. How I ever thought this idea would work was beyond me at this point.

I yelped as he grabbed my arm forcefully and pulled me off the bed. I still held the pillow to my face with my other hand, squeezing my eyes together in pain. If he breaks my arm...

"Don't mess me with me Bra," he said through clenched teeth. "Now go do the damn chores." Then he dropped me on the ground and stomped out of the room.

Once he was gone, I sighed and twisted my arm around. I winced in pain. Then I went over to my door and yelled, "Yeah, well I can't do the chores if one of my arms is BROKEN!" Then I slammed the door shut and leaned against it for a few minutes before opening it again and walking to my first destination – the aquarium to feed the fish.

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"Hey Uncle Goten, how much time is left?"

I groaned and leaned my head against the window. '3rd time,' I thought. 'That's the 3rd time he's asked that.'

Uncle Goten just chuckled. "Just a few more minutes Vigo."

Vigo squirmed in his seat and looked at me. I rolled my eyes. 'Why did I have to get such an impatient child for a little brother?' I thought angrily. 'And why the hell did I have to sit in the back with him? Why couldn't Uncle Goten move all of his junk in the front seat?'

I heard Vigo whimper. I put my eyebrow down in confusion and turned towards him. "What is WRONG with you?!" I asked angrily.

"Pan, be nice," Uncle Goten mumbled from the front seat, but I could tell he didn't want to get into this.

"The spelling bee is today," Vigo answered me. "And I'm really nervous. I never win at these stupid things! I'm always the first one out!"

"Did you study?" Uncle Goten asked.

"A little..." Vigo said, looked the other way and making a face.

"You can't possibly win if you don't study," I said. "Why didn't dad help you study?" I know dad would of helped him study – even though he's a very busy man, he's always willing to help us.

"Um, cuz I didn't tell him..." Vigo answered nervously, trailing off.

"Oh my god," I said, looking out the window again in disgust.

"Hey Vigo, show Pan your list of words, maybe she can help you study now," Uncle Goten suggested. I shot him a look from the mirror, but Vigo was already handing over his list. I was NOT in the mood to help him do anything – I couldn't sleep last night and I was really tired.

I looked over the list of words. 'Oh my god, these are so easy!' I exclaimed. 'The, to, at, bee...' I quickly skimmed the list before looking up at him. He was looking at me kind of nervously.

"Well?..." he started. "Are you gonna quiz me or not?"

I sighed. I might as well.

I decided to start with number 3, which happened to be 'on.' "Spell 'on'," I said.

One corner of his mouth went up and he looked up at the car roof. "Umm... o... n... e?"

I stared at him, dumbfounded. Who did this kid get his brain from? Cuz it certainly wasn't from dad.

I heard Uncle Goten started "coughing," but I knew he was trying not to laugh.

[Aw man, he's just like me when I was little, Pan!] he sent.

[You were this stupid too?] I sent back.

I heard him chuckle.

[Well, when you've got Grandpa Goku as your dad, what more can you expect?] he replied.

"Hellllloooo?" Vigo asked, waving his hand. "I'm still here..."

I looked at him strangely. "Yes I know," I said matter-of-factly.

"Am I right or wrong?" he asked.

"Wrong."

"What?! That's not fair..."

"You spelled 'one' instead of 'on'. Drop the e and you've got 'on'," I explained.

He just looked at me like I was an alien. Well, I kind of am, but... ahhh – "Just forget it!" I said to him, and myself, before throwing the list at him and turning back to the window. Thank god school was finally in sight.

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"Now, this is why x equals 4... You must first send this over to the other side... then solve this side... then you divide by 2..."

Oh my god. I cannot stand this. She has been going over this stupid problem forever. Whenever someone makes a careless mistake, or says 3 instead of 4, then she'll go over the whole problem.

Now I'm actually starting to wish Mr. Wilch was here. But no, he had to go on a vacation with his nephews since they were in town this weekend. This is why we have Ms. Berry as our substitute. She's probably the worst substitute out there. Thank god she's not a teacher.

Someone poked me. I turned to look at my blonde friend.

"Don't fall asleep," Marlene whispered harshly, still staring at the board.

I rolled my eyes and put my head down in my arms again. What does she care if I fall asleep or not? She knows I make better grades than her, and sometimes I think she competes with me. So if she is competing with me, wouldn't she like it if I fell asleep?

Just thinking about that made me tired. I felt my eyelids slowly start drooping, staring at the back of Leila's head the whole time. Her long brown hair that was highlighted with blonde strips here and there...

Suddenly I found myself at a world tournament arena. I was watching my little brother fight an almost human-like figure with green hair, purple eyes, and a green tail. His nails were very long, and his skin was fairly dark. When he talked to Burro, his snake-like tongue would reveal itself every now and then. It was a scary creature to look at.

I looked at the people around me. I saw my father, Trunks, Goten, Gohan, Pan, and Vigo. Were all the Saiyans here or something?

Yes, they were all here, and were accompanied by villains from a few years ago – Bebi, Super 17, and the seven dragons. Why were they all here?

There was a blackout and I found myself on the ring facing the green haired monster. Had my brother lost without me watching?

The battle started. We were even at first, but I could tell that he was holding back. I went Super Saiyan and he fought a little harder. But I was gradually tiring out, and he soon had the advantage.

I was somehow able to pause the battle to look around me again. The ring was now in a deserted grassland with no audience. Most of my family and the other Saiyans were on the ground, as if they had been beaten by this monster also. The childhood villains somehow disappeared.

I looked back at this green haired monster. Now, his skin had turned green, his lips purple, his ears pointed, barely any nose, and his green tail was a lot longer. He didn't look human anymore.

He fired an enormous ki blast at me. I watch it come closer and closer and closer... until someone grabbed me and pulled me out of the way –

My eyes shot open as I landed on the ground – hard. I heard people laughing around me. I looked around – I was back in math. But where was everyone? Was class over?

"Haha, you slept through the whole class Bra," I heard someone say behind me.

I stood up and turned around. Leila, her boyfriend Tommy, her best friend Crystal, and her boyfriend Mark were all standing around me. Tommy was holding my chair.

'Did they pull out my chair from under me... while I was still in it?' I asked myself. God, what was up with all these questions?!

I found myself yawning. They looked at my strangely.

"What?" I asked. "I'm tired." Then I turned around and gathered all my stuff before walking out the door.

I almost ran into Pan, who was by the door waiting for me.

"What took you so long?!" she asked. "I've been waiting here for 5 minutes –"

"I fell asleep," I simply answered.

Pan smirked. "Is that why Marlene marched out of the classroom and when I asked where you were she didn't answer?"

I smirked too. "Probably."

We started walking to the cafeteria together, but I stopped. Pan looked back at me.

"Do you have your lunch already?" I asked her.

"Yeah."

"Do you wanna eat outside today?"

"Sure," Pan shrugged, walking towards the cafeteria again.

"I'm serious!" I called behind her, still standing there.

"So am I," she called back, still walking.

"Then where are you going?"

"To the benches in front of the school."

"Oh," I said, running up to her. To get to those benches, we have to pass through the office area, and the cafeteria's right by the office. I guess I thought Pan was walking to the cafeteria even though she told me she was going to sit outside...

I must be really tired.

Suddenly, the dream flooded back into my mind. The tournament, the monster, my savior... wait, who saved me? I didn't get to see. But did the dream really mean something? What a weird one to have in the middle of class...

We opened the door to the hallway that led into the office. For some reason, there was a HUGE crowd lingering in the office made up of mostly girls. They were talking and whispering to each other and then giggling, like they were talking about some boy. Pan and I glanced at each other with disgust before pushing our way up the hallway.

Once we turned the corner, we both gasped, but not loud enough for him to hear. Standing at the front desk was my older brother, with LOTS of girls crowded around him.

Before I knew it, Pan had pushed through the crowd, exclaiming, "Trunks!" before hopping into his arms. He seemed startled when he heard his name, but once he saw who it was, he gladly accepted the hug and relaxed.

I, on the other hand, just stood there. I wanted to do what Pan just did, but I felt like I couldn't. Memories of home after he left had somehow made their way into my mind. He had abandoned us. If he were still living with us, Burro wouldn't be half as bad as he is. Trunks would have put him in line. And, dad would have still favored Burro, but not as bad. Thus, he probably would actually pay attention to me and not punish me for things I never do.

My thoughts were interrupted when he looked at me. Pan had moved away so I could hug him too. She was grinning. I think she still likes my brother.

I made sure no emotion was on my face when I walked over to him and slapped him across his cheek.

"YOU ASSHOLE!" I screamed at him, not caring about the teachers or anyone else around me. "HOW COULD YOU LEAVE US LIKE THAT?! THINGS ARE HORRIBLE BECAUSE OF YOU, AND –"

I was cut off by Trunks grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the office. I wriggled my hand out of his grasp and crossed my arms, glaring at him. He sighed and closed his eyes before asking, "Bra, what is going on?"

"You heard me," I answered coldly.

He put his eyebrow down wearily. "I think we need to talk."

"I think so too," I said as he put his arm around my waist and walked me out to his car. He opened the passenger door for me, but I just waved him off and got in myself. He rolled his eyes and walked around to the other side of the car and got in. I looked out the window at the office while Trunks started the car and took off.

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'They left me,' I thought with my mouth wide open. 'I cannot believe they actually just left the campus without me.'

I could tell that the other girls around me were also shocked, and maybe upset. The one time they actually get to see the super-famous and majorly-hot president of Capsule Corp in person, he just walks off with his sister, never looking back.

WHOA. Majorly-hot?! Where the hell did that come from?!

'Well it's true,' I heard myself answer. I almost slapped my forehead. 'Oh my god I'm going crazy,' I thought as I made my way out of the office and to the cafeteria. I saw Marlene, Uub, Perry, and some of Marlene's other friends sitting at our table. I know they wouldn't mind if I sat with them.

The table was pretty crowded but I squeezed in on the end next to Uub. They looked at me for a brief second but continued on with their conversation. I opened my lunch and started eating it, not caring about what they said. It was about some other girls anyway, how they're bitches or something. Why do girls gossip so much?

"Hey," I heard Uub greet softly, nudging my arm with his elbow so he'd get my attention.

I looked up at him and swallowed. "Hey."

"Where's Bra?"

"She left."

Uub put down his eyebrow in confusion. "By herself?"

"No, with Trunks."

As soon as those words were out of my mouth, two of Marlene's other friends jumped out of their seats.

"TRUNKS WAS HERE?!" they both exclaimed simultaneously.

I nodded my head slowly.

"OH MY GOD!"

"You missed him," I added before they had heart attacks. "He left with Bra."

"HE WHAT?!"

"NO WAY!"

I rolled my eyes and turned back to Uub. He was smirking. "So anyway..." I started, eyeing the two girls out of the corner of my eye. Marlene's seen Trunks before when she's gone over to Bra's house, so this is no big deal. And Perry doesn't really care – he actually looks upset now that the girls are fuming over Trunks instead of him. I almost started laughing.

"Why did they leave?" Uub asked, bringing me out of my wicked thoughts.

"Oh, well Trunks is in town and stopped by the school to say hi to the teachers, but Bra came over and started yelling at him about how he left and about things at home, so he just took her outside and to his car," I explained. I had asked Trunks what he was doing here after I hugged him.

Hugged him... something I would gladly do again.

'Shut UP!' I heard myself screaming in my mind. I closed my eyes for a brief second and then opened them, only to look into the dark, yet caring, eyes of Uub.

"Something on your mind?" he asked.

I sighed. "Maybe," I answered. Should I tell him about Trunks?

He lifted his eyebrows and smiled softly at me. I slowly smiled at him and rolled my eyes. "Fine I'll tell you," I said before standing up, grabbing his arm, and walking out of the cafeteria.

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"... And now, all dad does is yell at me because of Burro's lies," I finished up, choking on tears. But there was no way I was going to cry now. Not in front of him.

Trunks looked at me, dumbfounded. "I can't believe all this is happening..." he mumbled, leaning back in his chair.

"Of course you can't believe it – your never home to see it!" I retorted.

He rolled his eyes. "Bra, I'm the president of Capsule Corporation, I'm very busy traveling, I don't have time to do much of anything, let alone visit with you," he said wearily. "Like today. I just got back, and since the airports right by the school I figured I would drop by to say hi, but instead I find myself here with you," he added, looking around the café. It was a nice café actually. I don't know why he was complaining.

"So you're saying you don't even have time to call your family at night to say hello?" I asked. He barely ever calls.

He shrugged his shoulders, looking at me the whole time with his head tilted. He was being sarcastic – it was written all over his face.

"Trunks!" I exclaimed, moving to the edge of my chair. "You know very well that you haven't been calling us! You have basically abandoned us, especially me! You were always there for me to turn to, and now I have no one..." Tears were welling up in my eyes again.

Once Trunks saw them his face softened. "Bra, I'm sorry," he said, actually sorry this time. I could tell by his voice. "I really am. I know things at home have worsened – Goten told me, but –"

"What?" I interrupted him. "Goten told you? You've been talking to Goten?!"

Trunks nodded slowly. "Yeah, he calls sometimes –"

I couldn't believe this. Goten has actually kept in touch with my brother this whole time and never mentioned it to us. And, Trunks basically just told me that he has time to talk to Goten, but not his family.

"Oh, so you can talk to him, but not your family?" I interrupted again, leaning back in my chair with arms crossed, glaring.

Trunks sighed. "Bra, he calls at midnight! I don't think mom would like it if I called at midnight to talk."

I blinked a few times. He did have a point.

"Oh..." I said, trailing off.

"Okay look Bra, I'm really sorry about before, but I'm here now, right?" he said. I could tell he wanted forgiveness, but it was still hard for me to forgive him after all this time. He's been traveling around the world for almost a year and a half now, and the last time he stopped by was for two days about... six months ago. I remember how happy I was when I first saw him – only for him to tell me that'd he have to leave after two days anyway.

"How long are you staying?" I asked slowly. This time, I made sure I was ready for an answer like before.

But he grinned. "Possibly a month, three weeks at the least!" he answered happily.

My eyebrows went up in surprise. "Are you serious?" I asked, feeling happiness take over me like him.

"Why wouldn't I be?" he asked, in an obvious tone.

I couldn't stop myself from jumping out of my seat and running over to him, engulfing him in a big huge.

"That's great Trunks!" I exclaimed, squeezing him hard. He's got so much to catch up on with me and Goten and Uub and Pan... Oh yeah, Pan! 'Maybe he'll start feeling an attraction for her...' I thought mischievously. I always thought the two would make an awesome couple. And it would be so cool to have Pan as a sister-in-law!

I started jumping up and down with excitement, despite still being latched onto Trunks. So many ideas were running through my mind right now, I could hardly think straight.

"Er, Bra?"

'First things first – Pan, Trunks, Goten, Uub, and me would all have a get together. And since dad will probably be dying to spar with Trunks, they could do that later.'

"Bra, stop!"

'Oh yeah, Marron! Oh my gosh, I haven't talked to her in a while! Of course she'll be dying to see Trunks too, so she'll be invited. Maybe we could all get into one of those clubs...' I smirked as I thought about sneaking into one of those with Pan –

"Bra! –"

"EEP!"

I was snapped back to reality when Trunks's chair flipped backwards and we both fell down – me on top of him. I laid there dumbfounded at first, but then I burst out laughing. Trunks did too. It felt just like old times when we would playfully spar and end up tumbling over each other. The good ol' times...

I didn't realize how much I actually missed Trunks until now. All was forgiven, and it felt like things were actually starting to get better in my life.

So now Trunks is in the story! I wasn't planning on bringing him in so soon, but after re-planning some stuff, I figured it would be better that way. The next chapter will up very soon because I've been looking forward to writing this one and I can't wait much longer hehe.

Oh, btw... this story will eventually lead up to some romance between Bra, Pan, Marron, Trunks, Goten, and Uub. I'm not telling you the couples because it'll ruin the story. I'm sure you can already figure one out now though, and in the next few chappies the other two will become noticeable.

Once again thanks to those who are supporting my story! Tell me what you think – any suggestions are welcomed!