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Warning: AC, AL, Profanity, MV. Mature readers only please!
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Fame
Monday - 7AM School
Bulma was organizing her locker; putting her books in order from the biggest one to the smallest one, fixing her locker mirror, renewing her locker perfume, hair brush and lip gloss when she felt a hand fall desperately on her shoulder. She turned immediately and found Chichi looking as if she had run through half the school to get to her
"Did. You. Break. Up. With. Vegeta?" she asked struggling to get the words out. Bulma furrowed her brows in doubt
"Why are you asking me-?"
"Did you?" Chichi interrupted anxiously. The blue haired woman nodded insecurely
"Yes. I did" she answered. Chichi's eyes went wide a huge smile on her lips
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed "I can't believe you totally did that!" she added. Bulma looked suspicious
"Why wouldn't you-?"
"Hold on! I so need to call 18" the black haired female took out her purple cell phone finding the speed dial on the menu and clicking on 18's number. Bulma placed her hand over Chichi's phone
"Before you make any 'calls', Chichi" Bulma frowned "I need to talk to you about something that's been bothering me" she said. Chichi snapped
"Sure! Anything!-"
"Anything" Bulma faked a smile "I've been hearing a lot of stuff about me" she frowned again. Chichi looked away naively
"Really?" she asked innocently. Bulma narrowed her eyes
"Yes. Yes, really-"
"I don't see a problem-"
"The problem is that I don't appreciate being talked about even less when all you've been spreading around is bullshit. I don't want to hear my name come out your little friend's mouth OR your mouth ever again-"
"Sure although I must say this is probably a misunderstanding-"
"I don't misjudge hypocrites" Bulma said sternly "what I do or don't do with my life is none of your concern. What I eat or stop eating, who I become friends with, who I trust or don't trust AND specially WHO I go out with is NOT a topic for you to elaborate on with your petty acquaintances over breakfast and class breaks-"
"I must say" Chichi spoke "I don't know what you're talking about-"
"I will only ask you once. Leave me out of your everyday gossip. Leave me and Vegeta alone… please" she stared threateningly. Chichi swallowed then stared at her maliciously
"I definitely would, you know, I consider you my friend" she leaned into her ear so to tell her a secret "but look at the people around you Bulma. They all talk about you too" she whispered with a wicked smile. Bulma looked around her. People were looking and pointing at her. No matter how much she wanted to believe that it was all a figment of her imagination Chichi was saying the truth. Bulma could hear them talking…
"… they said that she was the one that broke up with him…"
"… the party was alright. That bitch Vegeta's going out with was there.."
"… I bet they slept together there too. I heard they sleep together all the time…"
"… look at her. Do you honesty think she's as perfect as all the women that Vegeta's been with?"
"… I know for a fact that they broke up. Who told you she was the one that broke up with him…"
"… having the best football player in the nation as your boyfriend is like the most totally amazing thing that could ever happen to you. Have him fuck your brains out is totally out of this world…"
"… she is fat, fat, fat. I still can't see what he saw in her…"
"… hello! Can you say 'hair color' one more time?…"
"… ok, somebody needs to fix her wardrobe ASAP…"
"… I don't get it. Didn't he say I gave him the best sex he's ever had? I thought he was going to be with me, at least eventually. That bitch…"
"… she has fake boobs and not even a million surgeries could fix her…"
"… oh! So here I am dying to be with someone like him and she just broke up with him! Life is so unfair…"
"-sorry to bust your bubble there, girly" Chichi broke her daze laughing softly "but I'm not the only one that, what did you call it, elaborate with my petty acquaintances about you?" she laughed hypocritically "yes, I'm not. Everyone loves to talk about the girls that Vegeta fucks" she said. Bulma's expression became even angrier
"You listen to me right now-"
"Oooh feisty-"
"Vegeta never 'fucked' me-" the bell rang, interrupting the fiery conversation. Chichi gasped ironically
"Ooopsie! I have a very important class right now and I need to arrive early. Sorry I have to cut short such a good conversation. We can continue this at lunch-"
"Just forget it alright? It's not even worth it" Bulma turned her back on Chichi and walked away headed to her classroom. Chichi smiled mischievously…
1st Period - Math
The students were gathered in the classroom waiting for the teacher to make his entrance and begin class any time soon. 18 sat in front of Goku attempting to have a conversation with the newly eighteen-year older
"So nationals are four days away huh?" she started. Goku nodded
"Yup. Ooh I can't wait!" he replied excited. 18 nod
"I know me either" she became closer "I wanted to ask you something" she said lowly Goku leaning in so their words could be kept a secret
"What?" he whispered. 18 looked around to make sure that no one was listening. She then turned to Goku
"I heard that Bulma broke up with-"
"Vegeta!" Chichi exclaimed from behind 18. Goku smiled
"Hi honey!" he greeted joyfully. Chichi walked past 18 and into her boyfriend's arms
"Hi honey and yes" Chichi cleared up "it was HER that broke up with HIM" she said it louder so people became aware of the situation. 18 covered her mouth widening her eyes
"I can't believe it! What is she thinking? Oooh she's gonna be sorry!" the girls shared a laugh. Goku furrowed his brows in confusion
"Why?" he asked. Chichi tousled his hair softly
"Goku, honey, you're so cute!"
1st Period - Science
Bulma entered her classroom immediately becoming the center of attention. There was incessant gossiping circling the classroom, she noticed, but there were so many people talking it was hard to figure out the source of the issue. She sighed sliding a strand of her hair behind her ear while taking a seat. Then she heard it all…
"Hey Veg-man ain't that the woman that broke up with you?-"
"Yeah Vegeta. I believe we won that bet-"
"You should be ashamed, man. You had like two weeks and you didn't even get to third base-"
"Two weeks are enough to fuck her on a three times per day schedule-" (laughter)
"Vegeta that woman broke up with you. Who fucks who?" (more laughter)
"Vegeta wasn't man enough?"
"No pride!" (more and more laughter)
Their rude mockery went on and on. Bulma closed her eyes and breathed profoundly
"This is the worse day of my life" she whispered to herself resting her forehead on the palm of her hand frustrated. Krillin made way inside the classroom and found an empty seat in front of a disturbed looking Bulma. He decided to take it. She looked like she could use someone to talk to
"Hey!" Krillin greeted. Bulma didn't even look at him. Krillin half smiled
"What's going on?" he asked doubtful. Bulma locked eyes with him
"What's going on? You're honestly asking me that? Take a look back there then ask me the same fucking question!" she said annoyed. Krillin looked over her shoulder and saw the football guys making comments about Goku's birthday party, how Bulma broke up with Vegeta, how he didn't succeed as he did with other women. Krillin sighed. Bulma was going through the 'after-the-breakup' scenario…except this time was different. She was the one that broke up with him. The joke was not on her this time as it was with all the girls Vegeta broke up with. The joke was on him…
"Well all I can say is: it'll be over soon" Krillin tried persuading her. Bulma stared at him
"How do you know?" she asked. Krillin let out a breath
"We're talking about a guy here and not just any guy at that but Vegeta. He's not gonna take it-"
"That's one lesson we've all learned I guess" Bulma said sardonically. Krillin half smiled
"Sure is" he assured. Bulma breathed out
"He's probably gonna make up some bullshit story about how the break up went down just to get those guys off his back. My reputation is going down the drain. I'm changing schools-"
"Bulma!" Krillin interrupted laughing "you're really serious about this?" he stopped observing Bulma's expressionless face. Bulma furrowed her brows
"What! Why shouldn't I? Would you stay here if everyone knew you as the main character of some absurd story? I don't think so-"
"It's not that Bulma. Look, you certainly don't look like the type of girl that gives up like that" Krillin started
"But I-"
"AND you're forgetting who we're talking about here. Vegeta is not the kind of guy that fills you in with bullshit. He handles his business despite of everyone's sadistic talking" he informed. Bulma looked worried
"I just hope you're right..."
1st Period - Spanish
"So you and Christine?" Raditz began speaking. Yamucha sweat-dropped
"Heh…who told you?"
"No one man. She kept screaming your name while I fucked her" both guys laughed
"You slept with her too I take it?" Yamucha asked. Raditz looked away
"Let's just say she's all over ya'. She kept asking about your whereabouts. I really don't want her for nothing more or less" he said. Yamcha tsked
"She's a good girl you know? Once you sit down and talk to her" he said. Raditz stared at him skeptical then laughed
"Are you serious?" he laughed some more. Yamcha looked at him with a grim frame
"What?"
"What's that bullshit man? You sound like a fucking sissy falling for that girl" said Raditz. Yamcha cleared his throat
"Me! I…nah…no…NOOO…whoo… me! Me of all people!" he snickered nervously. Raditz stared suspicious
"Sure…"
The Bell Rings
Bulma walked by herself through the hallways. She could feel all eyes on her. Girls pointed at her and made all sorts of comments; from the color of her hair to the nail polish on her toe nails; everything was a target for them to shoot at with harsh comments. Guys, on the other hand, kept admiring her beauty now that she was single. They kept adding her to their 'girls-I-can-only-dream-about going-to-the-prom-with' list rising their hopes and see if any of them could be the lucky man to have her. She breathed to herself. It couldn't get any worse than this…
"Sorry" Bulma apologized as she came across a rock built body in front of her. Her pensive state kept her from looking up but she was forced to do so as the body blocked her way again once she had stepped to the side so to walk freely. Bulma's heart began racing as her eyes met with a powerful dark stare so captivating it sent shivers down her spine. Of course she fought hard to keep her composure
"I have a class-"
"I'm not stopping you" the man replied. Bulma sighed
"Vegeta I didn't do this so the whole school gave me a reputation or so your friends made fun of you or-"
"If I gave a shit I'd tell you" said Vegeta quite frankly. Bulma rolled her eyes
"Fine" she tried walking past him again but he refused to leave her way clear. She looked at him again
"What!" she asked annoyed. People that walked by were bluntly staring at them. The position they were in was not compromising at all but it still made them contemplate; true or false? How true or how false? Vegeta's frame remained expressionless nonetheless
"My book is in your desk-"
"I'll bring it to you-"
"I'll come over" he determined. Bulma nodded
"Fine, whatever floats your boat" she said in a singsong tone. Vegeta leaned in his lips reaching the area of her ear
"See you around gorgeous" he whispered then walked past her and away from scenario leaving her on the spot by herself. Bulma breathed in
"This is the worse day of my life" she had just now concluded…
The rest of the day went by similarly. Everywhere she stopped there were people talking about her and her relationship with Vegeta. Chichi and 18 had become her biggest rivals, Chichi because of what she was spreading around about her and 18 because she was following Chichi's lead. It was only natural. Bulma felt nine years old again on the days she would go out of her house to pick up violets and roses that grew on their frontward garden and broadcasters from international news and paparazzi came together to shoot pictures of her like insane people that had never seen the daughter of a famous doctor before.
Her mom would come out and pull her inside by the arm making her cry in disillusionment. Picking up the flowers was her favorite thing to do. It was hard for her mother to try and explain why she couldn't do it. It was harder to make her understand that she wasn't normal, that her life was going to get fuller of more of these unusual situations, that she was going to have to settle down and grow up a little bit faster than any other person would. The faster she matured the easier it would be to understand this lifestyle. It was prominence, eminence, reputation. That was the basics of her life.
The blue haired woman wanted to dig a hole on the ground and stay in there forever. People were always a part of her life and it hurt. That her life was composed by people that she didn't know hurt. That she didn't have a childhood memory she could refer to whenever she was sad hurt. All the richness, the power, the beauty; it was all was just the essence of lies, of deceit, of pain. People unlike her could only see on a pragmatic level; their minds were putrefied with ignorance and a concealed desire of being as rich as her. But they had no idea…
The catastrophic day at school was over
"This was a dreadful Monday" Bulma said tiredly as she drove her Jeep Liberty out the school's parking lot. She turned the radio on where the song 'Standard Lines' performed by Dashboard Confessional came on. She hummed along with the music
"… this will best for us both in the end... but your taste still lingers on my lips like I just placed them upon yours and I starve for you-" she turned it off
"Ok so maybe it's just the world against me today" she said out loud irony resounding in her tone. She drove faster
Change of Scene - Near 18's house
"I can't wait to check my mail" 18 said excitedly as she and Raditz walked down the road that led to her house. Raditz scoffed
"Sure. Me either" he said in a monotone tone. 18 stared at him
"You don't wanna find out if you made it through the cuts?" she asked. Raditz faked a smile
"Why? So I can be as happy as you?" he frowned. 18 narrowed her eyes at him
"It could be good news you know? If you didn't make it then you don't have to go anymore…and you wouldn't have to deal with me on your ass anymore-"
"That's great news of course you're only looking at the positive side of this. That lady was so out of it she probably decides to continue this torture" he said. 18 burst out laughing
"It's not torture! You make it sound as if you were going through the last phase of an incurable disease-"
"That's what it's like-"
"It's not. Don't be such a bum. Whatever happens I just wanted to let you know that I really appreciate it" silence suddenly surrounded them. Raditz stared at her as she continued
"You know you going with me and all-"
"You're saying thanks? To me? That's a first!" he chuckled. 18 frowned
"I'm thankful-"
"SURE! For YOUR money, and YOUR brains, and YOUR beauty and YOUR-"
"Ok, ok I get it. I'm egocentric. You can't say I'm not trying to change" she said. Raditz scoffed
"How is that?" he asked. 18's nose was high in the air
"Everyone was gossiping about the Bulma and Vegeta thing. Guess who the only one that didn't was?" she said proud of herself. Raditz raised a brow
"You? You didn't? I don't exactly believe-"
"Chichi's mad at me 'cause I made her look bad in front of the whole cheerleading team at our lunch table. I said 'leave them alone' and that 'they deserved their privacy' something like that-"
"How'd it feel?" Raditz asked. 18 shrugged her shoulders
"Alright I guess. I was being honest. I think Vegeta really liked Bulma. I mean take a look at all the things he did for her. He didn't fuck her first off. They went out a lot. He basically lived with her because of his parents and stuff and she has always been there for him. When his ribs were broken she was there. When his parents were broken she was there. When he needed to study she was there AND why am I even TALKING like this!" she said surprised with herself "have I ever been on the person-the-gossip-is-about side?" she asked. Raditz chuckled embracing an arm around her as they walked alongside
"You're good people 18" he said. 18 smirked
"What do you know? Maybe I am-"
"Though I need to ask you again… why are we walking to your house…?"
Change of Scene - Bulma's house
"Mom I'm home" Bulma announced as she walked in her house. Her mother, as usual, greeted her from the sofa in the living room. She was reading a book when Bulma entered and closed it when Bulma's figure became visible
"Hi honey. How was school?" she asked. Bulma sighed going through the whole day in her mind. She then turned to her mom again
"It was fine" she faked a smile then proceeded to go upstairs. Her mother cleared her throat
"Your dad called. He's going to make it to dinner" she announced. Bulma smiled
"Ok. Thanks mom" she said going up the stairs with a wide smile. Eating as a family was one of the things that could bring the biggest joy to her even in the most awful days…
Bulma opened the door to her room and as soon as she looked inside her smile faded. Vegeta was waiting for her. He had been waiting for a while by the looks of it. She had forgotten he was stopping by after school and had gone to Steak & Shake to buy a strawberry milkshake just to break out of her misery. She sighed placing her book bag on the floor and walking to her desk as he sat on the edge of her bed
"How long have you been waiting-?"
"Long enough, where's the book?" Vegeta cut her off angered. Bulma opened a drawer of her desk finding the book he was looking for. Quickly she picked it up and handed it to him
"I'm pretty sure that's all you left in here" she said. Vegeta stood from the bed and walked up to her grabbing the book
"I left more than that" he said in a low threatening tone. Bulma stared at him. Their bodies were so close and so were their faces. Bulma narrowed her eyes
"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked. Vegeta refused to say another word. Bulma frowned
"You know what Vegeta? I'm going to be honest with you-"
"Bring it on-"
"I didn't break up with you because I needed time or space. Not even because of the fact that the differences that separate us are bigger than the things that bring us closer together"
"…"
"I broke up with you because of this, because we don't even have a relationship. Our bond consists on how often people talk about us and what bothers me even more about this is that your image is so important to you… I don't even fit. I don't fit in your plans. I don't fit in your bleak 'circle of trust'. I don't fit in your life. There isn't a space within you that's willing to let me in. How do I compete with that?" she finished. Vegeta grunted
"You wanted to break up, we did. I have nothing to do with you now" he said. Bulma scoffed
"God Vegeta, open your eyes! I am not your rival! I am trying to be your friend-"
"I don't trust people-"
"You can trust me!" she raised her voice "you can trust me" she spoke soothingly "I told you from the first day you met me and I'm telling your right now-"
"I don't" he stared at her with a stony expression
"How do you want me to be with you if you won't trust me" she asked. They stared for long. Vegeta leaned in and tried to kiss her but their lips only touched before she stopped it
"Don't Vegeta" she said both of them opening their eyes while their faces remained close. Vegeta pulled back then walked to the window and out of her room. Bulma sat on the desk surface brushing her lips with her tender fingers
"I miss you" she whispered to herself suddenly feeling unclear about this whole ordeal…
End of Ch.15. Sorry about the shortness of this chapter. I really wanted it to be longer and have a bunch of stuff going on. But I couldn't because it kind of gets mind boggling…I mean, you know what I mean! I've been going through some severe frustration which induces to a sinful writer's block due to the fact that I lost a couple of readers and I haven't been getting a lot of reviews. I KNOW I said from the beginning that the reviews are not important, or better else required for me to keep releasing chapters. But they are an encouragement after all, and it's bad when you lose a lot. Anyway! I'm back and I've convinced myself on finishing the story doesn't matter if I get 0 reviews for this chapter. I'm glad I'm over with that and I am really hoping that you guys take care and that you stay tuned for the next chappie which will be coming out soon! Take Care
Love;
PL