Hi, again. Hope you liked chapter one, thanks for the reviews you guys!
Dark witch pan: thanks for the compliment, that means a lot. And am glad you liked it. Pan does have cancer just like Jamie, but she's not telling anybody, but when she becomes trunks' girlfriend, she'll tell him eventually, anyway, the story will be slightly different from the movie…and thanks again for reviewing and reading, hope you like this chapter to. enjoy!
On with the second chapter…
ORANGE HIGH MONDAY (7:59) AM
PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE - 8:05 AM
Mr. Kelly gestures for Landon to sit. Trunks don't. His forehead still shows a bruise.
MR. KELLY "I had hopes for you."
"Like I'd grow up to be president, another Reagan." Trunks answer him back.
"Like you'd make it to June. Even cutting half your classes, you have a B- average." MR Kelly said not laughing.
"I'm no dummy." He answers.
"That's right. You just act like one" ME Kelly replied.
On his desk, he places the empty bottles that rolled out of the Camaro.
"They're not mine"
"We found them in your car."
"I wasn't the one drinking, so watcha gonna do about it? Expel me? "Said trunks denying it all.
"I am"
"Now I can do what I want."
"That's right. The world is your oyster." The principal said sarcastically.
SCHOOL ENTRANCE - MINUTES LATER
Trunks busts out, arms high, fists tight, like a righteous political prisoner. Freedom. He struts through the courtyard. Not a care in the world.
THE BREIFS DRIVEWAY - HOUR LATER
Trunks watches a tow truck lower the crumpled Camaro. A neighbor kid, JOSH, 12, watches from across the street, on his way to school.
CAMARO - MINUTES LATER
Trunks poke and prod his car -- the engine, underneath, the body, the paint. A discouraging mess.
THE BRIEFS HOUSE - HALLWAY - MINUTES LATER
Trunks knock on Bulma's bedroom door.
"Mom, I need a ride."
"I'm not getting up to drive you somewhere" Bulma said annoyed and sleepy.
After a couple of seconds. The door to her opened suddenly and she asked trunks, "What're you doing home?"
UNDER CAMARO – LATER
BANGING, RATCHETING, AND CLINKING. Landon's working hard. A BOOM BOX playing SIMPLE MINDS' "Alive and Kicking."
"I wanna talk to you." Trunks heard a voice. He pauses, annoyed, and then rolls himself out.
THE BREIFS DRIVEWAY
The mangled front bumper's on the ground. Bulma stands there in her bathrobe. Upset. Trunk's almost too much.
"You're not hanging round here all day."
"I'm not hanging. I'm fixing my car."
"You don't need a car you can't drive for a month. Your coming with me to the company."
"Why?"
"For a job."
Trunks ignore her. Slides back under his car.
"im going to try you as my assistant, you will be the president of this company one day."
I can't believe this... Trunks' thoughts
Trunks slides back down.
"I'm not working there."
Bulma sets her jaw. He knows that look.
He finally gave up and tagged to the company behind her…well,…He simply screwed up…
PRINCIPAL KELLY'S OUTER OFFICE - EARLY AFTERNOON
Trunks paces, jumpy. Kelly's secretary, MISS TARBOX, quietly locks her purse in her bottom drawer.
"Who's he in with?" trunks asked.
"He'll be with you when he's available." Miss tarbox answered.
The door to Kelly's office opens. Pan son exits with her father, the tall stern REVEREND GOHAN SON. pan eyes trunks as she passes by.
"You expelled, too?" he said jokingly. Nobody laughs or even smiles.
PRINCIPAL KELLY'S OFFICE - MOMENTS LATER
Mr. Kelly makes a note in pan's file.
"Finding the real world to your liking, Mr. Breifs?"
"I want to come back."
"Back? Were you ever really here?" MR Kelly said surprised and looking up.
They both know Kelly has the upper hand. Kelly leans back in his chair, relishing it.
"I want to graduate." Trunks mumble.
Kelly studies trunks, the boy who can't get out of his own way.
"You could grace our hallowed halls again, if, while you're here, you make a sincere effort to be part of our little school community."
"I'd do that." Relived
"How would you do that, Mr. Briefs?"
Trunks shrugs, clueless.
"Shall I give you a few ideas?" the principal said smiling.
"Please" trunks said smiling too.
"Besides attending all your regular classes, I'd like you to help our janitorial staff after school."
"For pay?"
"For the inner satisfaction it will bring. Saturday mornings, I'd like you to tutor disadvantaged students at our sister school."
"I'm as underprivileged as they are" trunks said jokingly.
"The fact that you attend this school makes you privileged." His tone quiets trunks.
"Finally, I'd like you to His tone quiets join the drama club. Rehearsals are Tuesday and Thursday evenings."
"I'd work backstage or something?" trunks said grumbling.
"Or something. They're doing a play for the holidays." He answered trunks.
"When do I get time for me?" trunks questions.
"You don't, that's the point."
Trunks' not happy, but he'll work with this. As he heads for the door, MR. KELLY said, "trunks, none of us faculty see you the way you see yourself. Some of us remember how your father –" Mr. Kelly said softer, trying to reach trunks but he got cut off.
"Then you remember more than I do." He said as he closes the door.
End of chapter 2, hope you like. If it's still confusing…then am sorry. Am trying my best here. The third chapter will be up soon. If I get 5 reviews ill update. Oh, I forgot… DISCLIMER: I don't own dragonball, dragonballz, dragonballgt, the novel, the songs by Mandy Moore, the scripts or anything related to that…review and So long...
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