Chapter 17: Camp?
"Oh my gosh!"
Vegeta and Bulma were woken several hours earlier than they would have liked, by Bulma's parents. Vegeta's eyes snapped open and Bulma pulled herself off him and looked around wildly. She turned bright red when she saw her parents and realised that she had been lying on top of Vegeta.
"I-I-it's not what it looks like," she muttered. Vegeta was going silently red. Dr.Briefs frowned.
"Vegeta, when did you get here?"
"Last night," he muttered.
"Why?" Dr. Briefs nosed.
"I came home from a party and needed to see Bulma. No one was home at my place and she offered to let me stay here." Dr. Briefs frowned again, but Mrs. Briefs smiled.
"Ooh I'm so happy for you two! How long have you been going out, ooh Bulma honey why didn't you tell me?" Bulma felt her face burn.
"Mum! Vegeta and I aren't going out."
"Oh whatever honey. Would you and Vegeta like some breakfast?" Bulma sighed. Her mum was so ditzy sometimes.
"Sure Mum."
"No thanks. I gotta go home now," Vegeta muttered. Bulma nodded, understanding his embarrassment.
"I'll just go see Vegeta off." The two teens walked to the front door. Vegeta grabbed his jacket of the couch on the way. Bulma closed the door behind them as they stepped outside, and then burst into laughter.
"What's so funny woman?" he asked in agitation. Bulma laughed.
"You could've fried an egg on your face!" Vegeta frowned.
"You weren't so calm yourself," he muttered, pulling on his shoes. Bulma smiled.
"Oh well." She paused for a moment. "Vegeta how's Vega?" she asked suddenly.
"Why?" he asked suspiciously.
"I just haven't talked to her for ages. How's she taking the fact that you know, you're not her real brother?"
"She doesn't know."
"Oh." There was silence for a moment.
"I'll see you at school on Monday."
"Yeah. See ya then." He nodded and walked down the stairs of Capsule Corp, climbed in the car and drove off.
Bulma sighed and walked back inside to face her parents.
(Monday at school)
"Bulma?" 18 asked in disbelief as her friend stepped out of Vegeta's car. Bulma smiled at 18 and grabbed her bag from the back. Vegeta, wearing his usual scowl, locked the car and walked over to where Goku and Krillin were standing by 18. Bulma brushed some dirt off her skirt and followed them, standing between 18 and Vegeta. 18 raised a blonde eyebrow.
"You two never cease to amaze me," she muttered. Bulma smiled and shrugged, moving a little closer to Vegeta. He watched her tensely, but relaxed quickly.
"Where's Chichi?" Bulma asked.
"She's not coming 'til after form time," 18 told her.
"Oh, right." They all walked into school, Vegeta and Bulma slightly closer than usual. This however went unnoticed by all but them.
"We got science first, then maths, art, English and P.E," 18 told them. They all nodded and headed to their form room. It was late already, and Mr. S wouldn't appreciate them being later.
"Shit, Vegeta! We haven't been to the lockers yet," Bulma groaned. Vegeta growled. "You guys go ahead, we'll catch up." 18 nodded, sighing, then dragged Goku and Krillin after her.
"Come on 'Geta, we're gunna be late as!"
"I couldn't care less, woman." Bulma sighed.
"You're right." They walked in silence for a moment, the halls were almost completely deserted.
"You realise, woman, that if your skirt was any shorter, someone would sue you for indecent exposure?" Bulma blushed and tried to pull her skirt down. It wasn't actually that short, Vegeta just enjoyed taking the crap out of her.
"You don't look like it bothers you," she shot back, regaining some of her composure. Vegeta smirked.
"Did I ever say it bothered me?" Bulma laughed.
"Is that right," she purred, coming to a stop and stepping forward until her face was only a few centimetres from Vegeta.
"Very right," he whispered.
"Did it ever occur to you that men should be sued for indecent exposure when they run around on the soccer field with tiny shorts and no tops on?" she asked.
"I can do that woman, because I have a good body." Bulma glared at him and leaned a little closer.
"If my body is so ugly, then you wouldn't mind if I did this," she smirked, pressing herself up against him. Vegeta tensed up and drew in his breath. Bulma laughed.
"Men are all the same. Get them too close to a woman and they can't even think straight." Bulma stepped back and Vegeta glared.
"Just get to the lockers woman," he muttered.
She watched them approach her. She watched Bulma press herself closer to Vegeta, she watched Vegeta subconsciously grab Bulma's ass. She watched Bulma pull back and watched them walk down the corridor extremely close together.
"You stupid bitch. He should've been mine, mine." She turned on her heel and stalked to her form room, banging the door open and taking a seat at the back of the class.
Bulma and Vegeta walked in ten minutes late and took two neighbouring seats at the back of the class on their own.
"Mr. Ouji and Miss. Briefs. You are both eleven minutes late. At lunchtime, you will make up that time times three. Now to the rest of you, I would just like to announce that as you all know we only have one week of this term left. To celebrate, our form 6's and 7's are going for a camp where you will have to look after yourself, on the last Wednesday-Thursday of the term." There a few yells and high fives from some of the students. "There is a meeting for 6th and 7th formers after form time in the hall. You have all been excused from your first period classes today. Now on to other things."
18 turned back to look at Bulma and Vegeta.
"That's such a cool idea!"
"Yeah it is ay?" Krillin smiled.
"Hey guys." The three teens looked up to see Chichi enter the room. She smiled at them, gave Goku a quick kiss on the cheek then sat down next to him.
She paused to look twice at Vegeta and Bulma, who were now right next to each other again. She disregarded it, deciding to ask Bulma later.
"Don't unpack your stuff, we've got to go to the hall now. Assembly about some overnighter we're going on," 18 told her. Chichi raised a brow but shrugged and packed her stuff away.
A few moments later they all left for the hall, and were seated by twenty past nine.
"Good morning students." There were a few monotonous noises of agreement from various places, but otherwise no one stirred. "This trip is not, as your form teachers told you, to celebrate the end of term. It is part of a test that you will be graded on throughout the year. You will not be told the criteria, and there will be no teachers present, except for myself. You will be divided into pairs, put into the forest with a few supplies, that are on this list." She paused and handed down a big wad of paper, which the students passed to each other.
Bulma looked down at her list and gaped.
NB: No electronic devices are permitted i.e cell phones, no lollies or other forms of sweets and all students are to respect the rules of the trip.
Gear List
1 sleeping bag 1 drink bottle 1 pot (between the pair) 1 box of matches 1 small backpack 1 torch (between the pair) 1 book of the student's choice 1 other item of student's choice (non-electrical)
No makeup is permitted and no other modern device that is not listed i.e hairdryer
Rules: Students must stay with their pair and only their pair Students must find their own food and water. Students will have to erect their own shelter Students are not permitted to leave the forest Fires may be lit. There is to be no sharing of supplies between groups. The two people in a pair may share their belongings.The permission slip below must be signed. The trip is from Wednesday 18 September to Thursday 19th September. Students will leave from school at 5.30 on the morning of the trip and return at 10.00 p.m. on the 19th. The forest is located a two hour drive from school.
I give permission for of to attend this.
Signed
Bulma sighed. No makeup, no civilisation. This was going to be just great.
"Great, I'll probably get paired up with someone real dumb," Bulma muttered to Vegeta. He grunted and Mrs. Jockem started speaking again.
"Now we have done the pairs using a computer, so they are totally random. Okay, here it goes." Bulma and her friends tuned out until they heard their names.
"Chichi Mau and Goku Son, 18 Gero and Krillin Tashi." The four turned to look at their partners and grinned. Bulma sighed. This was so boring.
Vegeta watched as Bulma flicked her nails, staring at nothing in particular. He turned his hearing towards Mrs. Jockem.
"Bulma Briefs and Vegeta Ouji." Bulma smiled.
"I told you I'd get paired up with someone dumb," she laughed. Vegeta glared.
"Great, just what I need. To be stranded in the wild with a backpack full of stuff, and a loud mouthed bitch, trying to survive." Bulma smiled knowing he didn't mean it.
"What and you think I appreciate spending two days in the forest with an obnoxious, self-centred arrogant ass?" Vegeta smirked.
"You don't do me justice, woman."
"The English language can't do you justice, Vegeta."
"What item are you guys gunna bring?" 18 asked, turning to look at them. Vegeta shrugged.
"Something like……… I don't know. Yes I do! A capsule! So I can condense stuff. I'm such a genius!"
"Don't flatter yourself woman," Vegeta muttered, slumping down in his chair and folding his arms, glaring into space.
The assembly slowly dispatched in time for morning tea. Chichi pulled Bulma aside as they headed out of the hall.
"Bulma. C'mere, I needa talk to you."
"What's crackin'?" she asked, smiling. Chichi grinned.
"Nothing really. But what's up with you and Vegeta?" Bulma smiled again. She seemed to be doing a lot of that lately.
"We're friends again. We sorted it up." Chichi sighed.
"Just be careful, Bulma. That's all I'm saying. He's hurt you before."
"You forget, Chichi that it was my fault the first time. I don't think he'll do anything." With that, she grabbed Chichi by the arm and dragged her off to the others.
(Later that day, last period: P.E)
"Oy, you! Ouji! C'mere," the P.E teacher barked. Vegeta huffed and sprinted over to Mrs. Mill.
"Yeah? What is it Miss?"
"It's MRS. Not miss. I am married."
"Yeah whatever, hurry up." Vegeta hated talking to the P.E teacher, her heavy British accent irked him.
"Don't speak to me like that young man or I'll put you on detention for a month." Vegeta rolled his eyes. What difference would that make? But he shut his mouth.
"Right, now I have a favour to ask you. I want you to be captain of this year's soccer team. I know you've only played one year, but you show real promise and I wish to see your talents stretched to the limit. Practice starts on Friday after school and games are on Saturday. They start after the holidays." Vegeta smirked.
"Sure thing Miss-ers." Vegeta turned and strode off, swaggering confidently.
"What up with you Vegeta?" Goku asked.
"The Mill just made me captain of the soccer team."
"Congrats Vegeta. When are trials?" Vegeta paused, thinking of a random date.
"Next Tuesday."
"Right." Vegeta turned without a word and broke into a run, sprinting the 400m track a few times for the hell of it, and then coming back to Goku.
"You seen the girls?" Goku shook his head.
"The Mill said something about them going to cheerleading practice." Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Sissies," he muttered. "Come on, let's go find them. The Mill is busy with the rest of the class." Goku nodded and they ran over to the gym.
"Alright girls. Now this year, I have already decided that the leader of the cheerleading squad is the same as last year. Chichi Mau, are you here?"
"Here Miss!" Chichi yelled, from the back of the group. Miss. Igam looked around.
"Oh, there you are Chichi. Right now it was hard deciding between you and Miss. Briefs but I have determined that you are the better, no offence Miss. Briefs."
"None taken!" Bulma called from somewhere in the swarm of girls.
"Right, now we need to try harder this year. Second equal isn't a bad place but it's not as good as first. I want you training harder, faster and longer. We're gunna take the title out this year, so who's with me?" There were shouts from most of the girls.
"Not me," someone called. Everyone looked back to the source of the voice. Miss. Igam was shocked.
"Why ever not? Bulma you are far too valuable for us to lose!" Bulma smiled sadly and opened her mouth.
"She's joining the soccer team this year," a voice spoke up. Everyone turned around to see Vegeta and Goku enter the gym.
"H-how did you know?" Bulma asked, shocked. Vegeta smirked confidently.
"You are extremely predictable woman. It wasn't that hard." Bulma smiled.
"He's right, Miss. I'm joining the school soccer team. I've decided to take a break from cheerleading."
"Well I'm your new captain and I guess you'll need to know trials are on Tuesday, practices are on Friday and games are on Saturday. I'll expect you there woman." He turned on his heel and walked out. Miss. Igam sighed.
"Well I guess that means we'll need a new vice-captain. Who wants to try? Come here and write your name down." Many people were too shocked by Bulma's decision to really care, and only 18 and Kylie put their names down.
It seemed 18 had had plenty of cheerleading practise at her old school, because Kylie was well renowned for her cheerleading abilities, but 18 made her look like a fool.
"Congratulations team, your new vice captain is 18 Gero."
Next Chapter: The morning of camp. Need I say more?
Author's Note: Wow that was a really quick update. But what did you guys think? That's what's important to me. R&R and give me some ideas man!