Hellooooo everybody! This is it, the chapter you've all been waiting for!! So…
I guess I'll shut up now!
Disclaimer: …oh yeah, I own DBZ! *Rolls eyes* Oooookaaaaay?
Oh, and I'm really sorry about the last chapter, I know it was pretty blasé, but I
was really busy and I didn't really have time to write it, so I wrote it in, like, one
night, and I had to get it up on the site cuz I said I'd update in a
week…so…sorry, but hopefully, I'll make it up in this chapter.
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Chapter 4 – The New GuyChichi was rudely awakened by Bulma's bothersome alarm clock. She
yawned, stretched her arms and climbed out of the bed to disable the
irritating appliance. She staggered over to the dresser where Bulma had
placed the device arguing that if she put it by her bed she would just shut it off
and go back to bed.
"She won't even turn it off," Chichi muttered, turning the clock off herself.
She heaved a long sigh and looked around. Bulma and 18 were still asleep on
the bed, and there was no one in the bathroom.
"Might as well…"
Then she remembered; this was the first day of school! She was suddenly
filled with a sense of restlessness. She had to take a shower, get dressed, wake
the girls, do her hair, cook breakfast…there was just so much to do!
She took a shower as fast as she could and put on some fashionable jeans
and a cute t-shirt. She had a hard time waking the drowsy duo, but she finally
got them up. She gave them precise directions then went downstairs to make
breakfast. Unfortunately, though, Mrs. Briefs had already beaten her to it, so she
just sat at the table and had a little chitchat with Bulma's mom.
The other two came down not too long after her and they all had
breakfast and gossiped about who was going with who and who would break up
with who…the usual girl stuff.
After a breakfast of eggs, hash browns, oatmeal, slightly brown toast, and
orange juice, the girls got into the white stretch Excursion and started off to
school.
~*~*~*~*
Vegeta groaned as he turned over, trying to drown out the infuriating
beeping of his alarm. It was way too early for his liking, but he got up anyways.
With a grumble of annoyance he stalked to the bathroom to shower.
Once he was done, he went to his closet to figure out what to wear, after
all it was the first day of school, and he had to make a good impression. He
wanted something that told people he was civilized, but mischievous;
fashionable, yet unique.
He decided to go for the bad ass look and do all black. Black, baggy jeans,
black t-shirt, black jacket, everything.
He dressed and had some breakfast and then took a minute to decide
what car to take, before finally deciding on taking his black BMW convertible. He
got in, revved the engine and sped off to school.
~*~*~*~*~*
The girls couldn't wait to get to school. The stretch had pulled up to let
them off when a black car pulled up behind them. Bulma didn't recognize the car
and tried to look around Chichi, but she couldn't see. People poured out of the
school to crowd around the car and Chichi turned to 18.
"18," she said, happily, "It's the new guy! The one from Orange Star
High! He's here! Let's go see him!" The two started toward the car but Bulma
stopped them.
"Wait, who is here? Hello? I am completely in the dark here!" Chichi and
18 beamed at her.
"It's Orange Star High's star player, Bulma! Everybody knew that he was
coming. Didn't you know?" 18 asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Uh…no! Why didn't you guys tell me before? If I knew that, I would have
put on some cuter clothes!" Bulma protested.
Chichi rolled her eyes and 18 sneered, looking at her outfit that consisted
of some tight jeans, a tube top and a jacket.
"Bulma, your clothes are fine, now come on," 18 commanded
grabbing the two girls by the wrists and dragging them toward the crowd.
"I don't need to go drool over this guy!" Bulma protested, "I'm captain of
the cheerleading team, he should be drooling over me!" She wrenched her arm
from 18's grasp and stalked toward the school.
Chichi shrugged at 18 and gave her a look of remorse before the two girls
followed their friend into the school.
~*~*~*~*
Vegeta was starting to get annoyed. All he did was drive to school and
people were already all over him, asking him questions and such, it was really
starting to bug him. He tried to look on the bright side, at least fitting in wouldn't
be a problem.
He started to walk toward the large brick building, nearly the whole school
trailing behind him. He thought he caught a glimpse of cerulean hair, but when
he looked again, it was gone. He shook his head as if to shake away some
unwanted thought, he must be really sleepy.
He looked at his schedule, they skipped homeroom because of orientation,
but that was pretty much over to he went to his first period, math.
"Great," he mumbled as he strolled down the hallway looking for his
classroom.
~*~*~*~*
"Hey Chichi, what's your first period?" Bulma asked. Chichi sighed, "Math."
Bulma smiled, "Me too! How about you 18?"
"Same."
Bulma squealed in delight and dragged her companions to their
classroom, but none of them were prepared for what they saw.
(DUN DUN DUUNNN!! Who is it? I could be really evil and stop, but I guess
I'll keep going since the last chappie was pretty boring! ~__^)
Bulma stopped short in the doorway, bracing herself against the
doorframe. Chichi and 18 who had been behind Bulma, collided into her backside
as she stood, seemingly frozen.
"Bulma what's your prob—" 18 started to protest, but stopped abruptly
upon seeing who was in the room surrounded by people trying to befriend him.
"18? Bulma? What's wrong with—" Chichi didn't have time to finish
her sentence before she glanced into the room. "Oh my…" There, sitting in their
class was none other than…(yup, you guessed it!) Vegeta.
Bulma spun around, "You guys, what am I going to do? I can't go in
there!" She started to pace back and forth in the hallway, out of the way of the
doorway, so as not to be seen by the person she wished to avoid.
"Guys, what am I going to do?" She cried, "I was just flirting with him at
the skating rink, I wasn't really serious, plus I thought I'd never see him again,
but…he's here! What can I do?"
"Bulma," 18 said, "C'mon, you have to face him. You have no
choice, you have to do it.
~*~*~*~*
Vegeta looked up, he thought he heard Bulma's name. He was really
loosing it. God, these people were really getting on his nerves. All these sluts
trying to flirt with him, guys trying to be his friend, it was driving him nuts!
He sat in his seat for a while, ignoring everyone, before finally deciding
to leave the room, just for a moment.
~*~*~*~*
Bulma sighed, she was going to face him. She went back to her class to
finally confront Vegeta…well, she was going to. Unfortunately, while she was on
her way in, he was on his way out and they collided, right in front of the door.
Bulma looked up, fury evident in her beautiful blue eyes.
"Vegeta, leave me alone! God, your such an asshole," She spat with
disgust.
Vegeta looked up and was completely and utterly shocked to see the
woman at his new school. What was she doing there? Had she always been
there? How did she know he was coming? She didn't seem too shocked to see
him. A million questions popped into his head at once, but he could not answer
one of them.
She sighed in aggravation pulling herself up off of the floor.
He growled, "Do you know who I am, woman?" he whispered, his voice
deathly silent as he took a step toward her. She wanted to take a step back, but
she resisted the urge, she wouldn't back down. "And what the hell are you doing
here?"
"I know you're an ass who uses women to get money." She gave him one
last glare, "And what the hell are you doing here?"
Before he had a chance to answer the bell rang signaling five minutes
until the start of first period.
Bulma turned back to Chichi and 18,"C'mon, let's go," she snapped
and they followed her into the classroom, each sending Vegeta a harsh glance
as they passed.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to tell the person not to touch
him but was taken aback when it was someone he recognized.
"Kakkarot, what the hell are you doing here?" He growled.
"Hey, Vegeta, aren't you glad to see us?" Goku asked with a goofy smile
on his face.
Vegeta rolled his eyes, "Thrilled."
"Well, Orange Star kicked me out because my grades were so low," he
chuckled, scratching behind his head, "and Krillin's parents and the staff got in a
fight about something, so that's why he's here." Vegeta looked down and saw
Krillin, he hadn't noticed him before.
"Riiight"
"Say, what's your first class, Vegeta? I have math, but Krillin has
Spanish." Goku babbled on, oblivious to Vegeta's dark mood.
Vegeta looked down at Krillin, "Tough luck. Better hurry, cue ball."
Krillin sighed and scurried off to find his class as Vegeta and Goku went
into their class.
"Hey, Vegeta, there's Chichi, and 18, and Bulma!" Goku said excitedly as
he waved to the three girls sitting with the other football players and athletes.
"C'mon Vegeta, let's go sit with them." Goku smiled as he pulled the
grumbling Vegeta to the back of the room where the three girls were sitting.
"Hey, Goku," Chichi greeted him, "Where's Krillin? Is he here? Why are
you here?"
"Krillin is in Spanish, yes he's here, and because…it's a long story." Goku
sighed.
Chichi smiled, "Well, c'mon, sit down. You can sit next to me, for now, but
the teacher is probably going to move us, later. He says something about we
learn better when we're not gabbing to our friends or something like that." Chichi
rolled her eyes and Goku sat down at the desk next to Chichi and Vegeta took a
seat next to him.
Goku waved to Bulma and 18 who were presently involved in a discussion;
something about factoring Quadratic Trinomials and Linear Equations.
The teacher finally stepped in and called the class to order. The first
class had begun.
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"No, 18, Linear substitutions are easier than equations!" Bulma disputed.
"No they're not! See, look—" 18 stopped when the teacher stopped talking
and slammed his book down on the desk.
"Ms. Briefs and Ms. Gero, what is it exactly that is so important that you
must continue to bicker and quarrel in my class?" the tall, slim man asked.
The whole class turned to scrutinize the two girls and 18 flicked them off.
"Um…well, see, 18 said that Linear Equations were easier than
substitutions, but I told her—" Bulma babbled.
The man sighed, "Thank you Ms. Briefs I understand, but since you two
can't seem to agree, I guess I'll have to move you." They both groaned and
glared at the teacher.
"Alright…" he paused and surveyed the room of students, "I think I'll
move all of you, I don't particularly like your seating arrangements." He smiled,
knowing the anguish he was causing his pupils.
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Bulma scowled and crossed her arms across her chest. Of course, the
teacher would make her sit by Vegeta. She humphed and slumped down in her
seat.
Vegeta glared at her, "Look what you did! Now I have to sit by
you for who knows how long," he snapped at her in a harsh whisper.
"It's not my fault! He was gonna make us move anyways!" She retorted.
He snorted, "Yeah right. There is no denying it, this is your fault."
"It is not!"
"Ms. Briefs!"
She sank back down in her seat, "It is not!" She repeated, this time in a
softer tone.
"Okay," He replied sarcastically, leaning back in his chair.
"Hey, why are you here, anyways? Trying to get more money out of me?"
She demanded.
"What are you talking about, woman?"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Chichi told me all about your
little bet with your friends." Her voice took on an edge of disgust.
Vegeta chuckled, "Why do you sound so appalled?"
"What? Why wouldn't I sound appalled?" She stood up, hands on her
desk, glaring at him. "You're just determined to make me miserable, aren't you?"
By now she was screaming, oblivious to the other gaping students and the
irritated teacher.
"Ms. Briefs, that is enough!" He reached into his drawer and pulled out a
detention slip and started to scribble on it, "I want Chichi to escort you—"
"That's okay, I can go by myself." She spat, not taking her eyes off of
Vegeta.
The teacher looked up, surprise evident on his handsome features. "Well,
uh…I guess you could…" He stuttered, but she had already stalked over to the
door, thrown it open and marched out.
Chichi jumped up and ran after her friend. The teacher didn't bother to
stop her, knowing that it would be useless.
He sighed, "Well, class, thanks to Ms. Briefs and Ms. Gero, we are running
a bit late, so I guess I'll just have to assign you homework."
~*~*~*~*~*
"Bulma, wait," Chichi cried as she ran after her friend. Bulma didn't break
her stride, just kept walking.
"Bulma, c'mon. Wait!" Chichi finally caught up with her and grabbed her
by the arm. "Bulma, what's wrong with you?"
"Bulma looked at the girl and sighed, "I—I don't know. He just gets me so
mad I just want to kick his fucking ass!"
Chichi smiled, "Bulma, you always say that about someone on the first
day of school. It's not that big a deal."
"I know, but…he's different! It's like every time I see him, it just makes
my blood boil!"
Chichi smiled knowingly, "It's okay, B, it'll be okay." She consoled.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Bulma managed to ignore Vegeta for most of the day and finally, it was
time for the last class of the day; Ph. Ed. She groaned inwardly as she, Chichi,
18, Krillin, Goku, and the monster with the gigantic ego, walked outside to the
football field.
Bulma looked over at Vegeta and decided to attempt at a polite
conversation, "You gonna try out for the football team?" She asked.
He glanced at her and sneered, "Of course, woman. They need me."
She snorted, "Yeah right. How would you know?"
"Because I've played them before." He stated before stalking away.
She stared after him for a moment, contemplating what he had said.
He played them before? How could he have played them before? Then, it hit her;
he was the new guy from Orange Star High! How could she not know, it was so
obvious! She stood there with her mouth agape, just staring at his retreating
form. She didn't have any idea! She had called him all these names and things
and come to find out that he was this macho, unbeatable football player. She
couldn't believe herself. 18 and Chichi waved their hands in front of her face.
"Hello? Earth to Bulma," Chichi said. Bulma's head snapped up,
"Oh, yeah, sorry." She turned and walked toward the group of
cheerleaders, slapping herself mentally. Chichi gave 18 a weird look but she just
shrugged and followed.
"Okay," Bulma yelled out, climbing up on a bleacher so she could be
heard, "Some of you guys don't know this, so I'll let you know,
we're going to be playing Orange Star High in a couple weeks." There were
gasps and groans of regret, but Bulma continued, "I think that you guys
remember when we last played them, let's just say that it wasn't a pretty sight,
but we're going to be ready this time. We're going to have to up our practice
times and routines. When the team practices, we practice. We're going to have
to practice 24/7 and it's not going to be easy."
She paused to look around at her squad, "Now, this will be challenging,
but it can also be fun, if we make it." She hopped down and sighed.
"Well, the first thing we need is some new uniforms. We can talk to the
principal to see what we can do, but that'll be the first thing. Next…" Bulma went
on about what needed to be done and finally told her squad that if they
wanted they could make up some cheers and she'd look them over, so she didn't
have to make them all up herself.
"Okay, that's about it. Um…I think you guys all have my phone number
so call me if you have any questions, and I guess I'll see you tomorrow!"
The class was dismissed and the girls started to walk away. Bulma let out
an exasperated sigh and plopped down on the bleachers. Bulma felt a tap on her
shoulder and turned to yell at Vegeta, but when she turned around, she found
that it wasn't Vegeta, or Goku, or Krillin, or any of her friends. In fact, she hated
her with her whole being, and hoped never to see her again, but Bulma's
desire was in vain. She was here, but her eyes told Bulma that she weren't going
anywhere without a fight.
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A/N: CLIFFY!! AHHHHHHHHH!!! WHO IS IT??? SORRY YOULL HAFTA WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA I AM SOOOO EVIL!!!
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