Pan lay on her bed with tears rolling down her face. She couldn't believe the things that had happened that day. It all started when she met Mirai no Trunks, who liked to be called Mirai.

            'I should have known he was a loser. With a name like 'Future' what the hell kind of name is that?' Pan thought while laying on the bed wallowing in her misery.  'He's not smart enough to know that MT is a more realistic name.'

            Earlier that same day she had met who she thought was a gift from Dende. But hey, with a body like that who wouldn't have been temporarily stupefied? He seemed nice enough, he even asked if they could have lunch together.

            As Mirai and Pan walked out of the cafeteria a group of popular kids or the "Gachi's" as Pan 'affectionately' called them were also leaving.

            "Hey, you new kid… Why don't you hang out with us today?" One of the jocks asked.

            Trunks looked back from Pan to the gachis (I guess that's how you spell gachi as a plural ^_^) not knowing what he wanted to do.

            "That's okay. I already had plans." Mirai answered.

            "Maybe you should go. This could be your last chance at having friends. I think that I'm cursed." Pan told Mirai half jokingly.  Mirai looked at Pan for a few seconds before making his decision.

            "Alright, I guess I'll see you later then." He stated as he headed toward the group of jocks and cheerleaders. As they were walking off one of the girls that Pan really hated snaked her arm around Mirai's waist while throwing Pan a smug look.

            Pan threw the hooker that they called Amber Wakatsuki a glare that could kill a bear. Pan dumped the tray of nuclear waste that was dubbed 'cafeteria food' into the trash bin next to her and headed for the southern gate.

            'This is officially a shortened day." Pan stated as she hopped the fence so smoothly it would have made any escaped prison convict proud.

***

            After giving Bra enough time to make it home Pan headed toward Capsule Corps. She had spent the rest of the day spending the money she earned from her job at McDonald's. The job she was two days away from quitting.

            Pan pushed the door open as soon as she landed on the Briefs' family residence. There was no need to knock she was there so often she practically lived there. She even had an extra pair of clothes and a spare toothbrush in one of the guest rooms.

            As Pan headed to Bra's room she heard Bra's voice come through the door. She was talking on the phone. No doubt to one of her stupid friends who couldn't count pass ten yet knew exactly what was in fashion.

            Pan was about to knock on Bra's door when a finger tapped her on the shoulder. Her eyes followed the finger to a hand, up to an arm, which was connected to a broad chest, and up to a face that contained the most amazing blue eyes that was ever placed in a man's head. There in front of her was what she considered perfection or as most people called him, Trunks.

            "What's up Panny?" He asked as she turned around to face him.

            "Nothing. What have you been up to lately?" Pan asked hoping he couldn't hear her heart, which was pounding in her chest.

            "Nothing. Working as usual. How's school? Have you run into the "other me"?" Trunks asked with an odd look on his face, one that Pan couldn't quite place.

            "Yeah."

            "Well, what do you think of him?" Trunks asked.

            "Nothings as good as the original." Pan answered watching as the smile spread across Trunks' face. Now it was clear, there was a competition between the Trunks' and Pan wanted to make sure the real Trunks won instead of 'Future'.

            "Really?" Trunks asked taking a few steps toward Pan.

            "Yeah." Pan whispered as she felt Trunks' lips touch hers. 'Fuck. I've gotta be dreaming.' Pan thought as the kiss deepened.

            Trunks temporarily broke the kiss and looked deep into Pan's eyes with a weird smile crossing his lips. He kissed her again before moving his lips toward her ear.

            "Wanna take a step into my room." He whispered.

            'Okay Pan think about this. This is Trunks, yeah, the real Trunks not that wannabe Mirai.' A voice in her head stated. 'Yeah, the 32 year old Trunks. The one that is way too old for you.' Another voice answered.

            Pan smiled and headed toward Trunks' bedroom while dismissing the last voice.

            Ten minutes later Pan emerged from Trunks' bedroom with tears streaming from her eyes. She couldn't believe how evil he was. How could he have done that to her?

            They had been in his room making out and Trunks had tried to take her clothes off and when she resisted he told her to leave.

            "I've never really liked you. I never will. I just wanted to see how far you'd let me go." Trunks had said.

            It was now official, Pan hated Trunks and wanted nothing to do with him. That crush that had been building up over the past few years was totally gone.

            Pan found herself running down the halls of Capsule Corp. heading for the front door. As luck would have it instead of running into the exit she ran into Mirai for the second time in one day.

            "Pan? What's wrong?" He asked as he wrapped his strong arms around her. "Are you alright?"

            Pan laid her head on his chest and let her tears soak into his shirt for a few seconds. "It's just… nothing." Pan said quickly while wiping the tears from her eyes and heading for the door.

            Hello friends! Dude, I would like to thank everyone that reviewed the last two chapters!! You guys kick major ass!!

            Oh, and a gachi (gah-chee) is a whore or hooker or hookerish loser. Just to clear that up. Oh yeah, and I'm soo happy to see that my reviewers have such great taste cuz we all know that Linkin Park rocks!!

            I'm also sure that u guys fav. bands kick ass too so tell me who you want to see dropped into the next chap of this story.