Last time
Trunks shook his head and grabbed Boxer and Bra's hand. "Come Bikini let's give her some rest," Trunks stated.
Bikini followed him out.
Bulma reached under her mattress and grabbed Mimi. She turned the many pages and wrote the date.
'Why does he think I do the shit he thinks my mom did. He didn't even know her back then. I got a call from my cousin Sam today…she lives in South Dakota. She wanted to know if I wanted to go there. I should think about it first though. She is crazy Dad would think I was doing the shit she does. Hell no. I'm not a teenager yet. Doesn't mean I'm not going to…I probably will. If I go I'm bringing my friends. It would probably during winter break…they wouldn't mind. And I would get to see my grandma who I haven't seen in forever. Joe thinks I should get a job. He told me this morning. I can't…I'm not fourteen yet, but if I was I would. Mom has been working a lot more…so we're stuck with Chuck a lot more than we should be. Mom wants to get rid of him, but he helps pay the bills and she doesn't want to be lonely or for us to grow up without a fatherly figure. Fatherly my ass. I know my mom means well, but this isn't the best for us. He is breaking me little by little till there will be nothing left, but a wild child. I already want to drink away my sorrows. I know Trunks started when he was fourteen…but I need to now. Chi-Chi and I were thinking about making up plans. Though they do have some problems. Well I'm outie. Bulma M. Johnson,'
Bulma put her pencil on the desk and stuffed Mimi under her mattress. She laid her head on her pillow and closed her eyes. Her cheeks were red.
Now
Monday two days later (December 1st)
Bulma and Chi-Chi got off the bus Krillin right behind them. They stopped and waited for Vegeta and Goku. When they got off the bus they headed to the school.
"This is just great!"
Bulma and Chi-Chi stop and looked behind them.
A girl their age had dropped her books. She had blonde hair to her shoulders and cool ice blue eyes. Beside her was a boy their age with black hair to his shoulders.
The girls smiled and walked over to them. "You new?" Bulma asked.
The girl looked up and grabbed her books. "Yea," she answered.
"I'm Seventeen," stated the boy. "And this is my twin sister Eighteen."
"I'm Bulma."
"And I'm Chi-Chi. Nice to meet you."
"Likewise," said Seventeen.
"What's your first class…maybe we could show you around," Bulma stated.
"I have English with Mr. Goodfin," Seventeen stated.
"Piccolo has that class. He's the green kid over there…he'd show you around," Chi-Chi stated pointing to Piccolo. "He's great."
"I have Math with Mrs. Jerky…this school has weird names," Eighteen stated.
"Chi-Chi and I have that class…you can follow us," Bulma stated.
"So what bus do you ride?" Chi-Chi asked.
"We didn't ride one today, but we're suppose to ride bus 67," Seventeen stated.
"That's our bus what road to you live on?" Bulma asked.
"11th and Mingo," Eighteen answered.
"That's not too far from us," Chi-Chi stated.
"So you're seventh graders?" Bulma asked.
They nodded.
"Great follow us," Chi-Chi stated.
They walked over to their friends.
"Hey guys…this is Seventeen and Eighteen…they're in our grade and ride our bus," Chi-Chi stated.
Bulma looked at Vegeta, Turles, and Broly. "You three be nice," she stated.
They nodded.
Seventeen smirked. "This is your clique?"
"You could say that…we know a lot of people," Chi-Chi stated.
A girl with pink hair and brown eyes walked up to Chi-Chi. "Did you go to my sister's party?" she asked.
Chi-Chi shook her head. "It was cancelled…Brianna get into the 411," Chi-Chi stated.
Brianna rolled her eyes and walked away. "Whatever," she walked away.
"What a bitch," Bulma mumbled. She looked at Eighteen. "Do you party?"
Eighteen smirked. "Of course."
Seventeen smiled. "We do…but they were lame where we came from…they usually only invited Eighteen and junk," he stated.
"Where did you come from?" Goku asked.
"The last place we lived in Denver Colorado," Seventeen stated.
"But we've lived in Egypt, Germany, The United Kingdom, Hawaii, New York, Texas, and Florida," Eighteen stated. She looked at her twin. "Did I leave any out?"
Seventeen shrugged.
Eighteen smirked. "So this dump…it's not the best place we've been…we moved with our mom…our dad is moving to Iowa."
"That's cool," said Tien. "I hear it's okay there."
"I don't know…never been," Seventeen stated.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Time for school…just what we needed," Turles stated rolling his eyes.
They all went to their classes.
Vegeta and Goku's classVegeta and Goku sat in their classes in the back of the room.
"Another boring day," Vegeta mumbled.
"How do you pass…if you don't pay attention?" Goku asked.
Vegeta shrugged. "How would I know. I failed Kindergarten remember?"
"Very funny," Goku mumbled.
The teacher walked in mumbling. "Not another day with them…couldn't they be sick."
Goku and Vegeta looked at each other. They started laughing.
The teacher sat down in his seat and glared at the boys. "Why don't you go down to the office…you already are planning to do something I'm going to regret," he stated.
"We already did," Vegeta stated.
"What? What did you do this time?" the teacher asked.
Goku shrugged.
Mr. Parks tired to get out of his seat. He tried again. "You glued me again?"
"That's not all," Vegeta pointed out.
Mr. Parks face turned white and he looked down at his leg. A snake was enjoying climbing up it.
"A snake?"
"What? No we took your papers and messed with your computers giving everyone an A then we went to your house and took all your mail…what about a snake?" Goku questioned.
"There's a snake in my class!" Mr. Parks shouted.
"We didn't do that…we burned all your bills and our tests," Vegeta stated. He ran over to Mr. Parks desk. He looked around the room. "Who did this? Trying to out class us?"
No one in the class stood up.
"That would be me…I was wondering where he went,"
Vegeta and Goku looked at the door. "You're not even in this class," Goku stated.
Eighteen smirked. "I know…I was going to put him in my locker," Eighteen stated. Eighteen walked over to the desk and picked up the snake. "Sorry," She left.
All of the kids in the class started laughing.
Vegeta looked at Goku. "You need to get a snake so we can do that," Vegeta stated.
Goku looked at him. "Why me?" he asked.
Vegeta shrugged. "My mom hates them," he stated.
"So does mine," stated Goku.
"Just get the damn snake," Vegeta snapped.
Goku mumbled. "Chicken butt,"
Bulma and Chi-Chi's classEighteen walked into the class and sat down in the back.
Bulma and Chi-Chi waved at her. "Where did you go?" Bulma asked.
"Had to get something," Eighteen answered.
"That's cool…Mrs. Jerky is a real bitch sometimes just to warn you," Chi-Chi stated.
"No teacher messes with me," Eighteen said flatly. "They can try, but it don't work."
Bulma and Chi-Chi smirked. "You're going to fit in," Bulma stated.
"You sound just like us," Chi-Chi said looking at Eighteen.
"I'll take that as a good thing," Eighteen said yawning.
"You do that," Bulma stated.
"Now class shut up and sit down," ordered Mrs. Jerky.
The class did what they were told.
Bulma raised her hand.
"Yes Bulma?" Mrs. Jerky said between her teeth glaring at the girls in the back. Bulma pointed up.
Mrs. Jerky looked up and a bucket fell on top of her; fish guts spilling all over her.
Bulma and Chi-Chi high fived and headed out the door. "We'll be with Mrs. Taylor," Chi-Chi stated.
Eighteen smirked. "That's the best they can do?" she asked. She picked up her backpack and looked inside and grinned evilly. She put her backpack on the ground. A fat cat crawled out of it and hissed.
This was her great-great grandma's cat. The cat looked at Mrs. Jerky and licked its lips. He jumped on the teacher trying to get the fish. Eighteen pulled out a cage. There inside were two mice. She put them on the ground.
The cat bit Mrs. Jerky then chased after the mice. Mrs. Jerky turned white at the site of mice and fainted. The class screamed and Eighteen left the room. Mrs. Taylor was the principle; people had told her that.
"That was just step one," Eighteen stated shutting the classroom door before her stink bomb went off. She heard girls scream gross and people coughing. She found something to lock the door. She knew her second bomb would go off any minute.
Mrs. Taylor's office"Suspended!" Mrs. Taylor shouted. "You girls are suspended!" She sat down in her seat. "Why do you do this? You always do something stupid girls."
"Yeah whatever so how long are we suspended?" Bulma asked.
"Twenty-one days or more…I don't believe you…you want to be fine ladies…but instead you run around like a bunch of toddlers." Mrs. Taylor stated.
"What are you our mother?" Chi-Chi asked. "Look Mrs. T we do what we want…we get in trouble…and blah blah blah blah…we get it."
Mrs. Taylor growled. "Girls…" she stopped when her office door opened. "Yes?"
Eighteen walked in.
"How may I help you?" Mrs. Taylor asked.
"I brought a cat and two mice to school and I let off two stink bombs in Mrs. Jerky's class…don't forget about my snake," Eighteen stated smirking.
"Great another one…please wait your turn outside," Mrs. Taylor stated.
Eighteen shut the door.
Bulma and Chi-Chi looked at each other. Was this girl trying to rule them out?
"Girls…I'm going to call your parents…I'll see you in a few weeks," Mrs. Taylor stated. She was about to go out of her office when the door opened and Vegeta and Goku walked in. Mrs. Taylor grabbed her head. "Wait in here…I need coffee."
Vegeta and Goku looked at Bulma and Chi-Chi who looked right back.
"She's calling us out," Bulma stated.
"I think she's trying to show everyone she fits in," Chi-Chi stated.
"Who knows….but no one is better than me," Vegeta stated.
Goku rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say Vegeta,"
The door opened and Eighteen walked in. "Hey where'd she go?" she asked.
"Coffee," Chi-Chi answered.
"Whatever shit you're trying to pull won't work…no one can out class Vegeta Onji," Vegeta stated glaring at her.
Eighteen put her hand on her hips. "You think I'm calling you out? Hell no, I always do trouble it's my middle name, but I should warn you I might out do myself at times," she stated. "Nothing you should worry about." She shut the door.
"Told you," Goku stated. "No body listens to me."
"Do you guys know anyone old enough to buy alcohol?" Eighteen asked.
"Yeah he used to be my foster brother but he moved out…he just turned twenty-one, his name is Michael," Chi-Chi stated.
Eighteen nodded. "I'll have to make a note of that. Anyone know someone that drives under the age of seventeen?"
"I drive," Vegeta stated.
"Without a license," Chi-Chi stated. "You don't want him to do it…just a few days ago he took his eyes off the road and hands off the wheel and we could have died."
Vegeta glared at her. "You wouldn't give me the damn invite," he spat.
"Well the party was cancelled anyway," Goku said sitting down in Mrs. Taylor's chair.
Bulma smiled. "I think you'll like hanging out with us," she stated. She closed her eyes and kept the smile on her face. "We have the best time there is."
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Right with you three…it feels like babysitting," he stated.
Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Goku glared at him; those glares could have made any snotty chicken run out of their pants.
Vegeta looked at him. "It is."
"Bull shit…we baby-sit you," Bulma corrected.
"And that's a hard job Vegeta…it's like five toddlers with dirty diapers throwing fits," Chi-Chi stated crossing her arms over her chest.
Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest. "Whatever," he mumbled.
After school"Vegeta hurry up we're going to miss the bus," Bulma whined. She kicked him in his butt.
Vegeta was on the ground opening his bottom locker. "Shut up," he snapped.
"We should just leave him," Chi-Chi stated putting her backpack on. "Krillin, and the others already did."
"Yeah, but Vegeta dragged us here," Goku stated.
"You followed me," Vegeta corrected stuffing things into his backpack.
Bulma was starting to get impatient. "Come on…move you're slow ass we don't have all day," she growled.
Vegeta stood up and slammed his locker. He put his backpack over his shoulder. "Didn't I tell you to shut up?"
They ran out of the school stopped. They watched their bus pulled away from the school parking lot.
Vegeta looked at his friends who were glaring at them. "Well you were all slow…we could have made it…if your butts weren't so big." He walked away.
They followed behind them while they walked home. "Way to go Vegeta…when you get your license you're driving us everyday," Chi-Chi stated.
Vegeta rolled his eyes. They wall walked beside each other. "They probably enjoyed laughing at us…way to go Vegeta," Bulma hissed.
"Not my fault," Vegeta said yawning.
Goku shook his head and watched as an old pick up slowed down and started rolling down its windows. "Guys we have visitors," he stated.
They all stopped and looked at the car. The door opened and a teenaged boy stepped out. He had sandy blond hair and green eyes. He smiled. "Hey,"
"Hey," said Bulma and Chi-Chi.
"What the fuck do you want?" Vegeta asked. He looked at the car then the owner of it. "You're Colton Washington."
The girls looked at Vegeta then Colton.
"The ninth grader?" Bulma questioned.
"The ninth grader that dated most of the ninth grade girls and has really cool parties and has certain people invited to them and talks to certain people you like and invite a lucky girl younger than you are to your party to be your special guest?" Chi-Chi questioned.
He nodded.
Bulma squealed. "No way and you're talking to us and that's cool," she said looking at Chi-Chi.
"The one with the bad rep?" Goku asked raising an eyebrow.
Vegeta dropped his bag. "What do you want?" he asked.
Colton dug into his pant pockets. "Well I'm going to invite you…to my party this weekend," he stated.
Bulma fell into Chi-Chi's arms. "Did you hear that? He's going to invite us," she said dreamily.
Vegeta and Goku looked at each other then Colton. "And why are you inviting us?" Goku asked.
Colton chuckled. "Younger kids. Well I've heard about Chi-Chi and her friends and I want Chi-Chi to be my special guest," he stated.
"Me?" Chi-Chi asked pointing to herself. She smiled. "Me…your special guest?"
He handed her an invite. "You can invite anyone you want…as long as they're cool and you like them and not too many people," he stated.
Chi-Chi smiled. "Okay,"
Bulma stood up. "Hold up…what did you do to get noticed by Amanda and now him?" she asked.
Chi-Chi shrugged. "So what time is it and what day?" she asked.
"Friday…starts at six…things really get started around eight," Colton stated. He got into his car. "See you there." He drove away.
Vegeta smirked. "About fucking time," he looked at them. "We're going."
Bulma ran about to a pole and grabbed it. "Oh this rocks," she said twirling. She smiled. "I finally get to kiss an older boy."
They all looked at her. "What?" Bulma asked.
"You're impossible…I don't think some ninth grader will kiss you…no offence," Goku stated.
Bulma looked at him and walked back over to her friends. "You'll be surprised,"
"I have one question. How are we going to get out of our houses without parents asking questions?" Goku asked.
Vegeta smirked. "I always leave without telling them…I'm good now what about you three?"
Bulma smiled. "I can crawl through Vegeta's bedroom window and sneak out with him while telling my parents I'm spending the night there." She gave them the peace sign.
"I can tell my mom I'm going to…be with Krillin," Goku stated.
"And Krillin, you, and I can creep out my window…while we meet up with Eighteen," Chi-Chi stated smiling.
"It's settled," Bulma said smirking. "Friday night will be THE night."
They all started laughing while they walked home.
Hours later at Bulma's houseBulma opened her bedroom door and fell on the floor. She cried in pain. Her father wanted to know why she missed the bus and she told him the truth, but he didn't believe her. Bulma crawled to her bed and pulled herself on. She touched her cheek and flinched. "Great…this better go away by Friday." She pulled Mimi out and got a pencil.
Knock! Knock!
She put Mimi under her pillow and sat up. "Come in."
The door opened and Joe walked in. "You okay?" he asked walking in.
She nodded. She looked up at him. "Joe do you know Colton Washington?" she asked looking at her brother who was a tenth grader.
"Yeah he invited me to his party Friday, but I'm not going," Joe stated.
'Good,' she thought. "Oh.."
"Why?" Joe asked. "He didn't invite you did he? You're not going I won't allow it."
"No, no, I just heard a seventh grade girl squeal cause he invited her," Bulma lied.
"Poor girl…feel bad for her," Joe stated. He kissed her forehead and stood up and walked out of the room.
Bulma blinked and pulled out Mimi. She picked her pencil back up.
'I can't wait for Friday, I will totally lose it and be crazy. Thank god, he finally noticed me and now I'm going to a party that's suppose to be the party of the year and the best part is that he's the richest guy in the distract so his house is big. Chi-Chi and I have to look perfect and want to make an impression, Eighteen said she would just wear something; she also said it better be worth her time, I think she'll change her mind once she sees the ninth grade boys. If anything fishy does happen then, well you know…I have my buds with me. Well I better go before the worst dad ever walks in and decides to beat me to a bloody pulp because I'm 'messing around'. Bulma M. Briefs."
Bulma placed Mimi back under her pillow. She stood up and heard Bra and Boxer's cries and Max's bark. She ran out of the room. 'Here I go again,' she thought.
Just so you guys know Seventeen and Eighteen's birthday is February 14th.
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