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Chapter 3

Soon that fateful Friday afternoon arrived. As Bulma frantically reviewed over her note cards which were filled with various equations and vocabulary words at the kitchen table over lunch, her mother glanced over at her stupid husband and sighed inwardly. If only he could get over his wounded ego and move on.

"I knew it was going to be bad but why does he have to carry on like a teenager. It's bad enough that Bulma is giving him the silent treatment but he also has to do it as well? Honestly this is just ridiculous," muttered Bunny Briefs to no one in particular as she refilled her cup with some ice tea.

They both still haven't spoken to each other since she told him that Bulma was enrolling as a 3rd year. It was getting to the point where she was sick of being the only one talking whenever they ate together as a family. Finally she decided to take matters in her own hands; she kicked her husband's leg under the table.

"What was that for?" Professor Briefs asked perplexedly. She gave him a meaningful look filled with spite and glanced over at their daughter. There was going to be trouble if he didn't do what she wanted him to do. He sighed and followed her gaze. There sat his wonderful daughter studying like there was no tomorrow. He didn't know why she was doing this because it all seemed so...well so like Bulma. She was only 15 after all; he didn't like the fact that she was going to enroll as a 3rd year. She was just too young. But he did admit to himself that he would've done the same if his parents forced him into this situation. She was just like him.

"I heard...I heard your test was today. Are you prepared?" he gruffly asked.

Bulma glanced up in surprised. Her father was starring back at her with a stoic expression. She placed her note cards next to her plate and smiled timidly.

"Yeah I'm pretty much prepared," she responded nervously.

"I see...Did you review all the equations?"

"Yes I did...I practiced on some problems so I pretty much have them down."

As her husband started to drill their daughter, Bunny Briefs smiled and saw this interrogation as progress.

"At least they're talking," she thought to herself. She started to zone out the rest of their conversation until a particular statement caught her attention.

"You know...if you score high on this test, you'll be in the running to be an Avery Medalist for sure."

Bunny glanced quickly at her husband after he said this in order to see his expression but he carefully masked it with a nonchalance air and took a sip of his ice tea.

Perplexedly, Bulma tried to backtrack to all the pamphlets and brochures she's read about the Westhaven Institution. She couldn't seem to remember having read anything about an award that institution offered.

"Avery Medalist?" she asked.

"Yes...It's a prestigious award. It's only given to one individual 3rd year. Anyway it's all based on merit and this entrance exam. If you get it, you'll definitely get admitted to college you want. Even...even well let's say a school like Eriss University."

"Eriss? No one gets in there though. It's nearly impossibly they only admit like three people every year."

Professor Briefs smiled at this statement and stood up.

"I'll have to get going; I have lots of work to do at the laboratory," he said as he kissed his wife goodbye.

As he left the room, Bulma began to gather up her note cards. She was already annoyed with the fact that her father mentioned about a certain award that was partly based on the 3rd year's entrance exam.

"As if there wasn't enough pressure on me already," she thought angrily at herself. Her mother walked over to the kitchen table's center piece and began to take various dying flowers out of the vase.

"I knew Dad was going to mention about awards and stupid shit like that. Just tell him I'm not going to follow in his footsteps. I don't want what he already achieved," she announced angrily to her mother.

Her mother stopped her efforts at pulling a rose out of the vase and looked at her. She didn't reply to this comment.

"And why didn't he go to Eriss University himself? Why did he choose to go to Oxford after winning that stupid medal?"

Still her mother wouldn't say anything.

"Well why can't you tell me!"

Inside her mind, Bunny Briefs was deciding whether or not to tell her daughter the real reason why her father was so adamant about enrolling her to Westhaven Institution. She decided to tell her since the reason might bring closure to her daughter's heart and to the unwanted tension that seemed to envelope her family ever since its announcement.

"Your father would've loved to attend Eriss University if he was given the chance but like you said... they only accept three people every year."

"Yeah I know that but Dad just said if you're an Avery Medalist you get to go to any college you want even Eriss."

"Exactly Bulma..."

"So why didn't he go there?"

"...He wasn't chosen as the Avery Medalist in his class Bulma."

Bulma starred at her mother in shock. Her father? Her brilliant father lost at achieving this medal? The blue haired prodigy dropped in her chair and for the first time in her life, she didn't know how to respond to this mind-boggling news. Bunny continued to take out the dying flowers out of her antique vase.

"It was a really close competition but in the end your father lost. You see, Eriss University only accepts the Avery Medalist from three schools: Westhaven Institution, Royal Academy, and Crimea Gifted School. You know the latter two are out of this country and this is why your father wanted you to go to Westhaven Institution."

Silence engulfed the room after this statement. Finally everything clicked together in Bulma's mind.

"So this is why Dad wanted me to go...this is my chance to get into Eriss University," she thought to herself.

"Ms. Bulma, I believe we must get going now if we are to meet your appointment time for your entrance exam," Chester solemnly announced breaking her train of thought.

"Oh yeah! Go ahead and start the car I just have to grab my jacket," she replied.

"Good luck honey and I hope you do well," Mrs. Briefs said as she kissed Bulma on the cheek.

As Bulma walked out of the kitchen she paused and decided to ask her mother a question that was bothering her since the surprising announcement.

"Mom?"

"Yes dear?"

"If Dad wasn't the Avery Medalist for his class...who was?"

"Hmm...Oh yes. I almost forgot. Vegeta was his name. Vegeta Ouji."

"As in Ouji Corporations?" Bulma exclaimed.

"Yes...He beat your father. Funny how the world works. His company competing against your father's to this very day. Oh I just remembered...I believe he has a son entering as a 3rd year also...Anyway honey you better head out. I see Chester with the limo out front. Good luck and I love you."

"I love you too..." With that said, Bulma walked out of her house and towards the limo.

"Are you ready Ms. Bulma?" Chester asked as he opened the door for her.

"Yes Chester...I'm ready."

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