Decisions - Ch. 8 - School Starts

Author Note: Here it is ~~ means change in time/place. '-' means thinking/exaggerations. "-" means talking.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except any characters not in the manga I own those.

"Wake up now!" Bulma yelled banging on the door of Vegeta's room.

"Onna! Go away!"

"NO! You have to go to school!" She yelled to him.

"Come on Vegeta, just get up and open the door." Janga tried to convince him.

"NO! Stay away from that door." Vegeta got ready to stop Janga.

"I got it!" Janga jumped up and grabbed the door flinging it open. Vegeta dived right into Bulma.

"AAAAAH" Bulma screamed as Vegeta fell on top of her.

"Hi," Vegeta rubbed the back of his head.

"Grr, I'm not even going to bother yelling at you, just get ready we have school today.

"What? I wanted to go see Aurora. Can we get checked out?"

"School doesn't last all day so you'll have time to go see her after school, now go get ready." She pointed into his room. Vegeta, clad in only black silk boxers, got up and went into his room.

~10 minutes later~

"Happy? I'm dressed now." Vegeta came out in semi-baggy, black pants and a tight, black wife-beater. He had a silver chain running through every other belt loop and black Osiris shoes.

"No, you can't wear that to school and you need to get ready for school."

"Well too bad I will wear what I want."

"Whatever and if they give you I.S.S. don't blame me."

"I.S.S.?" He looked at her funny. "In school suspension." She explained.

"Whatever." Vegeta murmured. Janga came down a few minutes later in pants identical to Vegeta's and a black volcom stone shirt.

"Hey," He rubbed his eyes groggily.

"Hey, took you long enough" Vegeta commented grabbing some of the eggs and bacon that were on the counter. "Where did you get that shirt?" Vegeta looked at him suspiciously.

"Oh uh," He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "When I went shopping we got some clothes."

"I thought I told you NOT to get roped into her evil 'shopping'" He said the last word with a hiss.

"Oh come on, Vegeta it wasn't that bad."

"Yes it is! Soon you'll leave me to go on 'shopping' trips with them! At first it's once a week and soon you go 'shopping' everyday!"

"I'm not going to go everyday!"

"That's what you think now! That is exactly what my sisters did! They roped the little me into 'shopping'" He despised that word. Janga just rolled his eyes.

"What did you have to eat?"

"Huh," Vegeta was in the middle of stuffing a piece of chocolate in his mouth.

"NO! PUT THAT DOWN NOW!"

"NO IT'S MINE!" Vegeta started to run around the house being chased by Janga.

"Tori! Cut him off!" Janga chased Vegeta into Tori and grabbed the chocolate from Vegeta.

"Give me the chocolate back now."

"NO, step back, or, or I'LL EAT IT!" He threatened.

"You wouldn't." Vegeta was taken back.

"I would." Vegeta began to step forward and as fast as he could dove at Janga. Janga threw the chocolate in his mouth. Vegeta gasped wide eyed.

"Do I want to ask what just happened?" Bulma looked at Tori.

"Yeah you'll need to incase it happens in the future."

"Ok, what just happened?"

"Well, Vegeta's allergic to chocolate and when he has chocolate he gets really hyper. Not like sugar high kids but even more hyper, trust me it's freaky."

"Ok, I will NEVER give him chocolate then." Bulma watched Vegeta sitting on the couch curled up in the fetal position mumbling something incoherent. "How long does it take to wear off?" She directed her attention back over to Janga.

"From how much he's eaten it should wear off before we get to school."

"Ok, good. Let's get ready then." Everyone got ready and Janga got Vegeta's stuff ready for him since he was currently incapable of doing it himself.

~20 minutes later~

"Ok, let's go." Bulma directed all of the teens out of the house and into an aircraft. Soon they arrived with an almost normal Vegeta. "Follow me." Bulma walked into the main office with stares from the other kids at the school. "Hi, these are the new students." She spoke with the front office secretary.

"Oh ok. Mrs. Briefs you may go to your class and I will get these students their schedules."

"Ok, thank you." She smiled and walked out of the front office.

"Hey B-chan!" Chi Chi called. She was wearing stretchy pants with a light blue baby doll tee. She had white Etnies shoes to match the outfit.

"Hey Chi." She waved to her. Bulma had dark blue baggy cargo pants with a white tank top and white Roxy shoes. "Do you know where 18 is?"

"No, I just got here but she's probably in the usual spot."

"Yeah true, ok let's go to our lockers and then we can go meet up with the others."

"Ok," The friends headed off to the lockers. "We have Hemeler first don't we?" Chi Chi looked over to her.

"Yeah," Bulma and Chi Chi got out their math books. "Ok let's go." They closed their lockers and headed to their usual spot. "Hey 18!" She waved to her friend.

"Hey, took you guys long enough."

"I know I had to help Mr. high and mighty." She explained.

"Hey B." A boy with completely blonde hair that was spiked up to be 7 inches high came up to her.

"Hey Michael." She gave him a little hug. "What's up?"

"Nothing, but, we wanna know what these new students are like."

"They're so, so. There are two girls coming in and four boys. The girl's names are Anoka and Tori. The boy's names are Janga, Vegeta, Kakkarot, and Krillin."

"Oh, so which ones the prince?" Another boy dressed like a skater with brown hair came over.

"Hey Malachi, Vegeta's the prince. He's real head-strong." She explained.

"Oh, do you think they could be in our group?"

"The way they dress yeah, they dress like you, except they seem to think they can wear all the stuff you guys get in trouble for." She nodded her head.

"Krillin is cute!"18 added in smiling from ear to ear.

"Kakkarot is cuter!" Chi Chi bickered with 18.

"Whatever you can keep wishing."

"I don't have to." She smiled. 18 rolled her eyes at Chi Chi. Ring, Ring

"Ugh, let's just go to Mrs. Hemeler's class now." Bulma sighed and headed off to their first period class.

"Hello class." The ditzy teacher smiled to everyone. She had short graying hair and rosy cheeks that had little dimples on both sides of her mouth. (A/N: think Santa Clause's wife) The room was scattered with kids everywhere. Most of the kids mingled within each other without any open seats in places but there was one group in the left hand corner of the classroom. The preps were in the front left corner next to the goody goods and then the nerds. Bulma's group was the one in the far left corner right behind the jocks. "We have some new students accompanying us for the rest of the school year and maybe longer. They are foreign to this planet so I want you to treat them with the respect." She waved her hand for them to come in. Faint bickering could be heard from outside the door. Finally Krillin walked in ahead of them with Ikea (A/N: I couldn't remember my own character's name so I had to look everywhere for it lol ^.^). Followed by Janga, Tori and Goku. Finally the no ouji came in behind the rest with a smug look on his face. "Now if you would all introduce yourselves." She smiled merrily at them.

"My name is Krillin." He waved and smiled to 18 who was with Bulma and a group of friends in the far left corner of the room..

"My name is Ikea." He said nervously.

"Janga." He observed the room.

"My name is Tori." She smiled to them all.

"My name's Kakkarot! But you can call me Goku." He shouted making Vegeta smack his forehead.

"And his name is Vegeta. Vegeta Ouji. He is the prince of the saiyans." The old teacher spoke before he could; leaving him looking at her like she was a freak. "Now if you would all like to take seats I may begin role call and class." She gestured her hand to free seats in the classroom.

"Hey, there's a bunch of seats over there." Janga whispered to Vegeta and pointed to the corner of the room across from Bulma's group of friends.

"Ok, let's go." Vegeta walked over there leading the group to the seats in the corner. They finally reached the seats attentive to the whispering about them floating around the room. Vegeta watched the bruised and bandaged Yamcha in a seat in front of Bulma. Vegeta sat on the outside and Janga sat next to him followed by Tori then Anoka. Krillin sat in front of Vegeta followed by Goku and Ikea. "There's the asshole." Vegeta tilted his head over to Yamcha.

"You totally screwed him up." Janga smiled deviously over to Vegeta.

"You're plotting something aren't you?" He smiled back.

"Nah, I just thought it was pretty funny." He let out a short laugh. "Me, plot something? Never." They turned their attention back to the teacher who was doing roll call still.

"Brendan?"

"Here!" A short brown haired boy from Bulma's group raised his hand and shouted loudly.

"Rob," The teacher called out.

"Here!" another boy from Bulma's group raised his hand nonchalantly. He had black hair that didn't look combed or even washed for that matter.

"Jeremy," The teacher with her short, graying hair continued to read down her list.

"HERE!" He screamed at the top of his lungs. He had hair like Rob's but it was brown. The teacher continued to call out roll until she finished. Vegeta was leaning back in his chair perfectly relaxed.

"This class feels like it's never going to end." Janga leaned over to Vegeta. Vegeta snickered.

"Look at Tori; she's going to get a headache from staring too hard at the board." Vegeta watched Tori.

"Oh come on, she just wants an education."

"But she's plenty smart." Vegeta watched him from the corner of his eye.

"Yeah, but she doesn't seem to think so." He sat back in his seat relaxing. Soon enough the class flew by quick and the bell finally rang. "Who do you have now?" Janga began to walk out of the classroom with the others.

"I got," Vegeta searched his schedule. "Bexter."

"Cool, Who do you have Tori?"

"Um, noo, I got Dandlax."

"I have Dandlax too." Goku added in smiling.

"Cool, anyone else got Dandlax."

"I do," Ikea held up his schedule.

"Ok, let's go then." Janga gave Tori a quick kiss on the cheek before the trio headed off to Mr. Dandlax's class.

"Ok so who does everyone else have?" Janga looked at Krillin and Anoka.

"I have Bexter with you guys." He shrugged.

"Same here." Anoka switched her weight to her left leg.

"Ok, let's go." They headed down the opposite side of the hall to their class. The hallways were crowded with people going in all directions; they were pushing through the crowd to get to class.

"Hey! Who do you think you are?!?!?" A boy who looked like a jock with a pudding bowl hair cut and blond hair looked at him like he was crazy or just plain stupid. Vegeta sighed turning around to the guy who had pushed his shoulder.

"What do you want?"

"Who do you think you are, thinking you can just push your way through this school? I'm going to have to teach you a lesson and let you learn your place." He shoved Vegeta into the now forming crowd. Vegeta brought his fist back ready to punch the guy. His fist went toward the boys gut but was blocked by his arm although the boy still went flying into the lockers. Vegeta raised his fist to punch the boy again.

"Vegeta stop!" Bulma came up behind him and grabbed his fist. "Stop it now!" She struggled to pull him back, reluctantly he obeyed. She dragged him over to a side hallway. "You are going to get in so much trouble by the time this school year is over." She turned around and glared at him.

"It was his fault he started it!" Vegeta tried to explain.

"It doesn't matter! You hit him back and you probably broke his arm." By now Bulma's group of friends had gathered around them. Janga, Krillin, and Anoka had come up behind Vegeta.

"That was a pretty good fight back there." Michael congratulated Vegeta.

"Hmph." Vegeta shrugged.

"You crushed his arm!" Malachi ran back toward the group. "It's all crushed in; he's going to the hospital right now!"

"Stop encouraging him! I'm supposed to make sure he doesn't get in trouble."

"Whatever, but one thing," Vegeta leaned in close to Bulma's ear making her heart speed up and whispered seductively. "I don't need a babysitter." He turned and walked off to his next class. They could hear Bulma's group talking about them as they left. "Ok, where's the teacher's classroom?" Vegeta looked over to Anoka.

"Right over there, sire."

"Don't call me that, call me Vegeta." He crossed his arms.

"Uh, yes, Vegeta." Anoka tried out his name.

"Ok, let's go!" Janga ushered them toward the door. He pushed Vegeta in first who looked around the room for a group of empty seats.

"Oh hello, you must be the new students!" The teacher greeted them.

"Yeah," Janga replied.

"Oh and you must be the prince," Mr. Bexter moved past Vegeta to Janga.

"Well, actually." Janga started.

"No, please don't speak, let me talk, it is a pleasure to have you hear and you look much different from the picture I was sent but that's ok." He began to mumble incoherently.

"He's the prince!" Janga shouted to get the teacher out of his dazed expression and mumbling; he pointed to Vegeta who just watched the teacher. Mr. Bexter's expression lit up and then dropped as he looked over Vegeta.

"Oh, I see." His voice seemed glum; Janga looked around confused. "You may take any empty seat you choose." He held his hand out to the seats in the classroom. The group walked over to a group of empty seats.

"You know what?" Vegeta whispered to Janga. "I have the odd feeling this teacher is gay," Vegeta momentarily paused. "And that he likes you." He finished his sentence and took a seat in the middle back of the room.

"Oh, no! No way in hell! I'm taken!" Janga put his hands infront of him in defence, "That is just sick!" He sat down next to Vegeta.

"I think Vegeta's right," Krillin added, "Did you see the way his expression dropped when Janga wasn't the prince? He was practically drooling over Janga!" Krillin tried his hardest not to laugh as he sat down in the seat in front of Janga. Anoka giggled as she sat in front of Vegeta.

"Just wait till Tori finds out, there's going to be competition." She smiled brightly. Vegeta looked over to the entrance of the room as Bulma and some of her friends came into the room and took there seats just as the bell rang.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End Ch. 8~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Author Note: Ok is it just me or does the End Ch. Thing seem stupid, I need a way to symbolize that the story ends but I don't know what to put. Ok well if you have any suggestions just put it in the review or something. Ok well if you have some couples that you would like to hook up with Bulma's friends; I can hook them up with other people like Anoka and Malachi. If there's anything that you want to happen just tell me and I can arrange it. Ok well please review now! Oh and thanks to all the people who have reviewed before!

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