Hi again, hope you liked the second chapter, thanks for the reviews, hope you like this chapter too.
Disclaimer: don't own it.
NOTE: Goten is not pan's uncle. And bra and trunks aren't brother and sisters. They are not saiyans.
On with chapter 3:
SCIENCE CLASSROOM - AFTER SCHOOL..
Trunks sweeps at the floor during the Star Club open house. A dozen nerds, including Pan Son (wearing her green sweater), stand at astronomy exhibits. Students wander in, listen, look.
"…Saturn's 15 degrees to the right of red Antares and much brighter." Pan answering questions.
To her small audience, she holds up a contraption made from a wire coat hanger. "This is a very simple device made from a coat hanger, plastic wrap and typewriter correction fluid. Does anyone know what it is?" pan asked.
But no one does.
" A star frame." Trunks answered barely audible.
But pan hears. She regards him a moment, then keeps going. " This is a star frame."
Goten and Uub enter, checking on trunks, glancing at pan.
"A star frame will help you locate stars and planets with your naked eye –" but she gets cut off by Goten.
"bet you can see angels over there." Goten said mocking pan.
Pan answered taking him seriously " maybe…even Einstein, the more he studied the universe, the more he believed in a higher power. "
" if that's true, then Why can't god get you a new sweater?" Goten kept asking mockingly.
"he's too busy looking for your brain."
Uub and Trunks laughed loudly. Members of the club look at them.
"That was a joke. Laugh." Trunks said…
THE BREIFS KITCHEN – EVENING
Trunks washes up while his mother sets the table. The microwave hums in the b. g.
"Your father dropped off an extra check." Bulma said to trunks (Vegeta is like London's father in the movie .ok?)
"I don't want his money. Sending a check once a month doesn't make him exactly a father." Trunks answered.
" it could help with a new car."
" I like the car I have"
" He picks up the envelope with wet hands. Without looking inside, rips it in half. Cynthia smiles, quietly happy.
SATERDAY MORNING.
Trunks was in his bed, sleeping in… when suddenly his mother work him up..
"trunks, up, up ,up"
trunks ignores her.
"Saturday. No school." Trunks answered sleepy.
" tutor disadvantaged students, now up!"
SCHOOL BUS - TRAVELING - SATURDAY MORNING
Enthusiastic preppies, richies, other do-gooders, singing "Karma Chameleon." pan sits in an aisle seat, reading not singing. She turns around to look at Landon. rides in the back row, staring out the window, wearing Sony Walkman, glum.
JEFFERSON HIGH - LIBRARY - LITTLE LATER
A big room with tables and chairs but few books. Pairs of heads are bent over textbooks and notebooks. trunks sits with LUIS, a freshman boy of mixed ethnicity. A geometry text between them.
"So what is the measure of angle x if A and B are similar triangles?" trunks reading.
Luis is lost, intimidated.
"Know what 'similar' means?" trunks tried again.
Luis shrugs. Luis looks down at the book as if for the answer, then at trunks , hopeless.
"what do you think?"
"i think this is bullshit, man" then Luis He gets up and walks off. trunks looks up in disbelief and catches pan studying him. She's at a nearby table with her student, ISABEL.
"SCHOOL BUS - NOON"
The DOOR SWISHES SHUT behind trunks as he hops aboard. He's late and heads for the rear bench seat. the bus begins to roll. trunks lurches forward.
TRAVELING - LATER
trunks sits alone. pan sees him and sits next to him, he ignores her as he Puts a new tape into his Sony walkman.
"You going to visit Harold?" pan questioned trunks in hopes to start a conversation.
What-who is she talking about? (remember people, is for thoughts, " is for talking and ( is me! )
"They let him out of the hospital yesterday, He's in a rest home on oak street." pan keeps talking.
that old man
"He goes to my father's church. He could've died-"
" This your idea of small talk?" trunks said getting annoyed.
"I don't make small talk-" but she gets cut off again by trunks.
" Obviously."
" I just wanted to tell you not to give up. Sometimes you've got to back into the teaching from somewhere else." She trys again.
He hears her but he makes o sign.
" What makes you volunteer?" she pauses then she talks again "Want to know why I tutor reading?"
"not really."
" Because, growing up, books were my world."
"were?" trunks said in a mean way.
" You don't know me."
" Your book and your brown sweater and your hair. What's more to know ?"
" I wear the sweater because I'm cold. I read because no one talks to me. My hair is my hair. What is it exactly that's bothering you?"
"You don't care what people say?"
" You mean care what you say? I'm worrying about other things."
" Like what? The moons of Jupiter?"
" Can't you have a normal conversation?"
" I don't want to have any conversation."
" Good, cuz talking to you is like trying to explain red to a blind person"
she gets up and go to her seat. The bus pulls to a stop in front of orange high. Morran , wearing a neck brace, is waiting, leaning on her Cabriolet. Pan watches trunks exit the bus. Trunks greets Morran, kissing her.
Hope you liked it. The next chapter would be up soon.
Tears of the Nite
