Decisions - Ch. 9 - A Little Lesson

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Author Note: I am so talented ^.^ I'm happy I can post/update my stories now ^.^ I almost had a cow when I couldn't, it was really stupid. Ok well here it is. Did a couple of special things so hope its all good.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Mr. Bexter's Class~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Stupid mo-fo, but hey as long as he doesn't bother me." Vegeta grumbled crossing his arms glaring daggers at Mr. Baxter.

"Oh come on Vegeta lighten up!" Krillin nudged Vegeta's arm.

"Hello, class!!" MR. Bexter beamed his 'friendly' smile at them. Vegeta looked over to his right past Janga at Bulma, Malachi, Michael and Jeremy. "Excuse me Mr. Ouji, is something interesting you?" Vegeta's head snapped back around.

"Nope, am I interesting you? You keep looking over here? Oh wait I know what it is, it's Janga isn't it?"

"Oh no," Bulma groaned putting her head in her hands.

"You little punk, I could suspend you for that,"

"Go ahead, you won't be hurting me" Vegeta shrugged.

"Ok then, I think I will."

"Mr. Bexter," Bulma began to reason with him.

"What is it Miss Briefs?" He pierced her skin with his eyes.

"Please don't suspend him,"

"And why shouldn't I?"

"Please, it's hard for him to come to a whole new planet where he doesn't know anyone, please give him another chance," She tried to reason with him.

"Fine, but he better not act up again."

"Ok, yes sir, may I please talk to him outside for a moment?"

"Yes, but make it quick." Bulma motioned for Vegeta to follow but he didn't come so she walked over to his desk and started to pull on his arm, reluctantly Vegeta followed. Bulma stepped outside the room closed the door behind Vegeta and pushed him into the lockers.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO GET IN TROUBLE?!?!?!" She yelled at him.

"Don't push me!" He crossed his arms.

"Well, are you? What would come out of getting suspended? Huh? Tell me!"

"I would get to see Aurora, that's what would come out of it! I could be with her instead of sitting in this stupid classroom!"

"So, you'll get to see her after school, it's not like she's going anywhere. If you promise not to get in any more trouble up until fourth period I'll take you to the hospital during lunch."

"Pinky promise?" Vegeta put his right pinky.

"You want me to pinky promise."

"No, I'm doing this for my health."

"Well, sorry I just didn't think that you of all people would do this."

"I was practically raised by my older sisters."

"Yeah, ok," She put out her right pinky and they shook pinkies. "Ok, so you have to be good, let's go back."

"You know, I think he's gay." He added as he walked into the door leaving Bulma behind, totally clueless. Slowly regaining her train of thought she walked back into the classroom.

"Ok then now that our little interruption is over," Mr. Bexter looked over to Vegeta then to Bulma. "Let's get on with the lesson, today we will be learning, how to find the in-center of a triangle." (A/N: don't ask what that is I don't even know something my brother told me, so yeah just play along) "First you have to-"He began.

"This has got to be the MOST boring class EVER!" Vegeta complained rather loudly earning a glare from Mr. Bexter and a look from Bulma. Vegeta looked over to Bulma and shrugged; Bulma rolled her eyes in response.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile in Mr. Dandlax's Class~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Tori, Goku, and Ikea walked into Professor Dandlax's class right before the bell ring. "Aah, and are these the new students I've been hearing about?" A short man with black, long and tangly hair, partially covered by a turban, wearing a long dirty robe that almost reached his feet which were covered by moccasins, his neck was covered in necklaces covered with bottles of white sand-ish materials mini voodoo dolls and a rather tan skin color said with a thick Indonesian accent as he blew really nasty breath at them.

"Yeah, we're the new students," Tori rubbed her nose to get the smell away from it; not being as polite as Tori, Goku fell to the floor in a twitching fit trying to recover his smelling senses. Ikea took a small step away from Goku as to not get hit by his twitching limbs.

"If you would like to take your seats you may, there are three empty ones right up there." He pointed to seats in the far left corner of the room. Ikea walked began to walk to the seats followed by Goku and Tori.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A little later somewhere else~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"We need to see prince Vegeta." A short girl wearing saiyan armor with dark brown hair to her shoulder commanded.

"Oh well I'm sorry but he isn't here right now," Mrs. Briefs stood in her doorway as bubbly as ever.

"Look, it's very important that we see prince Vegeta immediately." A tall girl also wearing saiyan armor with blonde hair to her mid back stepped forward to explain a little better.

"Oh, well he's at school but if you want we can get you two some different clothes and I can sign you in at the High School and you can meet him there," Mrs. Briefs suggested.

"That's a great idea-"The blonde haired girl began

"Yes it is a great idea and while we're at it we can pick up some hot guys and get drunk!" The short girl added unenthusiastically.

"Oh I don't think we have time for that," Mrs. Briefs answered semi- seriously. "Come on let's go," She grabbed the two girls by the hand and the three headed off to the mall.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~At School~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I hate that class!" Vegeta complained to Janga.

"Oh come on! It's not that bad!" Janga tried to reason with him.

"Yeah well the teacher wasn't giving you dirty looks every 10 seconds or watching every centimeter you moved!"

"Ok, sorry I guess I wasn't really paying attention." Janga shrugged and walked on. "So, what class do you have next?" The group started to dig into their pockets to get out their schedules.

"Well, if it isn't mister, look at me I'm big and bad. Hmph, I doubt you're strong enough to break a girl's arm." A tall dark haired boy scoffed at Vegeta. Vegeta stopped his search for his schedule and looked up at him defiantly.

"Wanna find out?" Vegeta shrugged his shoulders basically asking the boy to challenge him.

"Ok, let's go," The brown haired kid began to crack his knuckles menacingly while Vegeta stood there.

"Well, I hope everything is going fine here," A tall red haired lady came between the two.

"Yeah, everything's fine Mrs. Bronstack."

"Good, now Alex you better run along before you're late for class," She instructed the tall boy.

"Yes, Mrs. Bronstack." He went off past Vegeta brushing his shoulder on the way past him.

"Watch out for him Vegeta," Was all Mrs. Bronstack said as she walked off.

"That was a close one," Krillin muttered taking a step next to Vegeta.

"Yeah, remember what Bulma said and don't get in trouble," Janga added watching Alex stalk off down the hallway.

"I have Goodwin," Anoka looked over toward them, "For my next class."

"Hmm," Vegeta reached inside his pocket and pulled out his schedule, "I have, "He searched the list, "Adkins,"

"I got NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Janga screamed out of nowhere,"

"What?" Krillin looked at him funny.

"I have a totally different teacher than both of you and with my luck no one I know will be in my class!" Janga whined. The other three sweat dropped.

"That was the big dilemma?" Tori walked over and put her arm around Janga's waist,

"Yes! That was the big dilemma!" He looked at her like she was crazy. "Who do you have?" He tried to peak over at her paper but she took a step away.

"I have," She paused for exaggeration, "Maddal" She smiled,

"YES! I'M NOT ALONE!" Janga did his own little victory dance.

"Hey," Goku and Ikea came up to the little group forming in the middle of the hallway conveniently blocking traffic. "Are we going over schedules?" Goku asked looking at everyone.

"Yeah," Tori answered.

"Cool, I have Adkins," Goku started,

"I have Goodwin" Ikea added in.

"I have," Krillin searched his paper, "Goodwin," He shrugged and put the paper back in his pocket.

"Ok, well we'll see you guys later!" Tori called out as her and Janga began to walk down to their lockers before heading off to class.

"Ok we'll meet up at our lockers after this class so we don't have to spend so much time in the middle of the hallway,"

"Ok, bye," Ikea called as he left with Krillin and Anoka.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~In The Car~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Oh wait I have to turn around." Bulma's mom yanked the steering wheel to the left barely missing the swerving cars.

"Why are we turning around?" The blonde haired girl asked.

"Oh I have to pick someone up." Mrs. Briefs smiled happily as her hair swayed with the wind and she avoided the cars.

"Why did you have to suggest we get in this contraption with her?! She's a lunatic!" The brown haired girl whispered to her friend.

"Oh come on! Lighten up! At least this way we'll get to talk with prince Vegeta sooner!" She shrugged her shoulders as she whispered back.

"Yeah, I guess," The shorter girl looked out the window to her right." Oh my kami watch out!" She screamed frantically.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~10 Unsafe Minutes Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Ok, you two stay here I'll be right back." Mrs. Briefs hopped out of the car and skipped merrily into the house.

"THAT LADY IS A PSYCHO!" The shorter girl stood up on the seat of the red convertible.

"Oh come on! She isn't that bad! At least she's helping us!" The blonde tried to make the situation seem a little better. After 6 minutes of idle bickering Mrs. Briefs skipped back into the car.

"Ok, he's coming in a minute." She began to rev up the engine. Exactly a minute later a tall boy with long spiky hair cascading down his back with a scar on his face, he was dressed in black baggy pants and a black wife beater. He walked to the car and jumped over the door into the front passenger seat. "Ok, let's go!" Mrs. Briefs slammed her foot on the pedal and they sped off.

"Tell me why I'm coming again!" Raditz yelled over the car engine.

"Well, because everyone has something that they're doing and I figured you could go to school with most of the others." She smiled brightly very proud of her idea.

"What!" Raditz looked over to her wide-eyed.

"It's ok, you don't have to thank me," She redirected her attention to the road.

"I guess," Raditz sighed resting his elbow on the arm rest.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~School~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Ok students. I would like to introduce our new students." A young lady about in her mid to late 20's announced to her class. The teacher had long brown hair to her waist, it was French braided into two braids, and she was semi-tall and was wearing a blue dress that went a little past her knees. "If you would like to introduce yourselves you may."

"My name is Goku!" He smiled goofily as he waved to the class.

"My name is Vegeta." He observed the classroom and its contents.

"As you may have already known or figured out I am Miss Adkins and I teach music and instrumentals." She waved to the instruments in front of the classroom. "Your father has said that you have some experience playing the guitar, Vegeta." She watched him for a response.

"Yeah," He grunted wanting the conversation to last as short as possible.

"Would you like to play it for us?"

"No, I don't play without my guitar."

"Ok then, Goku do you have any musical experiences?" She looked hopefully at him.

"I can sing happy birthday." He rubbed the back of his head earning a laugh from the class.

"Ok I see, you may both take seats now, you can sit wherever you like." Vegeta and Goku took two empty seats in the middle left of the classroom.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Some Else At School~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I will not tolerate any nonsense!" A lady with dark black hair put up into a bun on top of her head. "You two will not be treated special just because you are not of this world, if you get treated special at all it will be because of your athletic ability. "Now class as a warm up jog two laps around the gym." The teacher went and sat down on the first row of bleachers.

"I thought physical education meant training!" Janga complained as he and Tori finished their second lap in record time.

"I said tow laps! Not one you slackers!" Mrs. Maddal screamed at them.

"But we did our two laps!" Tori explained.

"Nobody can do them that fast!" She marched over to them.

"But we did!" Tori continued.

"Nobody on Earth can run two laps around the gym that fast!"

"Exactly my point! Nobody on Earth! But we're not from Earth!" Tori crossed her arms and had a smug look on her face. Mrs. Maddal opened he mouth to make a point but quickly closed it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Miss Adkins Class~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"And a one, two, one, two, three. Go!" The students all began to play their instruments. She had given Goku and Vegeta maracas to play. Goku was shaking his maraca as fast and hard as he could while dancing around the room. Vegeta sat there shaking it every now and then; never more than twice at a time. Vegeta hummed to himself as he watched the ceiling.

"Watcha humming?" Bulma came up behind him playing a guitar.

"None of you business." He cocked one eyebrow to the side.

"I'm surprised you haven't gotten in trouble yet."

"I'm not stupid, I know when and when not to mess with a teacher."

"Apparently." Bulma slowed down her music as she neared the end of the song.

"So, when is lunch?" He stopped playing his maraca altogether.

"It's during the next class, what teacher do you have?" She ended the song before the rest of the class.

"Lemme check." Vegeta pulled out his schedule, "I have Feaster." He folded it up and placed it in his back pocket.

"Shit, ok we have different lunches, you only in my lunch for about 10 minutes; we'll have to play hookie." She sat in the seat next to Vegeta.

"Hookie?"

"Yup, hookie."

"What's hookie?"

"Oh, you don't know what it is do you? Ok well it's when you skip class."

"You mean to tell me that miss pure and innocent skips class?!?" He pretended to be surprised.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I do! Does Mr. I am so perfect and have an ego the size of Alaska skip class?" She was being sarcastic. Vegeta cracked his knuckles.

"It's my specialty," he grinned and lay back in his chair.

"Oh get over yourself." Bulma pushed the unsuspecting Vegeta causing him to fall out of his chair.

"Are you ok Mr. Ouji?" Miss Adkins stopped her rather long and drawn out ending.

"Uh, yeah I'm fine I just got a little carried away with the ending." He made up a quick excuse.

"All of you could learn a lesson from Mr. Ouji, especially you Miss Briefs! The way you walk around with you slutty clothes!"

"Here we go," Bulma muttered putting her head in her hands.

"You're always, masquerading around in your skin tight pants! And low cutting shirts with your cleavage hanging out!" Vegeta began to laugh but he held his mouth so he wouldn't. "IS SOMETHING FUNNY MR. OUJI?!?" She glared at him.

"No, nothing I just have this cough." He hit his chest and faked a cough.

"Oh ok," She looked at him skeptically. "Ok let's finish-"The bell rang as soon as she began her sentence. The class rushed out of the room leaving their instruments everywhere.

"Ok, come on." Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm.

"Where are we going?" He chased after Bulma in fear of getting his arm ripped off.

"We have to hide so we can get out of here."

"Ok," Bulma opened a door, threw him inside and came in after him. "Where are we?" Vegeta looked around into the dark.

"Shh!" Bulma whispered "We're in a classroom that the teachers don't really use anymore. We'll wait here till the bell rings and then we'll leave the building. "She pulled him behind a table and watched as the door opened.

"Oh Yamcha, I can't believe we're doing this! Teachers are so blind" A girl giggled as she came in the room.

"Anything for you Britney." Yamcha kissed her chin. Bulma sat against the marble science table and brought her knees to her chest; she started to sniffle but muffled it when she put her head in her knees.

"What's going on?" He asked her as the bell rang.

"Nothing but we should get going now." She got up wiping her eyes and crawled around the tables as so not to be seen. They finally reached the door undetected. Vegeta opened the door quietly and let Bulma slip out and then got out and closed the door. "Follow me" Bulma's voice cracked up as she talked. Vegeta grabbed Bulma's arm and pushed her up against the lockers.

"What's going on back there?" Vegeta asked her firmly.

"N-nothing," Bulma avoided Vegeta's gaze.

"I'm not gonna take that as an answer, what happened?" He held her chin with one hand and forced her to look into his eyes.

"That was my boyfriend back there." Vegeta let go of her and backed up.

"Stay here, I'll be right back." Vegeta walked back toward the classroom. He approached the classroom and opened the door, not even bothering to be quiet Yamcha stopped when he looked up and saw Vegeta got wide-eyed.

"Wh-what do you want?" He stuttered.

"I want to teach you to enjoy, cherish, and respect the things you have,- while you still have them." Vegeta lifted him off the ground by the cast on his arm and punched him in the face sending him into the wall. He left to rejoin Bulma without saying a word. "Ok let's go." Vegeta picked Bulma off the ground where she was crying silently. He carried her in his arms, to the outside of the high school and flew the rest of the way to the hospital. Halfway there Bulma fell asleep after mumbling

"Thank you Vegeta."

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Author Note: Hey again! Ok well I hope everything turned out alright! Don't worry Kayla I'll do what you say, I hope 2 certain people turned out the way they were supposed to. Ok that's about it. I'll try to update soon I've already started on the next chapter. Ja ne

Jordan