SSJ3MysticGohan-this wasn't meant to be separated so I could eliminate any prologue…otherwise the prologue and first chapter (which I considered one chapter from the start) would be super short.

ShadowDreamer27-Thanx, I'm glad you like the story. Also thanx for the oops info again. Kingkirara is gone now I think

Darklordmiho-if I only had preprogrammed cyborgs…..sigh

Satan'stoasterstrudel- thanx, I always find it that he bumps into her right away or has no reason at all to just randomly meet her so hence the spoof. Now I was wondering about your miming 101 class…you see I myself know an underprivileged seal and was wondering if she could join…her name is "nonexistent" and she's really sweet.

Anonymous- I'm sorry that you feel that way. I meant it as a general spoof of many different gohan goes to high school and field trip to capsule corp. fanfics. I really didn't mean to offend you. I spoof things all the time like Les Mis and Wicked which I adore. I do this out of love for these things.

Honeynutloop-the other difference is how they want their gohan. It's like he's a burger and they can have him sweet, cool, or mean.

guy in straight-jacket-I'm not really going to make this a gohan torture fic all that much because though I strive for spoofyness I also love and adore my boy Gohan here and don't enjoy those tortures set upon him by other children of the revolution.

Sheik's twin, chibikuro rose-sama, rockerkid4988, tea, Polepeeps25- thanx for reviewing and I'm glad you like the story.

Now to the story………………………………………………………………….

Last time on Buffy the Vamp-

Ahem…I mean DBZ:

Wait a second, Gohan thought, did she say Satan?

"Class, settle down." Mr. Bellamy called out. Of course, nobody listened to their teacher and the noise level actually went up.

Mr. Bellamy picked up the apple on his desk. He threw it into the air grabbing his ruler. He swung at the apple and it went flying. It smashed into the back wall and the class sat down quietly. By the class it is meant every single person in unison. It's amazing how in fan fictions everyone can do the same thing at once.

"Now as I was saying…Class we have a new student today. His name is Gohan Son and he's starting here today. I'll let him tell you a bit about himself. Mr. Son could you please come in now?"

In the hallway Gohan's mind had been racing. He was becoming friends with the daughter of the man that had taken credit for killing Cell. Gohan remembered Hercule's "fight" with Cell. It was funny. He actually claimed that he slipped. Good times, good times.

He heard a voice calling him into the room. He hesitantly opened the door to a room filled with rows of teenagers. Teenagers can be very scary, especially when you are a boy that has hung around adults all his life. This was new territory, new scary people.

"Hi guys," Gohan said hesitantly putting his right hand behind his neck, "I'm Gohan Son and I live in the 439 mountain area with my mom and little brother. I've been home schooled all my life by my mom. I study all day for my mom but I really like camping, martial arts, and hanging out with my friends."

There was a few speculative glances when Gohan said that he liked camping. This scrawny, nerdy bookworm could never survive outside. When Gohan said that he liked martial arts the entire class gasped in unison. He liked martial arts. This little twig liked to fight. Then they all realized that he must have meant that he liked watching martial art. Maybe he was a fan of Mr. Satan. The fact the he then said that he likes to hang out with his friends was kind of a letdown dramatically after all that but some people were still surprised that Gohan had any friends.

"Thank you Gohan," aid Mr. Bellamy trying to hide the fact that he too was surprised to learn this information about his new student. "You can sit down wherever you like."

Gohan scanned the room till he found an empty seat which jut happened to be next to a blond girl. He went over to her and sat down. He put down his backpack and opened the zipper. He then took out two notebooks, three pens, two pencils, a box of markers, a folder, a nametag, and a duck.

Gohan looked over to the authoress and cocked his eyebrow at her. Why was he bringing a duck to school? What purpose would that serve? Did he have to go argue with her? While the authoress would LOVE for Gohan to come talk to her it wouldn't be the most productive thing so she took the duck away and instead gave him a ruler.

Gohan, now seeing a ruler instead of a duck turned to face the blond girl. He sat there because the blonde was sitting next to a Ms. Satan. He wanted to see if she was really that oaf's daughter. If she is then he pitied her.

"Hi, I'm Erasa, with an E and this is my friend Videl."

"We've already met Erry. Hi again, Gohan. What are you planning to do. You look like you plan on coloring all class spanning two notebooks with some drawing and ruler usage."

Gohan mentally giggled. "Nah, just working on creating a jet board that doesn't burn the grass if you go too low. The boards Bulma have been developing all have flames coming out of the bottom and if people put their hands under the boards when they are on or activate them upside down there are fire problems. The biggest problem is the fact that it starts grass fires. You should see capsule corp.s lawn after Bulma had me try out the last one. Bulma almost had a fit. Vegeta just stood there and laughed, the arrogant jerk and—what guys? Why are you staring at me like that? Do I have a tail?" Please say no he mentally thought.

"You know Bulma Briefs head of Capsule Corperation?"

"Sure! She's been friends with my dad ever since she was sixteen. Her son Trunks is my little bro, Goten's, best friend. Vegeta and I spar all the time. He can be a real pain though."

"Well I know a famous person too." said Erasa sounding proud. A look of realization dawned on Videl's face as she tried to stop Erasa. "I'm best friends with Videl Satan the daughter of Hercule Satan."

"Oh."

"Oh? That's it. You don't think that it's really cool knowing the daughter of the great Hercule. He saved the world you know. Where is your appreciation? He did something nobody else could do. I'd like to see you beat Cell." Erasa

"You would have if the camera hadn't blown up," Gohan mumbled.

"What was that?" Videl asked Gohan, wondering what he could have possibly said to that. Maybe he challenged Erasa to do the same.

"Nothing." Gohan practically squeaked putting his hand behind his head.

"Do you always do that? Put your hand behind your head, I mean. This is the second time I've seen you do that in the past 5 minutes." Videl asked suspiciously.

"It's kind of a family habit, sorry about that."

Suddenly, with a wham, a book was brought down hard, on Gohan's desk. The three of them looked up to see Mr. Bellamy looking at them.

"So nice of you three to join us. Now I know you are new Mr. Son but in school we don't talk while the lesson is being taught. If you do talk and get caught you get into trouble. As for you Erasa, your grades aren't good enough for you to gab in class. And Videl, I'm surprised at you. One more disturbance and you'll all be in the hall. Since you all weren't paying attention you all must know the answers. Would one of you care to solve the problem on the board?"

Gohan stood up and walked over to the chalkboard. He stared at it for a few moments before writing down the answer, showing all his work. He then proceeded to find the answer two more ways. Mr. Bellamy was impressed to say the least.

"Well then, that was a spectacular job. Your mother taught you this all I assume."

"When I was 12 my mother taught me these ways. I know three more ways to prove it although it was easy enough to discern just from looking at the problem. I guessed that you didn't want it written the way I learnt to do this when I was 9."

The whole class stared at the demi-saiyan. He knew the stuff that they were having so much trouble learning. Some kids just got all the brains.

One thought shined out amongst the rest. 'Bizarre'