Chapter 1
"Samantha."
The 15 year old stretched at her mother's voice.
She moaned. "Samantha Marie Jordan, get your lazy butt outa bed before I
pull you out."
The girl sat up, just as her mother threw the outfit the girl had set out
last night.
"Do you want to be late?"
"Late for what?" , Samantha asked, pulling on her shorts.
Sam had finally talked her mother into talking to Bulma about the job. It
was a few days after school had let out for the summer. Sam was going down
to C.C. to talk to Bulma and check out the place.
"Maaammm," Sam whined sleepily.
"Get up. Bulma's son will be here to pick you up around ten.", her mother
said leaving the room.
Sam looked at her clock on her night stand. 9:45.
"9:45!"
She jumped out of bed, finished dressing, and was attempting to put on her
shoes as she left the room, a bag slung over her shoulder. She would have
the rest of the stuff she would need sent to the house. She would be
staying all summer.
Meanwhile: "Trunks." Bulma's voice sounded over the intercom. "I'm up." "Come here for a minute." Trunks dragged himself out of bed. "I'm comin', I'm comin'," he said to himself. Bra was going to be gone until school started for the next year. Good thing too. He hadn't seen the girl, who was supposed to be coming out for a long while, yet. But Goten had seen her at school. Said she was pretty, sort of aggressive, and stubborn. Trunks would've seen her if he looked but at school, he mainly kept to him self.
He pulled on a tank top and went down to the lab that he knew his mother would be in. "Yeah mom?" "I need you to go and get Samantha for me." "Who?", he picked up some odd contraption off of the desk and sat on the corner. Bulma came out from under her latest work and dusted herself off. "The girl who'll be staying here for the summer, maybe longer." "Oh, right." "So will you?" "Yeah but afterwards she had better stay outa my way." He left the lab, changed, and went to go and pick up Sam. ~~~~~~~~ Sam walked out of the house, dropped her bag onto the steps, and walked out into the yard. She picked up a rabbit, petted in, and set it back down with it's mother. "The guy will probably hate my guts.", she said aloud. "Sure okay, so he might but he might not." She rambled on to herself until she tripped over a rock. "OW! Dangit!" She picked herself up, dusted herself off, and continued to walk. Turning around, she headed back to the house thinking to herself. 'A 17 yr. Old. I'm not so sure I can put up with some cocky guy who probably thinks he's all that. I wonder what he's like?', her thoughts were interrupted when she saw someone walking up to the house, she ducked behind a bush, 'Great, wonder who this guy is?'
"Well, this is perfect, she's not even out here.", Trunks said walking up to the house. He knocked on the door and a voice from inside exclaimed, "Coming!" Minutes later a woman in her late 20s maybe early 30s opened the door. "Oh, you must be the young man from Capsule Corp." "Yes ma'am. You're daughter is...." "My daughter should be around somewhere. She was here a minute ago.", her mother said looking around. "Well, her bag is right here now where is she?" She stepped out onto the steps. "Samantha!"
Sam stepped out from behind the bush and walked toward the house. "Yeah mom?", she said going up the steps.
"Samantha, this is.." "Trunks" "From Capsule Corp., Bulma's son. And Trunks this is my daughter Samantha." "Mom, for the umpteenth time, it's Sam not Samantha. Only you call me that.", the girl said correcting her mother.
Trunks looked from the mother to the daughter, 'Wow they look nothing alike. Not even the same color eyes.', "You ready?", he asked after clearing his throat. "Yeah," Sam answered picking up her bag. "Great then let's get moving.", he said going down the steps. "Okay," she said then, "Bye mom." Sam kissed her mother on the cheek and ran to catch up with Trunks.
"Your not afraid on heights are you?", he asked as they walked away from the house. "No. why?", Sam asked looking over at him. He stopped once they were far enough away from the house. "Come on, I'm going to have to carry you. That is unless you want to walk." Sam didn't plan or like the idea of walking all that way so she cautiously walked closer to him. She didn't know what he was going to do but when he picked her up (fireman style), her heart started to race.
"You afraid?", he asked trying to hide the smirk. He had sensed the change in her heart speed. "No way?", she asked not directly looking at him. "Just asking. Oh and you might want to close your eyes." "Why?", she looked at him, not liking what she was hearing. "Just trying to help. But we will be going pretty high." Sam automatically closed her eyes. Trunks tried very hard not to laugh as soon as they were off of the ground. He started off in the direction of C.C. Sam reached behind her and pulled her hood over her head. He slowed down as the building was in sight.
When he was hovering about 3 feet above the ground, he let go of her feet and wrapped his arms around his waist. She gasped when he let go of her feet. He held her close. Sam was thinking, ' What the heck is he doing?, oh gosh, what is going on?' She opened her eyes, and before she could react, Trunks turned her around to face him.
Not thinking Sam grabbed hold of the jacket Trunks was wearing and closed her eyes again. He tried as best he could not to laugh as they touched down.
Meanwhile: "Trunks." Bulma's voice sounded over the intercom. "I'm up." "Come here for a minute." Trunks dragged himself out of bed. "I'm comin', I'm comin'," he said to himself. Bra was going to be gone until school started for the next year. Good thing too. He hadn't seen the girl, who was supposed to be coming out for a long while, yet. But Goten had seen her at school. Said she was pretty, sort of aggressive, and stubborn. Trunks would've seen her if he looked but at school, he mainly kept to him self.
He pulled on a tank top and went down to the lab that he knew his mother would be in. "Yeah mom?" "I need you to go and get Samantha for me." "Who?", he picked up some odd contraption off of the desk and sat on the corner. Bulma came out from under her latest work and dusted herself off. "The girl who'll be staying here for the summer, maybe longer." "Oh, right." "So will you?" "Yeah but afterwards she had better stay outa my way." He left the lab, changed, and went to go and pick up Sam. ~~~~~~~~ Sam walked out of the house, dropped her bag onto the steps, and walked out into the yard. She picked up a rabbit, petted in, and set it back down with it's mother. "The guy will probably hate my guts.", she said aloud. "Sure okay, so he might but he might not." She rambled on to herself until she tripped over a rock. "OW! Dangit!" She picked herself up, dusted herself off, and continued to walk. Turning around, she headed back to the house thinking to herself. 'A 17 yr. Old. I'm not so sure I can put up with some cocky guy who probably thinks he's all that. I wonder what he's like?', her thoughts were interrupted when she saw someone walking up to the house, she ducked behind a bush, 'Great, wonder who this guy is?'
"Well, this is perfect, she's not even out here.", Trunks said walking up to the house. He knocked on the door and a voice from inside exclaimed, "Coming!" Minutes later a woman in her late 20s maybe early 30s opened the door. "Oh, you must be the young man from Capsule Corp." "Yes ma'am. You're daughter is...." "My daughter should be around somewhere. She was here a minute ago.", her mother said looking around. "Well, her bag is right here now where is she?" She stepped out onto the steps. "Samantha!"
Sam stepped out from behind the bush and walked toward the house. "Yeah mom?", she said going up the steps.
"Samantha, this is.." "Trunks" "From Capsule Corp., Bulma's son. And Trunks this is my daughter Samantha." "Mom, for the umpteenth time, it's Sam not Samantha. Only you call me that.", the girl said correcting her mother.
Trunks looked from the mother to the daughter, 'Wow they look nothing alike. Not even the same color eyes.', "You ready?", he asked after clearing his throat. "Yeah," Sam answered picking up her bag. "Great then let's get moving.", he said going down the steps. "Okay," she said then, "Bye mom." Sam kissed her mother on the cheek and ran to catch up with Trunks.
"Your not afraid on heights are you?", he asked as they walked away from the house. "No. why?", Sam asked looking over at him. He stopped once they were far enough away from the house. "Come on, I'm going to have to carry you. That is unless you want to walk." Sam didn't plan or like the idea of walking all that way so she cautiously walked closer to him. She didn't know what he was going to do but when he picked her up (fireman style), her heart started to race.
"You afraid?", he asked trying to hide the smirk. He had sensed the change in her heart speed. "No way?", she asked not directly looking at him. "Just asking. Oh and you might want to close your eyes." "Why?", she looked at him, not liking what she was hearing. "Just trying to help. But we will be going pretty high." Sam automatically closed her eyes. Trunks tried very hard not to laugh as soon as they were off of the ground. He started off in the direction of C.C. Sam reached behind her and pulled her hood over her head. He slowed down as the building was in sight.
When he was hovering about 3 feet above the ground, he let go of her feet and wrapped his arms around his waist. She gasped when he let go of her feet. He held her close. Sam was thinking, ' What the heck is he doing?, oh gosh, what is going on?' She opened her eyes, and before she could react, Trunks turned her around to face him.
Not thinking Sam grabbed hold of the jacket Trunks was wearing and closed her eyes again. He tried as best he could not to laugh as they touched down.