Orange Star High School- The Legacy Continues...
A/N: Just a quick note. This takes place at a time when Pan is in high school. Trunks, Goten, and Bra also attend Orange Star and obviously their ages have been changed. Pan- 17, Trunks- 18, Goten- 18, Bra- 16. Also, I have added a new character of my own. His name's Eraser and he's the child of Sharpner and Erasa; age 17. This is a Trunks/Pan pairing. Okay, enough of my rambling, on with the story.
You love long chapters? You'll love this chapter.
Disclaimer: I own none of the songs mentioned in this chapter.
Chapter 16- A Wonderful Night
Pan picked a short sleeve baby blue shirt from out of her closet. She stared at it for a few moments before finally throwing it back into the closet. It fell to the floor along side the other twenty pairs of clothing. She sighed heavily and looked back at her closet.
"The school dance is in an hour in a half and I still haven't found anything to wear," Pan muttered to herself as she pulled out a red and orange tie-died blouse from the closet. She threw it on her bed and pulled out some denim blue jeans along with her denim blue jean jacket then looked back at the outfit, a hand rested upon her chin, "Eh, that'll do."
Suddenly, a knock came from outside Pan's door, "Pan! Goten's downstairs waiting for you!"
Pan grunted and threw her door open, "Keep your freakin' shirt on Goten, I'll be down in a minute!" She yelled then slammed the door shut again.
Goten sat downstairs, a pale face woven across his face. Videl laughed as she passed him, "She doesn't mean anything by it. She just gets this way whenever she has to 'dress up' for anything."
Goten nodded weakly and resumed sitting quietly on the couch. He sure wasn't coming over to Pan's house on prom night; that was for sure.
Finally, the door to Pan's room opened and Pan started downstairs, her blue jean jacket in one hand and a matching hand bag in the other. She frowned as she looked at Goten who sat patiently on the couch and crossed her arms. "Don't tell me Grandma made you wore that?"
Goten shook his head and stood up from the couch, straightening out his tie, "No, I just thought it'd be nice to wear."
Pan looked at Goten strangely as she started for the front door, Videl and Gohan following close behind them. "You do know you'll be practically the only guy that dressed up for the dance?"
Goten nodded, "Yeah, but I figure it's worth it." He looked dreamily into the air with a goofy smile woven across his face, "For Angelina..."
Pan rolled her eyes and opened the door. Videl stepped forward, "Don't mind Pan Goten, I think it's nice to dress up for the dance." She cast an eye on Pan, "Unlike some people here..."
"It's not the prom!" Pan argued, "I don't have to dress up!" She let out a sigh and headed outside.
"Watch out for Pan, okay?" Videl asked with a small smile.
Goten stepped outside, "Don't worry guys; it's just the high school dance."
Gohan gave a light pat on Goten's shoulder, "Like we said, watch out for Pan."
Goten nodded with a shrug, "Whatever you say, I just-"
"Goten!" Pan called angrily from the driveway.
Goten winced at the sound of Pan's yelling and began walking, "Don't worry about her, guys, I've got everything handled!" He called as he took off into the night.
Videl sighed as she shut the front door closed and looked to Gohan, "The first dance of the year."
"And the last first dance of high school..." Gohan finished.
"Soon she'll be going to college parties," Videl sighed.
Gohan slumped down onto the couch, "With college boys..."
The room was filled with silence. The couple cast an eye on each other then shook their heads almost simultaneously. "Nah..."
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Pan crossed her arms and shook her head as Goten and she flew by traffic and onto the freeway. Goten peered at her from the corner of his eye, at the same time keeping a close eye on the road, "Something wrong?"
Pan unfolded her arms and looked Goten in the eye, "Yeah! Why didn't you tell me Bulma let you borrow a Capsule Corp. car?!" She yelled.
Goten turned his attention back to the road, "Why would I? Besides, walking is better."
"Not when you're walking hundreds of miles just to get to school!" Pan argued back, slumping back in her chair.
Goten sighed, "Well I'm so sorry I caused you this much pain."
"You better be," Pan smirked, reaching over to turn on the radio.
Music blared through the speakers and Pan began switching stations. Finally, she stopped at one and began singing loudly, "My goodies, not my goodies..."
"Oh Dende," Goten mumbled, rolling his eyes.
Pan turned toward him, "What?!"
"I'm just sick of listening to this song is all," Goten spoke with a heavy sigh.
Pan arched an eyebrow, "Then why do you listen to it all the time?"
"It's not my choice," Goten continued on, pulling off the freeway, "Dad listens to it 24-7 at home."
Pan broke out laughing, "Are you serious?! Grandpa?!"
Goten nodded with a shake of his head, "Yes. At first I thought it was funny but now it's just annoying. Mom threatened to break the radio one time..."
"Well you deserve it Goten," Pan spoke as they zoomed by a stop light.
Goten looked over at Pan, a strange look planted on his face, "And why is that?"
Pan crossed her arms once again, "Do you not remember last week when you kept singing the 'Math Song'?"
Suddenly, a frown appeared on Goten's face as they turned a corner, "Hey that song wasn't that bad was it?"
"Yes, it was Goten," Pan replied with a smile.
"Well Gohan's the one who taught it to me," Goten came back, "Too bad I can't sing it anymore..."
"Why?" Pan asked.
Goten paused as he looked around the school parking lot for a parking spot. He spotted one and quickly pulled into it and put the car into park then turned back to Pan. "Well, Mom said that if I sung the 'Math Song' one more time she'd hit me with her frying pan..."
Pan shuddered as thoughts of her Grandma's magically always-appearing-out-of-nowhere frying pan came to her mind. Although she had never been hit with it, just stories from the fellow male members of the Son family had been enough to make her afraid of the thing forever. In fact, she could have sworn she caught her own mother hitting Gohan with it one time...
Pan's thoughts were put to rest however when the sound of a car door closing dropped her out of thought. She opened the door and stepped out the car, looking at the front entrance of the school with a sigh. "The first dance of the year..." She spoke as she and Goten started for the front entrance. "I hate dances."
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"Trunks, you better stay close to me, I do not want to look like a loner," Bra commanded her brother, all the same time tugging on his shirt.
Trunks backed away slightly from his younger sister, "Don't worry Bra, I'm not goin' anywhere," He spoke, his voice with a hint of exasperation. It had been the same thing all night since the two had left home and all Trunks wanted to do was to find someway to escape. Another second of this and he'd go crazy.
He began looking around the room frantically, looking for Goten, Pan, Markie, or even Eraser. Anyone so that he wouldn't have to drag his sister along everywhere the whole night. Suddenly, as if reading his mind, the doors to the gym opened and Goten and Pan walked into the gym together.
Bra let go of Trunks and waved her hand in the air, "Hey! Pan, Goten, over here!" She called.
Pan spotted the two siblings first and grabbed her uncle's arm, pulling him toward the two.
"Wow, Goten," Trunks said with an astonished look. He looked at Goten from head to toe and shook his head, "You really do dress up for things don't you?"
Bra put a hand to her chin, "Um, let me guess. Your mom made you dress like that?"
Goten shook his head firmly, "No, why does everyone think that? I just wanted to."
Trunks remained silent and looked at Pan who merely shrugged, "Don't ask me why."
Bra began smiling, "Well I think it's sweet." She glared at Trunks, "Guys just don't dress up anymore for dances."
"Hey, do you see me in a dress?" Pan spoke up, gesturing toward her clothes.
Bra shook her head, "You and Trunks really do belong together, you know that?"
Goten cracked a smile and hit Trunks in the ribs playfully. "Yeah Trunks, get to it," He whispered so that only Trunks could hear him.
A faint blush line appeared on Trunks' face. Goten laughed and looked back toward the girls, "Uh, I'm gonna go hang out with Angelina," He called as he began taking toward the front of the gym.
"She sure does have him wrapped around her little finger," Pan spoke with a roll of her eyes.
"What's up my people?!" A voice spoke up.
"The bald man has arrived!" Pan laughed, getting a good look at Eraser.
Eraser folded his arms, "Would you shut up already!" His frown turned into a smirk, "I may not have my hair but I still have my charm..."
Pan rolled her eyes once more and looked toward the DJ box in confusion. For some strange reason, the same song that had been just been playing was starting up all over from the beginning. Pan gasped and pulled Trunks over toward her.
Trunks followed in confusion as Pan continued pulling him toward the DJ box, "Pan?" He asked, "What are you doing?"
"Angelina's supposed to be playing the music for the first half of the dance but she stupidly left to go hang out with Goten," Pan muttered through gritted teeth.
"Oh..." Trunks murmured in reply.
The two entered the DJ box just as complaints and shouting began from the students who were still wondering why the same song was playing once again. Pan reached over and put on her headphones, quickly throwing Trunks a pair. She shut the music off and switched the sound to the speakerphone.
"Sorry 'bout that," Pan spoke, "Just a little miscommunication problem," She glared across the room at Angelina who hadn't seemed to notice Pan's comment. Instead, the brunette continued chatting happily with Goten, ignoring everything around them. Pan slammed down her fists in annoyance then gave a slight blush as she noticed that nearly the entire gym full of students were staring at her. "Uh, Trunks, why don't we start the music up?" Pan spoke softly, sinking low into her seat.
"Right," Trunks replied, popping in a record.
Soon, sound filled the entire gym once more and people began dancing once again. Pan sighed and slumped down in her chair. "Great, I just embarrassed myself in front of the whole freakin' school."
"It's not that bad," Trunks replied, taking a seat next to her.
Pan shrugged and looked across the gym. Goten and was still talking to Angelina. Moments later however, the two walked to the middle of the gym and began dancing. Pan felt her mouth drop as she watched her uncle in surprised, astounded that he actually knew how to dance. Hmm...You learn something new everyday I guess. Pan thought to herself, turning her attention over toward Bra, Eraser, and Markie. The three stood near the snack table chatting away about something. Pan leaned back in her chair and looked over toward Trunks. He sat slumped back in his chair staring out into the crowd; however, she could tell that his mind wasn't paying any attention to the crowd of student.
I wonder what he's thinking about... Pan thought silently, continuing to stare at him. He just hasn't been the same since the kiss. Come to think of it, neither have I. I don't know why...I mean, I don't like him do I? I mean, sure, he's not bad looking. Okay, he's totally not bad looking. But we've been like best friends forever, it'd be weird if we started having...feelings toward each other. I'm not stupid; I know how those kind of relationships work out. But then again... Pan blinked out of her thought as she heard her name being called.
"Pan," Trunks spoke, looking toward her.
"Huh?" Pan asked, still out of it. She blinked once more, "Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to stare at you, I was just thinking."
"Oh," Trunks replied just as the recent song that was being played came to an end. He looked over at the rack of records then picked out another one and began playing it.
Pan felt her mouth drop as she realized that Trunks had put in 'The Red' by Chevelle, the same song which had led them to their kiss. She turned toward Trunks who looked back at Pan in response, a small smile curled upon his lips. "Do you wanna dance?" He asked, holding out his hand.
Pan nodded, unable to find any words to speak as she took a hold of Trunks' hand. She paused when they reached the exit of the DJ box, "But what about the songs? Who's gonna-"
"Don't worry about that," Trunks replied.
Pan smiled and continued walking out, making her way toward the middle of gym. The two began dancing, letting their surroundings and everything else around them being forgotten. For a while, it had seemed like it was only they as they danced gracefully across the gym.
Pan could only smile as she danced side by side with Trunks, absorbing the moment and savoring it as long as she could. The two continued dancing, becoming so into one another that neither of them had noticed when the song had stopped playing and another spokesperson spoke into the speaker.
"That was Chevelle with 'The Red'. Now we're gonna slow it down and go to 'My Boo' by Alicia Keys and Usher," The voice spoke from the DJ box.
Pan and Trunks turned toward the DJ box, mouths agape as they realized that they had forgotten to go back to the DJ box. Pan took a step forward then stopped as she realized that the people inside the DJ box were none other than Eraser, Bra, and Markie.
Markie smiled while Bra sat in a chair next to Eraser giving the thumbs up sign. Eraser sat slouched back in the other chair, headphones on, and his arms crossed. A small smirk sat planted across his face and you could tell that he truly was enjoying his temporary job.
Pan laughed and turned back toward Trunks, "Wanna dance some more?"
Trunks responded simply by taking Pan by the arm and leading her back toward the dance floor where the two began dancing once again, this time slowly. Pan smiled happily. She loved dances...
Author Notes: Don't ask about the Goku and the song thing. LoL, I don't know where it came from, it just...happened. For some strange reason, I can imagine him listening to that song. Like I said, don't ask!
-DBZAngelX, over and out