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Homeroom had come and gone without much happenings, in fact, all that did happen was Bulma received yet another copy of her schedule. It seemed a waste of paper being that she was already mailed one, but whatever. Let the school have their kicks.
So she looked over the schedule that would be the rest of her high school career, marking side notes to a few.
1st - English XII required
2nd - Gym required
3rd through 5th - study hall filler
6/7th - Independent Living filler
8th- Lunch
9/10th- Home Ec filler
11th- Study Hall filler
12th- Marching/Symphonic Band required
She smiled, her senior year was pretty easy considering her other years she wasted away in higher courses than necessary, but it was worth it seeing that she didn't have a math class this year or a science (My friend Ashley actually did this. She now only takes English and Art as a required course, the rest are study halls and fillers.) Her senior year would go very nicely.
~*~
Vegeta was not so lucky. Being put in all required classes and one study hall left him to be a bit pissy. He really regretted lazing through his freshman year now that he saw all his friends only with three of four periods of required.
This would be the only time in his life that he would admit a mistake to himself, that's for sure.
Anyway, he was heading to his first period class of riveting calculus. On the way, he happened to run into our hero Son Goku (*insert applause if needed*)!!! "Hey Vegeta! Golly, another fun year of learning, food, gym, food, friends, food, and…um…"
"Food?" Vegeta mumbled.
"YEAH MAN!" This sudden outburst caused a few freshmen to jump and panic, however the upperclassmen were used to Goku's random antics so they didn't even seem to notice. After the hungry look in his eyes passed, Goku finally turned to his best little buddy (I really need to stop picking on Goku's char, huh?) and did the famous Goku smile, "So, Vegeta."
"What Kakkarot?" Oh yeah, Vegeta was annoyed.
"What classes you got this year?"
Without correcting Goku's grammar, Vegeta ripped out his schedule from his back pocket and threw it at Goku's head. Goku being the karate master like miraculously all the other boys at that school (Catch that sarcasm?), he swiftly caught the little wad of uncertain death before it hit it's target. Unfolding it, he skimmed over, "Aww man, we only got three classes together. Gym, lunch, and study hall!"
"Oh darn," Vegeta once again mumbled as he walked into his classroom, totally ignoring his friend waving goodbye as he took off to English.
~*~
Bulma had just settled into her English seat next to Juu, or as she was infamously called, 18. Why 18 you ask? That's the number of men she had killed in her lifetime.
Just playing.
She was simply called 18 because she was the baby of 18 children. Her family bred like bunnies over the last few years and instead of learning their birth names, Mr. Gero just yelled out numbers. All of her brothers were at college or matured adults already, all except her twin, 17, but I'll get to him later.
Anyhoo, Bulma had just put down her backpack when Goku came running in to be followed by the bell. In stepped Miss Hilker (I love this woman), their teacher for the year. She had short dirty blonde hair and green eyes, looking somewhat nervous being her first year teaching out of college. The 24 year old quickly approached the front of the class, all the girls wondering what the year would hold while the guys, minus the ever so A.D.D. Goku, had little hearts in their eyes. Miss Hilker began her first day of school speech, very uneventful for the class but to see that she cursed, was still in her college attitude, and didn't want to do much with the year then sit back and cruise on by. What do you know, she matched the class. (My teacher, Miss Hilker, is AWESOME!!! She is 24 and already earned her masters!)
Bulma was a bit shocked of her language but smiled it off, this would be an easy year. Goku started to freak out when he heard about something called a senior research paper.
~*~
Vegeta, on the other hand, was not so lucky. He had discovered he had left his book bag in his car by this time and that he shared his horrible math class with the "harpy" a.k.a. Chi Chi. Not only was his teacher, Mrs. Hare(*flicks her off*), a complete bitch, but she had buckteeth and resembled that of an ugly rabbit. More like a road kill rabbit. Either way she was nasty and he hated her in less than a minute of her speech. Not that that is surprising for Vegeta, but this was a special hate.
So, in true Vegeta-style, he put his head down for the rest of the period while the ever-so-busy Chi Chi wrote down every syllable that escaped the teacher's lips.
~*~
Meantime, Krillen slept through first period study hall. Oh yeah, he was loving this arrangement.
~*~
First period came and went and soon so did all the others (mostly because I don't care about them). Finally it was time for lunch. Ah yes, lunch. The time when friends could come together in harmony for a half hour and talk without worrying about running to their next classroom. Within minutes the group had assembled at their lunch table. The attendees included: Bulma, Chi Chi, 18, Lunch, and Marron (blue haired one, duh). The table next to held Goku, Vegeta, Tien, Krillen, and Yamcha. They would have sat together but a table can only hold so much and the girls really didn't care about what the guys had to talk about nor vice versa. Currently, at the girl table, the discussion was about Bulma.
"Seriously Bulma," Chi Chi started, "you haven't dated anyone since your sophomore year! TWO YEARS, BULMA!"
"Yeah," replied 18, "what's up with that? You're not goin dyke are ya?" She wiggled her eyebrows and got hit with a pretzel from Bulma.
"Yeah right, 18. I just haven't met anyone I like yet. Don't want to waste my time on pathetic losers ya know." She quickly gulped her pop before they could notice the waver of her voice. She was used to this kind of pressure to date from Chi Chi, but 18. Well, 18 never mentioned it before nor seemed to care.
"Look here," Chi Chi replied quickly, "there are a ton of available guys at this school. I mean, look at Tien and Lunch! They used to hate each other and now they've been together for a while."
"Uh, it's been a week, Chi." Chi Chi shot Lunch a look that said 'shut up I'm making a point' before returning to look at Bulma.
"You just can't judge a book by it's cover, B. You need to take a chance. Tell you what. I'm setting you up with Yamcha. You used to go out freshmen year before he moved and now that he's back I don't see why you can't start up again."
"Chi, I…"
"NO BUTS YOUNG LADY! YOU ARE GOING ON A DATE AND THAT'S THAT!"
By this time the whole cafeteria was looking at Chi Chi. It's a shame because they all missed the private look shared between Bulma and Vegeta as Chi Chi made it known how rude the rest of the cafeteria were for intruding in their conversation.
Lunch break had come and gone as well as the students, leaving only Bulma and Vegeta behind for a split second before they, too, left.
~*~
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Homeroom had come and gone without much happenings, in fact, all that did happen was Bulma received yet another copy of her schedule. It seemed a waste of paper being that she was already mailed one, but whatever. Let the school have their kicks.
So she looked over the schedule that would be the rest of her high school career, marking side notes to a few.
1st - English XII required
2nd - Gym required
3rd through 5th - study hall filler
6/7th - Independent Living filler
8th- Lunch
9/10th- Home Ec filler
11th- Study Hall filler
12th- Marching/Symphonic Band required
She smiled, her senior year was pretty easy considering her other years she wasted away in higher courses than necessary, but it was worth it seeing that she didn't have a math class this year or a science (My friend Ashley actually did this. She now only takes English and Art as a required course, the rest are study halls and fillers.) Her senior year would go very nicely.
~*~
Vegeta was not so lucky. Being put in all required classes and one study hall left him to be a bit pissy. He really regretted lazing through his freshman year now that he saw all his friends only with three of four periods of required.
This would be the only time in his life that he would admit a mistake to himself, that's for sure.
Anyway, he was heading to his first period class of riveting calculus. On the way, he happened to run into our hero Son Goku (*insert applause if needed*)!!! "Hey Vegeta! Golly, another fun year of learning, food, gym, food, friends, food, and…um…"
"Food?" Vegeta mumbled.
"YEAH MAN!" This sudden outburst caused a few freshmen to jump and panic, however the upperclassmen were used to Goku's random antics so they didn't even seem to notice. After the hungry look in his eyes passed, Goku finally turned to his best little buddy (I really need to stop picking on Goku's char, huh?) and did the famous Goku smile, "So, Vegeta."
"What Kakkarot?" Oh yeah, Vegeta was annoyed.
"What classes you got this year?"
Without correcting Goku's grammar, Vegeta ripped out his schedule from his back pocket and threw it at Goku's head. Goku being the karate master like miraculously all the other boys at that school (Catch that sarcasm?), he swiftly caught the little wad of uncertain death before it hit it's target. Unfolding it, he skimmed over, "Aww man, we only got three classes together. Gym, lunch, and study hall!"
"Oh darn," Vegeta once again mumbled as he walked into his classroom, totally ignoring his friend waving goodbye as he took off to English.
~*~
Bulma had just settled into her English seat next to Juu, or as she was infamously called, 18. Why 18 you ask? That's the number of men she had killed in her lifetime.
Just playing.
She was simply called 18 because she was the baby of 18 children. Her family bred like bunnies over the last few years and instead of learning their birth names, Mr. Gero just yelled out numbers. All of her brothers were at college or matured adults already, all except her twin, 17, but I'll get to him later.
Anyhoo, Bulma had just put down her backpack when Goku came running in to be followed by the bell. In stepped Miss Hilker (I love this woman), their teacher for the year. She had short dirty blonde hair and green eyes, looking somewhat nervous being her first year teaching out of college. The 24 year old quickly approached the front of the class, all the girls wondering what the year would hold while the guys, minus the ever so A.D.D. Goku, had little hearts in their eyes. Miss Hilker began her first day of school speech, very uneventful for the class but to see that she cursed, was still in her college attitude, and didn't want to do much with the year then sit back and cruise on by. What do you know, she matched the class. (My teacher, Miss Hilker, is AWESOME!!! She is 24 and already earned her masters!)
Bulma was a bit shocked of her language but smiled it off, this would be an easy year. Goku started to freak out when he heard about something called a senior research paper.
~*~
Vegeta, on the other hand, was not so lucky. He had discovered he had left his book bag in his car by this time and that he shared his horrible math class with the "harpy" a.k.a. Chi Chi. Not only was his teacher, Mrs. Hare(*flicks her off*), a complete bitch, but she had buckteeth and resembled that of an ugly rabbit. More like a road kill rabbit. Either way she was nasty and he hated her in less than a minute of her speech. Not that that is surprising for Vegeta, but this was a special hate.
So, in true Vegeta-style, he put his head down for the rest of the period while the ever-so-busy Chi Chi wrote down every syllable that escaped the teacher's lips.
~*~
Meantime, Krillen slept through first period study hall. Oh yeah, he was loving this arrangement.
~*~
First period came and went and soon so did all the others (mostly because I don't care about them). Finally it was time for lunch. Ah yes, lunch. The time when friends could come together in harmony for a half hour and talk without worrying about running to their next classroom. Within minutes the group had assembled at their lunch table. The attendees included: Bulma, Chi Chi, 18, Lunch, and Marron (blue haired one, duh). The table next to held Goku, Vegeta, Tien, Krillen, and Yamcha. They would have sat together but a table can only hold so much and the girls really didn't care about what the guys had to talk about nor vice versa. Currently, at the girl table, the discussion was about Bulma.
"Seriously Bulma," Chi Chi started, "you haven't dated anyone since your sophomore year! TWO YEARS, BULMA!"
"Yeah," replied 18, "what's up with that? You're not goin dyke are ya?" She wiggled her eyebrows and got hit with a pretzel from Bulma.
"Yeah right, 18. I just haven't met anyone I like yet. Don't want to waste my time on pathetic losers ya know." She quickly gulped her pop before they could notice the waver of her voice. She was used to this kind of pressure to date from Chi Chi, but 18. Well, 18 never mentioned it before nor seemed to care.
"Look here," Chi Chi replied quickly, "there are a ton of available guys at this school. I mean, look at Tien and Lunch! They used to hate each other and now they've been together for a while."
"Uh, it's been a week, Chi." Chi Chi shot Lunch a look that said 'shut up I'm making a point' before returning to look at Bulma.
"You just can't judge a book by it's cover, B. You need to take a chance. Tell you what. I'm setting you up with Yamcha. You used to go out freshmen year before he moved and now that he's back I don't see why you can't start up again."
"Chi, I…"
"NO BUTS YOUNG LADY! YOU ARE GOING ON A DATE AND THAT'S THAT!"
By this time the whole cafeteria was looking at Chi Chi. It's a shame because they all missed the private look shared between Bulma and Vegeta as Chi Chi made it known how rude the rest of the cafeteria were for intruding in their conversation.
Lunch break had come and gone as well as the students, leaving only Bulma and Vegeta behind for a split second before they, too, left.
~*~
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