Eighteen parked her car in the parking lot. 'Gees it smells like smoke
around here.' She thought 'What the hell is that smell?' She looked around
and saw a big dumpster. Behind it were three guys smoking weed. One off
them had long spiky hair. 'That explains it. What kind off a school is
this? I wouldn't be shocked to see people making out here.'
Eighteen then left the parking lot. She then walked over to the front of the school. She read a sign that said "Dragon High: Were futures are made." 'Futures off what, Psycho killers?' She then walked into the hall way. There she saw a sign that some one made saying "Welcome to the 'Dragon hall': Were it smells like a Dragon's b..."
The rest of the sentence was cut off. Eighteen couldn't help but laugh. It looked as if the Deans saw it a ripped the end off. Eighteen then walked over to her home room. She was very antisocial so she sat it the far back. 'Its bad enough I have to come to this school. Let alone have to socialize with anyone.' More and more students walked in.
"Ok class settle down." said an overly perky teacher. "Sit down all you happy seniors then I'll take roll."
'Give me a break. I wish Seventeen was here. He's not afraid to speak his mind like I am.'
"Ok class. Welcome back to school! I'm your homeroom teacher Ms. Troy. So how does it feel to be seniors? Sad that you have to leave?"
'No. I just got here and I wish I could leave.' Eighteen then when off in a daze until she hears her name being called.
"Juuchachigou. Juuchachigou are you here?"
"Just call me Eighteen." 'I hate my name.'
"Oh. Ok Hun." She then rewrote her name in her attendant's sheet. "Welcome to Dragon high." She looked back on her sheet "Krillin. Krillin are you here?" There was no respond. "Krillin..If you're here tell me, if your not I'll mark you gone and I'm not joking." No respond. "Ok. Then he's not here."
The bell rung and Eighteen ran out.
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Bulma walked into her third period class and looked around. 'I really hope I don't have to spend my English class with Yamcha again.' though Bulma. She looked around and saw a blue haired girl sitting one some jock kissing him.
"Well well, if it isn't the band slut Maron, over an other man. What number is this Maron? Number 36 of this week?"
"Shut up Bulma." Said Maron "You're just jealous."
"Jealous? Of what your 'slut moves'? Tell me Maron how many 'boyfriends' have you had since Krillin, 10, 20, 109?"
"I've had a lot since then." She then gave an evil smile "That was over two years ago."
"You're a sick bitch you know that? Krillin still hasn't really gotten over the way you used him."
"Oh well. That clown needs to get over me." She throws her hair back.
"If I recall He broke up with you."
"Whatever. That relationship sucked anyway. I was going to break it off sooner or later."
"You're sick Maron." Bulma then walked over to the far side of the room, as far a way from Maron as she could.
"Ok class. Sit down and well start." Said the teacher
Eighteen was one of the last students to get into the class. The guy she saw before behind the dumpster pushed her into the wall. "Out of my way woman."
"What the hell Jackass!" He just gave her the finger and sat down next to Bulma.
"Hey baby." said Bulma as she kissed her boyfriend. "Were have you been and why do you smell strongly off men's clone?"
"Oh. I was working on my dad's car and smelled like oil so I put some on."
'Car my ass.' thought Eighteen 'You were one of the guys I saw smoking weed this morning.' She then took her set next to Maron and her boyfriend. They were all over each other. 'Oh great. How many couples are in this room?' She looked around and saw at lest 5. Eighteen has never been in love or has ever had a crush.
"Ok class. Welcome to your English/Shakespeare class. I'm your teacher Mr. Brawly." He then took a good look around the room. "Can all couples please retain from sucking or trying to rip off one an others faces by so called kissing. Some off us here would like to keep are breakfast."
Eighteen laughed as all the couples moved. 'I think I just mite like this class.'
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"Schools Out! 3:00!" Goku yelled
"Goku you better not start playing your trumpet!" Bulma said as her and Vegeta walked over.
"Who said I was going to play my trumpet?" said Goku "Now that schools out I get to play my new GBA game." He then took it out and started to play Pokemon Ruby. "I just got to the first gym leader."
"Man, you are a geek." Vegeta said as he took out a cigarette. He lit it and started to smoke it when Bulma took it out of his mouth.
"I thought you told me you quit smoking?!"
"Hey. I said I would quit smoking weed." He took back his cigarette. "This isn't weed."
"Vegeta if you don't stop this you're going to kill your self." She then hugged him from the back. "Then what am I going to do?"
"Babe, There's nothing you can do alright? I've been doing drugs since I was 10. You can't change me now, women."
Bulma then pushed him away and walked away mad.
"Woman." said Vegeta as he rolled his eyes.
"Hey Vegeta!" yelled a man with long black hair. "D.A.S.A.P! I got the B.E.E.R.!
"Oh ya." Vegeta then throw out his cigarette. "Be there A.S.A.B.W.L.M."
"Huh?"
"As Soon As Bulma Will Let Me, you moron!" He then walked into the band room and hugged Bulmer from behind. "Hey baby, I'm sorry about the little cigarette ok. If it makes you feel any better, I threw it out."
"You did! I'm proud of you!" She then turned and hugged him.
"Yaw baby. I'm going to have to be a little late for practice. Me and the boys are going throw out most of are cigarettes out at the dumpster. So I maybe a little late."
"Well ok then." Bumla then gave a frown
"See ya then baby." He kissed her then ran got the door.
ChiChi then came by to Bulma. "Hey does that mean he's quieting?"
"No. If he comes back smelling like men's clone then he was drinking again. He lies to me all the time." Bulma started to cry a little bit.
"Hey don't cry. Maybe he'll stop. You know he loves you more then he loves to drink."
"Your right ChiChi. Thank you." She gave her a hug and they sat down to talk.
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Eighteen slowly started to make her way to the band room. She saw Goku playing his game out side the room.
'What is he playing? Pokemon? Isn't that a child's game? What a dork.' She then walked into the band room. She saw people playing with there instruments.
Yamcha was playing with the tenor saxophone. He played the C scale and then saw Eighteen. He stared at her for a while.
'Is he staring at my breast? How sick.' He then walked over to her. 'Oh shit.'
"Hi. My name is Yamcha. What is yours?"
Eighteen noticed he was still staring at her boobs "Eighteen"
"Eighteen, that's a nice name. I never noticed how nice that name is."
Eighteen was pissed "Ya and if hadn't noticed these two things are my eyes." She pointed to her eyes. "Not these you pervert."
Bulma heard and was laughing her eyes off. Yamcha blushed and heard her laughing. "Ha Yamcha. That's what you get for being you!"
Yamcha then walked off. Bulma then walked over to Eighteen. "Sorry about that. Ever since he grew into puberty his been a pervert. I should know."
"Just have him stay away from me, ok." Eighteen stared to walk off when ChiChi stopped her.
"Hey wait! My name is ChiChi and this is Bulma. What was your name again?"
"Eighteen."
"Hi Eighteen. What interment do you play?"
"I play drum set, but what drum can I march with. I can march with all of them."
"Your right. Maybe you can play the bass drum."
"No ChiChi she can't remember? All the spots for bass drum have been filled. Remember all the new freshmen that came in?"
"Oh your right!" ChiChi then looked at Eighteen.
"It's ok. I'll just take whatever is there. I can play it." Then she walked it to a corner.
"Hey everyone!" yelled a man as he walked in. "Hoes everyone?
"Hey Tien, nice drawn eye ball one your head. You get better at that eye every year." said ChiChi
"Actually, I didn't draw it on. It's tattooed."
"YOU WHAT?" yelled Bulma and ChiChi
'HE WHAT? That's so gutsy'
"Ya I got a tattoo it hurt like hell but hey it was wroth it!"
Just then Yamcha walked in. "Oh hey Tie..Whoooo! Is that a tattoo?"
"Well nothing gets passed you Yamcha." said Bulma.
"Shut up Bulma. So what made you get a tattoo Tien?"
"Well I got tried of drawing it. That and Krillin dared me to for 40 bucks. Where's that mopped haired midget? I want my money."
"Oh don't you remember Tien?" yelled Goku from out side. "He has to go to work for 2 weeks, to pay the school off then he can come back."
"He has to what?" asked Eighteen with a puzzled look on her face.
"Oh our friend Krillin's dad won't pay for his education so he has to work for it." explained ChiChi. "He works at a place called the Turtle Hermit. It's a bicycle shop. He makes the bicycles."
'A bicycles shop called the "Turtle Hermit"?' "He makes the bicycles?"
"Ya since he can't really count the money, cause he miss his math class, he makes up for it by helping assemble the bicycles." Said Bulma "His psychical strength makes up for his stupidity."
"Damn and wanted to see the look on his face when he saw my tattoo." Said Tien " All well has anyone seen Chaozu yet? Or Lunch?"
"No I have seen ether of then yet." Said Yamcha "I saw Lunch in my Spanish class but that was it."
"Oh ok." Tien then took a set next to the door.
"Ok people its 3:10 lets get started!" yelled a tall man as he walked in.
'Holy Shit! That man is green! Is he the teacher?'
"Hey Piccolo! What's going on?" said Yamcha
"Hey what did I tell you. During the school hours you have to call me Mr. Nam. Not Piccolo or you'll get in trouble."
'No way! I must be dreaming or some thing!'
"Roll call every one. Please take your sets." Yelled Piccolo as he picked up his grade book.
Every one came and sat down except Eighteen. She just stood in the back.
"All right. You know the drill by now. Tien."
"Here."
"Chaozu." A short man panted white with a black hat ran in.
*Huff, Huff,* "Here!" *huff*
"Bulma"
"Here."
"ChiChi"
"Here."
"Goku....Goku....GOKU!"
"Huh? Oh here!" Goku yelled from out side. He then put his Game boy away and ran in next to ChiChi. "Sorry. I'm here."
"Good. Any way Travis."
"Here"
"Jenny"
"Here"
"Yamcha"
"Here"
"Maron"
"Here."
"Mike"
"What? I'm here."
"Julia"
"Here I am"
"Juuhachigou"
"It's Eighteen."
"I'm sorry?" Piccolo looked up. "Here it says your name is Juu ...."
"Just call me Eighteen. I don't like to be called Juuhachigou. For my own personal reasons."
"Well then 'Eighteen' it's nice to have you in our band. I'll talk to about what interment you'll play after roll call."
'Whatever.'
"Ok moving on. Krillin?
"Oh his working again, remember Piccolo?" said Goku "He told you yesterday."
"Oh ya that's right. I'm going to miss that goof ball Anyway..." 10 people later "Vegeta"
Bulma looked around for him then looked down.
"Vegeta..Vegeta. That man has to get his ideas striate." He marked him off. "Raditz." No answer. "Ok Nappa." No answer. "Damn it! Those guys need to get there butts to class. I'm tried off this! Ok then last but not least a...Lunch."
"Here." Tien then turned and saw lunch at the door. He her a small smile and waved. She waved back.
"All right, today all we will be doing today is working on scales and rhymic patterns. Tomorrow I'll give you your music. He are this year' principal players." He then takes out a different sheet of paper with many names on it. "Ok then, a..First trumpet this year is Goku Son."
"Ya, Cool." Goku yelled with his arm it the air.
"First Clarinet will be Bulma Briefs"
"Finally"
"First Flute is ChiChi Mao"
"Yes!"
"First Sax is Yamcha.." *don't know his last name*
"Ya baby! In your face Bulma!"
"What do I care if you get first sax baka!" said Bulma "Its drum major what I really care for ass!"
"Can we please stop talking after every name? I'll never get throw this list. Ok then a..head of battery is Vegeta Sayain. Pit captain will be Tien Shan. Principal Brass will be Goku..."
"Ah man." Said Goku "I wanted Krillin to be head of brass."
"Goku did you forget? First trumpet is always head of brass." Said ChiChi "And besides I don't think Krillin would make a good captain cause of his goofing off."
"Your right about that ChiChi." Said Bulma as she started to laugh.
"What did I say about talking?" yelled Piccolo. "Its all ready 3:50 and all I've done is roll call. Please shut up!" "Sorry Piccolo." Every one expect Eighteen yelled.
"I said SHUT UP!" he slammed his hand on the desk. "Ouch! Damn it!" Everyone started to laugh even Eighteen. "Ok, ok that it. Where was I? Oh and last but not least Drum major is ChiChi."
"What?" yelled ChiChi as she stood up. "Me? What about Bulma she worked hard for it?"
"ChiChi just sit. That's what I came to. Now every one get your sections." As every one moved to get there interments Piccolo walked over to Eighteen. "So Eighteen. What interment do you want to play or do you play one already?"
"I play drum set. I guess I'll play what ever drum you have opened."
"Good. Let me see what drum we have opened." He looked on his list. His eyes then opened wide. "Well! How good are you at the drum set?"
"Pretty Good. Why?"
"How do you feel about playing Snare?"
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Vegeta fell to the floor. "Maybe I had one to many."
"Hey where's that clone we use?" said Raditz "We smell strong of beer and we still have to get to band class."
"Damn it! I told her I'd be there this time too!"
"Breaking another promise Vegeta?"
"Shut up. I just told her I'd be there and I will. Now, where is that Kami forsaken clone!"
"Looking for this?" They looked up to see Nappa standing over them.
"Nappa were have you been man?" said Raditz "You missed it."
"I had things to do. Here's yours the clone."
They sprayed it on and ran to the band run tripping and falling.
Vegeta fell face first in to the band room. "Vegeta!" yelled Bulma as she ran to him putting down her Clarinet and hugged him. "Where have you been? I've been worried si..."
"Get off me women, That's none of your business." He pushed her out off the way. "I have to get my drum and practices. Come on Guys." They all left. When they leaved the room Bulma stared to cry.
"He told me he stopped. Why won't he listen to me?" cried Bulma as ChiChi started to comfort her.
"Don't worry about it to much Bulma. Come on let's try and finish the woodwind sectional."
"Having boy trouble I see." Said Maron as she put down her Alto sax. "I can give you some tips if you want." She gave her an evil smile.
"Can it slut." Said Bulma. "The day I listen to your advice will be the day I die."
"Can we stop wasting time and get to playing?" said Yamcha. "I need to the practice."
"I agree that you do." said Bulma.
"Shut up Bulma." Yamcha said as he rolled his eyes.
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Piccolo watched Eighteen play the snare. To his and her surprise she was extremely good. She could do 3 stroke rolls, rolls, and flams.
"Well Eighteen. Your very good as a matter of fact, Your just as good as the over drummers that have been here for 4 years."
"Really? Are you serious?"
"Yes. We have are new snare player." He then gave her a piece of paper that had rhymes patterns. "Practice this for today and I'll give you the real music tomorrow."
Just then Vegeta and the gang walked in. "Well, well if it isn't the other half of our drum core. The others are out in the parking lot practicing."
"Ok then Mr. Nam. We'll just take our little drums and be outta here." Said Vegeta He picked up he's harnet and put it on.
"Hold it right there you there. We have a new drummer." Said Piccolo
"Who would that be?" said Raditz
"Names Eighteen." They saw Eighteen with the snare on. 'Oh no shit!! That's the Jackass from my English class.' "What's she doing on the snare?" asked Nappa.
"She's our new snare player. She is just as good as the three of you, maybe even better." Said Piccolo. Vegeta then gave her an evil look. "Now go out there. I know there wanting for there Captain." He hit Vegeta in the arm, signaling that he was the drum captain. He then left the room.
"Well then." Said Vegeta as the have Eighteen a glare. "You better not be as good as me. That is if you want to stay alive around her. I'm the best drummer in this school and no one is going to take that away from me. Got it?"
"Whatever jackass. I'm in no competition with you. Stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours." She then left for the parking lot.
"Hmm." He then put the tenors on. "Come on. Lets see want this girl is made of." He then walked out side. Nappa then put on the other tenors and Raditz the other snare. They all walked out for the parking lot.
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Eighteen then left the parking lot. She then walked over to the front of the school. She read a sign that said "Dragon High: Were futures are made." 'Futures off what, Psycho killers?' She then walked into the hall way. There she saw a sign that some one made saying "Welcome to the 'Dragon hall': Were it smells like a Dragon's b..."
The rest of the sentence was cut off. Eighteen couldn't help but laugh. It looked as if the Deans saw it a ripped the end off. Eighteen then walked over to her home room. She was very antisocial so she sat it the far back. 'Its bad enough I have to come to this school. Let alone have to socialize with anyone.' More and more students walked in.
"Ok class settle down." said an overly perky teacher. "Sit down all you happy seniors then I'll take roll."
'Give me a break. I wish Seventeen was here. He's not afraid to speak his mind like I am.'
"Ok class. Welcome back to school! I'm your homeroom teacher Ms. Troy. So how does it feel to be seniors? Sad that you have to leave?"
'No. I just got here and I wish I could leave.' Eighteen then when off in a daze until she hears her name being called.
"Juuchachigou. Juuchachigou are you here?"
"Just call me Eighteen." 'I hate my name.'
"Oh. Ok Hun." She then rewrote her name in her attendant's sheet. "Welcome to Dragon high." She looked back on her sheet "Krillin. Krillin are you here?" There was no respond. "Krillin..If you're here tell me, if your not I'll mark you gone and I'm not joking." No respond. "Ok. Then he's not here."
The bell rung and Eighteen ran out.
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Bulma walked into her third period class and looked around. 'I really hope I don't have to spend my English class with Yamcha again.' though Bulma. She looked around and saw a blue haired girl sitting one some jock kissing him.
"Well well, if it isn't the band slut Maron, over an other man. What number is this Maron? Number 36 of this week?"
"Shut up Bulma." Said Maron "You're just jealous."
"Jealous? Of what your 'slut moves'? Tell me Maron how many 'boyfriends' have you had since Krillin, 10, 20, 109?"
"I've had a lot since then." She then gave an evil smile "That was over two years ago."
"You're a sick bitch you know that? Krillin still hasn't really gotten over the way you used him."
"Oh well. That clown needs to get over me." She throws her hair back.
"If I recall He broke up with you."
"Whatever. That relationship sucked anyway. I was going to break it off sooner or later."
"You're sick Maron." Bulma then walked over to the far side of the room, as far a way from Maron as she could.
"Ok class. Sit down and well start." Said the teacher
Eighteen was one of the last students to get into the class. The guy she saw before behind the dumpster pushed her into the wall. "Out of my way woman."
"What the hell Jackass!" He just gave her the finger and sat down next to Bulma.
"Hey baby." said Bulma as she kissed her boyfriend. "Were have you been and why do you smell strongly off men's clone?"
"Oh. I was working on my dad's car and smelled like oil so I put some on."
'Car my ass.' thought Eighteen 'You were one of the guys I saw smoking weed this morning.' She then took her set next to Maron and her boyfriend. They were all over each other. 'Oh great. How many couples are in this room?' She looked around and saw at lest 5. Eighteen has never been in love or has ever had a crush.
"Ok class. Welcome to your English/Shakespeare class. I'm your teacher Mr. Brawly." He then took a good look around the room. "Can all couples please retain from sucking or trying to rip off one an others faces by so called kissing. Some off us here would like to keep are breakfast."
Eighteen laughed as all the couples moved. 'I think I just mite like this class.'
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"Schools Out! 3:00!" Goku yelled
"Goku you better not start playing your trumpet!" Bulma said as her and Vegeta walked over.
"Who said I was going to play my trumpet?" said Goku "Now that schools out I get to play my new GBA game." He then took it out and started to play Pokemon Ruby. "I just got to the first gym leader."
"Man, you are a geek." Vegeta said as he took out a cigarette. He lit it and started to smoke it when Bulma took it out of his mouth.
"I thought you told me you quit smoking?!"
"Hey. I said I would quit smoking weed." He took back his cigarette. "This isn't weed."
"Vegeta if you don't stop this you're going to kill your self." She then hugged him from the back. "Then what am I going to do?"
"Babe, There's nothing you can do alright? I've been doing drugs since I was 10. You can't change me now, women."
Bulma then pushed him away and walked away mad.
"Woman." said Vegeta as he rolled his eyes.
"Hey Vegeta!" yelled a man with long black hair. "D.A.S.A.P! I got the B.E.E.R.!
"Oh ya." Vegeta then throw out his cigarette. "Be there A.S.A.B.W.L.M."
"Huh?"
"As Soon As Bulma Will Let Me, you moron!" He then walked into the band room and hugged Bulmer from behind. "Hey baby, I'm sorry about the little cigarette ok. If it makes you feel any better, I threw it out."
"You did! I'm proud of you!" She then turned and hugged him.
"Yaw baby. I'm going to have to be a little late for practice. Me and the boys are going throw out most of are cigarettes out at the dumpster. So I maybe a little late."
"Well ok then." Bumla then gave a frown
"See ya then baby." He kissed her then ran got the door.
ChiChi then came by to Bulma. "Hey does that mean he's quieting?"
"No. If he comes back smelling like men's clone then he was drinking again. He lies to me all the time." Bulma started to cry a little bit.
"Hey don't cry. Maybe he'll stop. You know he loves you more then he loves to drink."
"Your right ChiChi. Thank you." She gave her a hug and they sat down to talk.
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Eighteen slowly started to make her way to the band room. She saw Goku playing his game out side the room.
'What is he playing? Pokemon? Isn't that a child's game? What a dork.' She then walked into the band room. She saw people playing with there instruments.
Yamcha was playing with the tenor saxophone. He played the C scale and then saw Eighteen. He stared at her for a while.
'Is he staring at my breast? How sick.' He then walked over to her. 'Oh shit.'
"Hi. My name is Yamcha. What is yours?"
Eighteen noticed he was still staring at her boobs "Eighteen"
"Eighteen, that's a nice name. I never noticed how nice that name is."
Eighteen was pissed "Ya and if hadn't noticed these two things are my eyes." She pointed to her eyes. "Not these you pervert."
Bulma heard and was laughing her eyes off. Yamcha blushed and heard her laughing. "Ha Yamcha. That's what you get for being you!"
Yamcha then walked off. Bulma then walked over to Eighteen. "Sorry about that. Ever since he grew into puberty his been a pervert. I should know."
"Just have him stay away from me, ok." Eighteen stared to walk off when ChiChi stopped her.
"Hey wait! My name is ChiChi and this is Bulma. What was your name again?"
"Eighteen."
"Hi Eighteen. What interment do you play?"
"I play drum set, but what drum can I march with. I can march with all of them."
"Your right. Maybe you can play the bass drum."
"No ChiChi she can't remember? All the spots for bass drum have been filled. Remember all the new freshmen that came in?"
"Oh your right!" ChiChi then looked at Eighteen.
"It's ok. I'll just take whatever is there. I can play it." Then she walked it to a corner.
"Hey everyone!" yelled a man as he walked in. "Hoes everyone?
"Hey Tien, nice drawn eye ball one your head. You get better at that eye every year." said ChiChi
"Actually, I didn't draw it on. It's tattooed."
"YOU WHAT?" yelled Bulma and ChiChi
'HE WHAT? That's so gutsy'
"Ya I got a tattoo it hurt like hell but hey it was wroth it!"
Just then Yamcha walked in. "Oh hey Tie..Whoooo! Is that a tattoo?"
"Well nothing gets passed you Yamcha." said Bulma.
"Shut up Bulma. So what made you get a tattoo Tien?"
"Well I got tried of drawing it. That and Krillin dared me to for 40 bucks. Where's that mopped haired midget? I want my money."
"Oh don't you remember Tien?" yelled Goku from out side. "He has to go to work for 2 weeks, to pay the school off then he can come back."
"He has to what?" asked Eighteen with a puzzled look on her face.
"Oh our friend Krillin's dad won't pay for his education so he has to work for it." explained ChiChi. "He works at a place called the Turtle Hermit. It's a bicycle shop. He makes the bicycles."
'A bicycles shop called the "Turtle Hermit"?' "He makes the bicycles?"
"Ya since he can't really count the money, cause he miss his math class, he makes up for it by helping assemble the bicycles." Said Bulma "His psychical strength makes up for his stupidity."
"Damn and wanted to see the look on his face when he saw my tattoo." Said Tien " All well has anyone seen Chaozu yet? Or Lunch?"
"No I have seen ether of then yet." Said Yamcha "I saw Lunch in my Spanish class but that was it."
"Oh ok." Tien then took a set next to the door.
"Ok people its 3:10 lets get started!" yelled a tall man as he walked in.
'Holy Shit! That man is green! Is he the teacher?'
"Hey Piccolo! What's going on?" said Yamcha
"Hey what did I tell you. During the school hours you have to call me Mr. Nam. Not Piccolo or you'll get in trouble."
'No way! I must be dreaming or some thing!'
"Roll call every one. Please take your sets." Yelled Piccolo as he picked up his grade book.
Every one came and sat down except Eighteen. She just stood in the back.
"All right. You know the drill by now. Tien."
"Here."
"Chaozu." A short man panted white with a black hat ran in.
*Huff, Huff,* "Here!" *huff*
"Bulma"
"Here."
"ChiChi"
"Here."
"Goku....Goku....GOKU!"
"Huh? Oh here!" Goku yelled from out side. He then put his Game boy away and ran in next to ChiChi. "Sorry. I'm here."
"Good. Any way Travis."
"Here"
"Jenny"
"Here"
"Yamcha"
"Here"
"Maron"
"Here."
"Mike"
"What? I'm here."
"Julia"
"Here I am"
"Juuhachigou"
"It's Eighteen."
"I'm sorry?" Piccolo looked up. "Here it says your name is Juu ...."
"Just call me Eighteen. I don't like to be called Juuhachigou. For my own personal reasons."
"Well then 'Eighteen' it's nice to have you in our band. I'll talk to about what interment you'll play after roll call."
'Whatever.'
"Ok moving on. Krillin?
"Oh his working again, remember Piccolo?" said Goku "He told you yesterday."
"Oh ya that's right. I'm going to miss that goof ball Anyway..." 10 people later "Vegeta"
Bulma looked around for him then looked down.
"Vegeta..Vegeta. That man has to get his ideas striate." He marked him off. "Raditz." No answer. "Ok Nappa." No answer. "Damn it! Those guys need to get there butts to class. I'm tried off this! Ok then last but not least a...Lunch."
"Here." Tien then turned and saw lunch at the door. He her a small smile and waved. She waved back.
"All right, today all we will be doing today is working on scales and rhymic patterns. Tomorrow I'll give you your music. He are this year' principal players." He then takes out a different sheet of paper with many names on it. "Ok then, a..First trumpet this year is Goku Son."
"Ya, Cool." Goku yelled with his arm it the air.
"First Clarinet will be Bulma Briefs"
"Finally"
"First Flute is ChiChi Mao"
"Yes!"
"First Sax is Yamcha.." *don't know his last name*
"Ya baby! In your face Bulma!"
"What do I care if you get first sax baka!" said Bulma "Its drum major what I really care for ass!"
"Can we please stop talking after every name? I'll never get throw this list. Ok then a..head of battery is Vegeta Sayain. Pit captain will be Tien Shan. Principal Brass will be Goku..."
"Ah man." Said Goku "I wanted Krillin to be head of brass."
"Goku did you forget? First trumpet is always head of brass." Said ChiChi "And besides I don't think Krillin would make a good captain cause of his goofing off."
"Your right about that ChiChi." Said Bulma as she started to laugh.
"What did I say about talking?" yelled Piccolo. "Its all ready 3:50 and all I've done is roll call. Please shut up!" "Sorry Piccolo." Every one expect Eighteen yelled.
"I said SHUT UP!" he slammed his hand on the desk. "Ouch! Damn it!" Everyone started to laugh even Eighteen. "Ok, ok that it. Where was I? Oh and last but not least Drum major is ChiChi."
"What?" yelled ChiChi as she stood up. "Me? What about Bulma she worked hard for it?"
"ChiChi just sit. That's what I came to. Now every one get your sections." As every one moved to get there interments Piccolo walked over to Eighteen. "So Eighteen. What interment do you want to play or do you play one already?"
"I play drum set. I guess I'll play what ever drum you have opened."
"Good. Let me see what drum we have opened." He looked on his list. His eyes then opened wide. "Well! How good are you at the drum set?"
"Pretty Good. Why?"
"How do you feel about playing Snare?"
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Vegeta fell to the floor. "Maybe I had one to many."
"Hey where's that clone we use?" said Raditz "We smell strong of beer and we still have to get to band class."
"Damn it! I told her I'd be there this time too!"
"Breaking another promise Vegeta?"
"Shut up. I just told her I'd be there and I will. Now, where is that Kami forsaken clone!"
"Looking for this?" They looked up to see Nappa standing over them.
"Nappa were have you been man?" said Raditz "You missed it."
"I had things to do. Here's yours the clone."
They sprayed it on and ran to the band run tripping and falling.
Vegeta fell face first in to the band room. "Vegeta!" yelled Bulma as she ran to him putting down her Clarinet and hugged him. "Where have you been? I've been worried si..."
"Get off me women, That's none of your business." He pushed her out off the way. "I have to get my drum and practices. Come on Guys." They all left. When they leaved the room Bulma stared to cry.
"He told me he stopped. Why won't he listen to me?" cried Bulma as ChiChi started to comfort her.
"Don't worry about it to much Bulma. Come on let's try and finish the woodwind sectional."
"Having boy trouble I see." Said Maron as she put down her Alto sax. "I can give you some tips if you want." She gave her an evil smile.
"Can it slut." Said Bulma. "The day I listen to your advice will be the day I die."
"Can we stop wasting time and get to playing?" said Yamcha. "I need to the practice."
"I agree that you do." said Bulma.
"Shut up Bulma." Yamcha said as he rolled his eyes.
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Piccolo watched Eighteen play the snare. To his and her surprise she was extremely good. She could do 3 stroke rolls, rolls, and flams.
"Well Eighteen. Your very good as a matter of fact, Your just as good as the over drummers that have been here for 4 years."
"Really? Are you serious?"
"Yes. We have are new snare player." He then gave her a piece of paper that had rhymes patterns. "Practice this for today and I'll give you the real music tomorrow."
Just then Vegeta and the gang walked in. "Well, well if it isn't the other half of our drum core. The others are out in the parking lot practicing."
"Ok then Mr. Nam. We'll just take our little drums and be outta here." Said Vegeta He picked up he's harnet and put it on.
"Hold it right there you there. We have a new drummer." Said Piccolo
"Who would that be?" said Raditz
"Names Eighteen." They saw Eighteen with the snare on. 'Oh no shit!! That's the Jackass from my English class.' "What's she doing on the snare?" asked Nappa.
"She's our new snare player. She is just as good as the three of you, maybe even better." Said Piccolo. Vegeta then gave her an evil look. "Now go out there. I know there wanting for there Captain." He hit Vegeta in the arm, signaling that he was the drum captain. He then left the room.
"Well then." Said Vegeta as the have Eighteen a glare. "You better not be as good as me. That is if you want to stay alive around her. I'm the best drummer in this school and no one is going to take that away from me. Got it?"
"Whatever jackass. I'm in no competition with you. Stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours." She then left for the parking lot.
"Hmm." He then put the tenors on. "Come on. Lets see want this girl is made of." He then walked out side. Nappa then put on the other tenors and Raditz the other snare. They all walked out for the parking lot.
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Well that's it. Hope you guys liked it. Well please Review. Thanks for reading. ^_^