Note: IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! OK. I'm going to skip right along to the last day of 1st grade. 1st grade just seems to drag the story too slow. Then halfway through the chapter, I'm going to skip to 3rd grade. 2nd grade is just as boring as 1st. I'm going to skip around a whole lot this chapter until they get to Jr. High. Elementary is just boring to write about. Just for the record, in my fic they all go into Jr. High, not Middle School.
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Bulma wiped her eyes. Last day of 1st grade. They had recently built a new elementary school and that means half the students of her class would be transferring there. She wouldn't see them again until Jr. High. At this thought, she bawled right into Vegeta's shirt.
"Suck it up, Girl!" He said, not as mean as he wanted it to be. (He calls her Woman when she is a teenager or a woman, but I don't think he calls her that when she's 5.) He himself had to admit he would miss arguing with her. He was one of the ones being transferred. "Unless I get run over by a bus, I'll be seeing you in…." Vegeta paused, trying to figure out what 7-1 was. "Ah! 6 years!"
"6 ½" Bulma grumbled. She bawled harder at the thought of him being run over by a bus. She had an image of an overturned bus with a tuff of black, spiky hair sticking out from the side Wicked-With-of-the-West style. She was semi-happy though. Goku was staying. Krillin, 18, Launch, and Marron were being transferred. Now that she thought about it, Yamcha and Puar had the option of going to either one, because they lived right inbetween both schools. The only ones who were staying were Jessie, Meg, Laura, Goku, Tien, Oolong, Goku, and her. She frowned. The only people she really fraternized with were Goku, Yamcha, Jessie, and Vegeta. Most of the time was spent argueing over math problems with Vegeta. She frowned deeper. She liked arguing. She was usually right. She sniffled and went to hug everyone else goodbye.
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It was the last day of third grade. Bulma had completely forgotten about everyone else who used to be in her 1st grade class. Yamcha and Puar ended up being transferd. She sniffled again because she knew that she wouldn't be seeing her friends, Jessie, Meg, and Laura, until next year. Goku lived a block away from her, so it was no biggie going over to his house. Jessie (her new best friend) lived in a completely different town so she would only see her when her parents had the time to drive her down.
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Bulma was so excited. She couldn't wait to get to Jr. High. She locked arms with Jessie, Meg, and Laura as they walked down to the buses. All the 'little kids' were bustling past them. Bulma thought of something and wailed.
"It's our last day of being the rulers of the school!" Bulma bawled. Bulma had been the president. (No surprise there, ppl.) Jessie had been Vice President, Meg had been Treasurer for her love of being rich, and Laura had been voted Secretary for her spectacularly neat handwriting. (Mine is like a teachers. I hate it.)
Jessie put her arm around Bulma as she wailed. The other two started wailing as well. (Remember this ppl, this is a classic prep scene.)
Jessie sniffled as well. "It'll be okay. We only have to wait one year and then we'll be the biggest again!!!" she said encouragingly.
"Yea! Like, the 8th graders can't be that harsh!" Laura piped in.
"Maybe we might even go out with one!!!" Meg finished slyly.
The others squealed. Bulma felt better due to the happy atmosphere currently being formed.
She walked up to the doorway of her bus. "Bye! Call me Jess!" She boarded her bus feeling that something strange would happen to her once she walked into that Jr. High.
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Next time: The first day of Jr. High.