She piled all of her books into her bag, running out the class, trying to avoid him. With was impossible to do. Even after trying to out run him for every lesson for a week, she didn't learn.

"PAN!" Trunks cried, his bag hitting him on the hip "PAN! COM BACK!"

Pan tried to run faster, she really did. But without resulting to sayain speeds, she couldn't.

"Hello Pan!" He chirped, bouncing along next to her. "Guess what! I have loads to tell you"

'This is getting annoying. Seriously. I've known him for a week now AND HE WONT LEAVE ME ALONE!' She mused; as Trunks bounced up and down around her while she walked to class, telling her about...well, shit. Like a child. Stuff she didn't want to know and didn't care about.

"And then we all fell over! Mrs. Franzman was annoyed so much that-" Trunks continued, in, literally, one breath.

"I was there Trunks!" Pan screamed, clenching her hands at her sides.

"You were?" He blinked, talking a breather from talking- "Anyway! Mrs. Franzman..." -For a second at least.

"Trunks, please! You are getting annoying! Can't I have at least 10 minutes of peace? Please?!"

"Why? Where's the fun in that?"

"Ok" Pan said, taking a deep breath. "How about we play a game?"

"I love games!" Trunks grinned "What game? I spy? Ok, I go first; I spy-"

"NO!" Pan screamed "I mean no. How about a different game. Called 'see who can be quiet the longest?"

"That sounds boring!"

"Winner gets a chocolate bar"

"OK!" Trunks grinned. Pan smiled to herself. It's like dealing with a child.

"Well, well, look who it is" A sly voice came from the side of Pan. Pan stopped dead in her tracks, turning to the person that hid behind the lockers

"HI!" Trunks cried, and then slapped a hand over his mouth "Dammit! I lost!"

"What do you want?" Pan snarled, glaring at the person

"Just came to say hi to my favorite person" He mocked

"Piss off Goten"

"Ouch, that hurts" Goten smirked, cockily

"You know him?" Trunks asked, pointing at Goten

"Yes. He's my uncle" Pan growled

"Awww, Panny has a friend. Excuse, I have something in my eyes" Goten leered, wiping the skin under his eye.

"Fuck off" Pan hissed

"What's going on Pan?" Trunks asked, frowning in frustration.

"Well, let me enlighten you boy" Goten mocked, with a smirk on his face "I am her uncle. Well, ex-uncle. You see, 2 years ago, she tore our family apart"

"No I didn't" Pan growled

"Because of her, my mother is sick-" Goten continued, despite of Pan's remark

"No uncle that was you who did that"

"Why you-"

"Don't you remember? The pounding from your bedroom wall when you were fucking your whores gave grandma a real bad headache" Pan leered, copying the smirk Goten wore

"Am I missing something here?" Trunks asked, glancing from Pan to Goten.

"Pan, if you don't stop it-"

"You'll what? Hit me?" Pan grinned, Cockily "We all know that's pointless. Unless you want to get beaten"

"Bitch" He hissed, through clenched teeth

"Takes one to know one" Pan retorted, her smirk growing wider if it was possible "Goodbye Uncle" She said, with a slight wave with her hand. And before Goten could retaliate with a comment of his own, she was off, down the corridor, with Trunks trailing behind.

TBC...

Apologies for the short chapter, but I wasn't even going to have this here. Chapter 3 was the original chapter 2, but it didn't fit, so I quickly wrote this one instead.

And sorry for the wait. School is a pain in the butt. Too much work, not enough time.