When? Where? What Time?

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, although I wish I did…hmm…that would be GREAT!

Authors Note:

Hey again! Wow, this is going by pretty fast, don't you think? Well it is Chapter Twelve and we are back from the cruise and this is going to be the last chapter of the Bahamas. So you are in for a treat I guess you could say.

Well, on with the Chapter, I hope everyone enjoys and Please Review!

WARNING! This is going to be a VERY short chapter.

Chapter Twelve:

ChiChi was the first to wake up that afternoon, she had already taken a shower and woke everyone else up for breakfast. It was a fairly quick morning for them all. All taken showers and were off for their day. Vegeta and Bulma went off to go shopping for Goku while 18 and Krillen prepared for their special dinner while ChiChi and Goku just walked around.

It was about five o'clock when the gang arrived back home, as a matter of fact, it was if on queue they all met on the first floor by the elevator. ChiChi saw them first and waved with a big smile across her face.

"Wow, hey you guys," ChiChi said. Bulma looked at her thinking the lord that she had other bags to hide the most important shopping gift. "So, where did you guys go?"

"Oh, a few places actually, and then we had some lunch," Bulma smiled. "What about you four?"

"Krillen and I went to the beach for a while and then we just walked for awhile," 18 smiled as they stepped into the elevator.

"Well that is good, I am happy everyone had a good day out, Goku and I did the same, walked around, had some lunch and whatnot," ChiChi smiled.

Once they got to their floor and their apartment door, 18 looked down and saw a letter from their teachers, "Oh hey you guys, look?"

ChiChi picked the letter up and Bulma unlocked the door as they walked inside. Everyone sat down either in the living room or at the dinning while ChiChi opened the letter:

Dear Students,

Hello to everyone, I hope everyone is having a great time at our stay here in the Bahamas. I know I am. It has been almost five weeks since all the seniors have been in a group, although I am sure many of you have come to ask me for favors like going on cruises and or trips. I know most of you have taken advantage of your gift this trip.

But unfortunately, we are nearing the end of our stay here in the Bahamas, and as much as I hate to say it, but this is the last chance we have to get everyone together before Prom and Graduation. So, as tradition on each trip we go on we like to have a special party. The hotel has agreed to allow us to use their hotel next Friday night to Ihave our 'End of Trip' party.

To discuss this situation further, please be in the lunchroom downstairs for a dinner and I will talk to everyone about this more; please be there at seven.

Thank you.

"Well, it is already six fifty, we might as well go ahead and go downstairs," Krillen suggested.

"Yeah I guess so," Bulma said. They started walking downstairs, "Can you guys believe it, the vacation is almost over?"

"Oh I know," 18 said. "It was fun though, I have to admit. I hope everyone else had a pretty god time too."

"I think we did," ChiChi smiled and the gang walked into lunchroom where it was filled with the other seniors of the school. They grabbed the table that was empty, each table sat six.

Bulma looked around as they were served some dinner, "Hmm, at least we don't have to cook or whatever."

"Good point," Goku said.

"Hello seniors. I see everyone is here and accounted for. I am glad to see everyone," the male teacher looked around at the students. "Well then, let's get on with the topic at hand; it s tradition to have a tip of party at the end of our trips. For three years we have seemed to be doing the same type of party: a formal ball and then a beach party. And it has been a popular choice since, are there any objections?" No one replied and he went on with the speech, "Now, before I get started, there will be rules. For the Formal Ball; it is titled The Black and White Ball. I do not mind who wears black and who wears white. But that is the rule. This is not prom, I do not want prom dresses but this is a formal."

"Wow, this is going to be great," ChiChi became giggly.

"The Formal will have a orchestra play, and this will last for three hours, from seven to ten. Then everyone will have a chance to change into a bathing suit with some shorts or something extra to cover up. We will have a DJ play, they will play all types of music and you go swimming and just have whatever fun you want. NO sex, and please, no drinking. But I think I covered everything?" He looked around, "Are there any questions?"

No one replied, everyone was smiling and were already mouthing their plans to their friends, "I can see everyone is excited, please finish this nice meal and report to your rooms for the rest of the evening."

Next Friday; Day of the Party

"Bulma, are you almost ready?" It was ChiChi, screaming at the top of her lungs; everyone holding their ears waiting for Bulma to come out. The guys were all dressed in their tuxedos. Goku and Krillen both in black ones, while Vegeta was in a white one. ChiChi was standing beside 18 who was dressed in a black dress that went a little below her knees, with small slits on each side and high heels. ChiChi on the other hand wanted to be more conservative. Wearing a black and white top with straps and a plain black skirt with white high heels.

"Bulma, I will not call you again…" ChiChi yelled once more, tapping her right foot and hands on hips waiting impatiently.

"I'm coming, good gravy woman," Bulma yelled back. Bulma walked out of the bedroom wearing a white, strapless dress that went mid thigh with white high heels that tied up her ankle. "I told you a few moments ago that I would almost be out. And as you can see," raising her arms, smirking and twirling in a circle, "I was out in a moment."

ChiChi rolled her eyes, "Whatever show off."

"Ha. Stop it Chi, you look great B; I love white on you. You look stunning, and white brings out you color more," 18 said with a friendly wink.

"Thanks, and you look sexy too sweetie," Bulma smiled. "Now let's go party sweeties, I am ready to finish out this trip."

"I agree, it is time to get over high school," Krillen chimed in.

The night went on smoothly. Everyone dancing and conversing with one another. It was time to go to their rooms and change into the ocean side party. It wasn't long before the senior class reunited at the seaside of the hotel. Two major bomb-fires in each end with a stage and speakers surrounding the area.

"Wow, this looks great," ChiChi stated.

"Yeah, I think they went all out for us here," Goku said. Goku smiled like it was Christmas, the colorful lights glimmer around every end; their fellow senior's dancing.

"Come on, let's dance!" Bulma giggled and grabbed Vegeta's arm and dragged him onto the floor. Vegeta smirked as Bulma took advantage of the situation and pulled him to her side and began rubbing against him.

"Poor Vegeta," Goku said. ChiChi rolled her eyes at Goku, sometimes he was so strange.

"I want to dance too," 18 looked at Krillen. He looked at her strangely, "Please…"

"I hate to dance though…"

It was too late, 18 dragged him along before he could pull away. 18 laughed as she jerked him in her direction.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. I am glad to see the students having fun," it was Mr. Colin, one of the supervisors on the senior trip. "I am glad to see that we have pulled it off again this year, and it is said to say, I think this was our most eventful class."

"I agree," Mrs. Simming smiled, looking at the seniors dancing and laughing.

Author's Note:

Sorry this was so short...but the rest of the story will be coming up shortly! I promise, and chapters may start getting shorter...I am sorry...