Author's Note: Finally! This takes forever to write! I had a HUGE case of
writer's block, but believe it or not, this chapter is my story. Just
happened. Creeeeepy! Okay! Read it and love me!
Dad was coming to pick me up, so I sat on the curb waiting for him, sobbing silently and straight faced.
I felt a hand on mine and turned to look.
"What do you want?!" I yelled at Goku, who had just appeared.
"Have you ever actually met Ryoka? In person?" Goku asked breathing heavily.
I thought about it. I guess I hadn't. Sure I mean, she's one of Maron's old friends, Bulma knows her, and I've talked to her online, and the phone, and I can tell, I don't like her.
I shook my head, and he paled.
"Ryoka is a nickname," He explained. "That's not her real name."
"Oh really? Tell someone who cares." I said huffing and put my head on my knees and my arms around my legs.
"Chi-Chi, do you think Bulma and I have something between us?" Goku asked.
"There better not be!" I screamed turning many more heads.
"Then you have nothing to worry about with Ryoka." He got up and walked away.
By the time my Dad came to pick me up, I was still confussed. What did he mean? I thought he liked Ryoka. Why should it matter?
We passed a speed limit sign and it clicked. I screamed.
"BULMA IS RYOKA!" I screamed, scaring the shit out of my father.
Author's Note: Yes yes yes, short chapter, but the next one is gonna be posted within the next 24 hours so CHILLLLLLLL!
Dad was coming to pick me up, so I sat on the curb waiting for him, sobbing silently and straight faced.
I felt a hand on mine and turned to look.
"What do you want?!" I yelled at Goku, who had just appeared.
"Have you ever actually met Ryoka? In person?" Goku asked breathing heavily.
I thought about it. I guess I hadn't. Sure I mean, she's one of Maron's old friends, Bulma knows her, and I've talked to her online, and the phone, and I can tell, I don't like her.
I shook my head, and he paled.
"Ryoka is a nickname," He explained. "That's not her real name."
"Oh really? Tell someone who cares." I said huffing and put my head on my knees and my arms around my legs.
"Chi-Chi, do you think Bulma and I have something between us?" Goku asked.
"There better not be!" I screamed turning many more heads.
"Then you have nothing to worry about with Ryoka." He got up and walked away.
By the time my Dad came to pick me up, I was still confussed. What did he mean? I thought he liked Ryoka. Why should it matter?
We passed a speed limit sign and it clicked. I screamed.
"BULMA IS RYOKA!" I screamed, scaring the shit out of my father.
Author's Note: Yes yes yes, short chapter, but the next one is gonna be posted within the next 24 hours so CHILLLLLLLL!