Hello everyone, MoonPryncess here! I'm glad the last chapter wasn't as bad as I though it would turn out to be. Also, I will have Krillin and Juu in this chapter. I promise! Also, the gang will be having their first day back since the whole drug incident at Chi-chi's party. So we'll see how people react to Bulma. And also we get to see how people react to our lovely new guy, Vegeta. Anyways, thanks to Ryoka-space-pirate, mamaslilangel, Vampiress-06 and vegetafanic1 for reviewing the last chapter

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Vegeta went home only to find angry parents. He did it again and again. He always pushed people away who were just trying to be friendly. But what he knew and they didn't know were these types of people. Spoiled, self-centered and greedy. They were so wrapped up in themselves that they never really took a look outside of their own little bubble. They didn't understand the concept of poverty, and it pissed Vegeta off to no end.

Well, Vegeta thought he could make the blue-haired bombshell cry on the spot. He did embarrass her in her own home. He figured she would just cry and leave him the hell alone after that. But no, she had to respond, and she had to have a quick wit. It wasn't very often that Vegeta found a worthy opponent. Now that he had found it in her, he certainly wasn't going to leave her the hell alone. But he was still confused, she was supposed to be stupid, and she was supposed to apologize to him for being rude and staring at him!

"VEGETA!!!"

He could hear his mother all the way up to his room, and that was quite a distance considering how large their house was. But he chose to ignore the shrieking and blast his music (the song 'We Used to be Friends' by The Dandy Warhols). That girl, Bulma, was really getting to him. She was so… arrogant. And Vegeta believed most of the things that he said to her, except for the fact that she was ugly. She certainly was not that. She happened to be… gorgeous.

Vegeta had no idea what he was going to do about this feeling. For the first time, in several years, he genuinely wanted to get to know someone. And what was worse was that the person stood for everything that pissed him off

Bunny's room…
Bunny stormed into her room, how dare that little brat call her a gold digger. That was something she would never admit to anyone. She came from fucking Minnesota and always dreamed of being one of those tanned, blonde California women who had money beyond anyone's belief. And since she herself wasn't too intelligent, and she had no acting or singing talent, the only way of getting this money was by marrying someone who could give it to her. Flashback

It was when she traveled to Martha's Vineyard in Massachusetts that she found who she was looking for. Cromwell Briefs was his name. At the time he had light purple hair, and he was built. A very handsome man, and he had a very friendly personality as well. Always so nice to everyone, and he always came into town. At the time, Bunny was working as a cashier at a local ice cream parlor when he came in. He was speechless when he saw her great amount of beauty.

Of course he asked for her name, and then they started to spend more and more time together. He came by that ice cream store everyday that summer, and he always went to see her. It had seemed that he had fallen head over heels for her. She had fallen in love with him as well. Never in her poor, pathetic life had she ever encountered someone who treated her as well as he did. And it was on a warm summer night, July 4th to be exact, that he got down on one knee and proposed to her.

Bunny said yes, however his parents said no. They told him that they did not want him marrying some worthless little nobody from god-knows-where Minnesota. They even threatened to cut him off from the family fortune. But it was a meaningless threat since Cromwell—now Dr. Briefs—was a genius. The company he was to inherit, Capsule Corporation, needed his guidance to where technology would go in the future. He also had great business skills.

So the wedding was held on New Years Eve of that year, and was a spectacular event. It was snowing outside and they flew all of their friends and family down to Washington D.C. just so they could get married in the National Cathedral. The lighting was beautiful and all of the intricate flower patterns everywhere really set the mood. The National Symphony Orchestra was playing the wedding song as Bunny walked down the aisle in a Vera Wang wedding gown. Strapless and flowed out at the bottom, it has silver beading and was the most beautiful dress that could ever be made. The wedding of Cromwell Briefs was a big one.

But they had no time for a honeymoon, since Dr. Briefs had his work to attend to, so you may wonder how Bulma came along. Well, they finally did the deed one random weekend, and then he got up early the next morning for work. That is when Bunny started to fall out of love with him and in love with his money. Bulma was born and Bunny was overjoyed, but due to his hectic work schedule, Dr. Briefs could only stay a few hours with his wife and newborn baby.

Bulma grew up in the land of a princess, but she hardly saw her father. One time, as Bunny remembered, Bulma came crying upstairs because she thought her father was a robber. It was sad to Bunny that her own daughter couldn't even recognize her own father. So instead of Bunny sinking into a deeper depression, she just spent his money and had sex with the other men of the community. Of course, they were married to her "friends" so they couldn't afford to kiss and tell.

Bunny made sure that Bulma grew up to have the perfect life, but by the time she was maturing into a beautiful young woman, Bunny started getting resentful. She would call Bulma fat and tell her she needed more make-up because she couldn't stand the fact that her daughter was more beautiful then she could ever be. Bunny was a looker, but Bulma was something else. She made supermodels look ugly. And she was jealous that Bulma was the popular girl in school, something that she had always wanted to be. And she was just plain jealous of Bulma in everyway. This made Bunny even more depressed. She really wanted to love her daughter, but her jealousy was preventing her from that.

End of Flashback

Bunny looked into her expensive mirror and she took an empty champagne bottle and threw it right at the mirror. She didn't like the way she looked, and she didn't like how things were turning out. Bulma really cut her deep when she called her a gold digger. But it was true, and she knew it. At one point in time, she really did love him, but now all she was doing was draining his bank account. That's all he seemed to want her there for. He barely came home, and she always slept alone. It depressed her to no end.

Shit, she thought. It was Bulma's first day of school tomorrow since the whole Yamcha incident. That means her "friends" were going to talk. Everyone was going to talk. Everyone was going to know, even the B-list people. And when the B-list knew, it meant that the topic was hot.

"BEEP BEEP…BEEP BEEP…BEEP BEEP!!" Bulma's alarm went off. It was 6:00 A.M. the next morning, and Bulma wished she could erase yesterday. She moved all around in her covers for an extra five minutes before actually getting up.

She finally moved from her bed just to look in the mirror. Shit. She had to get to school in an hour and she looked like a wreck. Her blue curls were looking more like an afro, and her black eyeliner smudged everywhere making it look like she worked in a coalmine for several years. Let's just say, she wasn't looking her best.

"God damn it," she moaned. Why so fucking early? And then she realized it. Her first day back at school and Yamcha wasn't going to be by her side. People were going to know something was up. What could she possibly say? That he was SICK? That would be an out-right lie. Maybe she could phrase it so it wouldn't be a lie, but not necessarily the truth either.

She went over to her walk-in closet and took the first tee shirt she saw and the first pair of jeans and a nice pair of flip-flops. The tee shirt was a concert tee for the band Rooney, and her jeans were sevens with the green A-pocket. The flip-flops of course made by Juicy, one of her favorite clothing companies. They were expensive without looking too expensive, and that's the way she liked it. She was subtlety telling the whole world that she had more money then they could ever wish to have.

Her alarm rang once again as she was re-applying her make-up, and the time was now 6:10 AM. She had to leave in five minutes if she wanted to pick-up Chi-chi, get Starbucks, and get to school on time. But to be quite honest, all she wanted to do was run away and hide, but if she were to do that, they would just talk more.

Bulma rushed out the door of her home so her mother wouldn't bother her any obnoxious lectures about how poorly last night went. Believe me, she already knew. She looked to house next to her, the beautiful home with the beautiful boy. He stomped out of his house to his car, and god… he looked so angry all the time. Bulma decided not to get caught staring at him this time, because last time, the outcome was not good.

By the time she pulled up in front of Chi-chi's mansion, it was already 6:30, and they only had thirty minutes to get to Starbucks. Bulma did the usual, honking a few times before her best friend actually came out of the house. Chi-chi looked amazing in her light pink Michael Star tee shirt, her D&G denim mini skirt and her white Michael Kors flip-flops. She tied her hair back into a low and kind of messy ponytail with a pink ribbon.

Bulma rolled down the window and screamed,

"C'mon Chi! Let's go!"

"Ok B! God damn, I didn't know you were so anxious to get to school."

Bulma just glared at her for a minute before Chi-chi understood why she was glaring at her,

"Oh B, I'm sorry, I just kind of forgot, you know?"

"Whatever, it doesn't matter. Something much worse happened yesterday night anyways."

"Are you serious?! Something worse than—" A shocked Chi-chi asked this as she climbed into Bulma's Range Rover. Bulma looked down for her CD collection and popped in the Wakefield and started to play their song Positive Reinforcement, and then started singing along,

"Today sucked, you knew it would, Waahhooohh Waahhooohhohoh, today sucked you knew it would, yes it did, yes it did, and tomorrow's not looking good…"

Chi-chi looked a little annoyed because she wanted to get the dirt and Bulma (for once) wasn't giving it to her, so she reached over, turned down the music and asked,

"What do you mean something much worse happened?!"

"I don't want to talk about it!" Bulma snapped. She hated to snap at her friend but it was bad enough that her boyfriend was in the hospital, but now she had to start liking her asshole neighbor? It just didn't make any sense, and Bulma hated it when things didn't make any sense.

"God Bulma, I'm sorry. I'm just curious as to what could have been worse then your boyfriend being—"

"Oh god Chi, this new neighbor of mine."

"Shit, I hate new neighbors, but I don't see how that's worse—"

"Let me finish Chi." She paused and looked at her for a moment. They were driving a steady pace towards their school and Starbucks. Bulma wanted to make sure she had Chi-chi's full attention before continuing. And once she was sure that Chi-chi was listening and wouldn't interrupt her, she continued,

"He just caught me looking at him. IT WAS HARMLESS! I just wanted to know what I would have to deal with for the next couple of years of my life—before I get the hell out of here—and he thought I was STARING at him! I mean, it was ridiculous! I have a boyfriend who I can stare at all I want—"

"Um Bulma—" At this point, Bulma had gotten way over the speed limit, but there was nothing Chi-chi could do or say, because once Bulma started, there was no stopping her,

"LET ME FINISH CHI! God damn it! He embarrassed me in front of my own mother, and told her I was staring at him! He said the rudest thing! It was unbelievable. He had asked my mom if I had been to a proper eye doctor because it was apparent that I had a STARING problem! As if! I looked his way two seconds and he thought I was STARING at him! JERK! And then he had the nerve to call me an ugly, spoiled bitch! The guy had known me for what, 2 hours? At the most 2 hours, and he was already using me as his emotional punching bag! It was so stupid! I, Bulma Briefs, got embarrassed on my own turf!!" And then Bulma started to sob uncontrollably,

"Oh B, honey, it's gonna be okay! I mean, this guy is virtually a no body, we'll make sure his life at Saint Branson's is hell! I mean, we decide who's popular or not anyways!"

"Oh no Chi, I haven't even told you the worst part."

"Well, what is that B?"

And as they pulled up in front of Starbucks Bulma turned to Chi-chi and looked her straight in the face and said,

"The worse thing about this whole thing… is that I think I may have a bit of a crush on him."

"Oh my god B! ARE YOU INSANE?! Someone who brutally massacres your self worth? B, I know Yamcha hasn't always been the best boyfriend, but he would never embarrass you on your own turf! I mean come on B, you're better then that!"

"Yeah… I guess you're right. Besides, how can I be so selfish to think about someone else when my boyfriend's in the hospital? I guess this whole thing is making go a little delirious, huh?"

Chi-chi just smiled at her friend, and they got out of the car and walked into Starbucks.

At School…
The girls got their lattes and drove up to their ritzy school in Bulma's Range Rover, and she parked in her usual spot. The girls got out of the car, and right away, all of the students stopped what they were doing and started to whisper as they passed.

"Oh my god, did you hear about Yamcha?"

"Oh yeah, I heard he was a crack addict."

"Oh really? Because I heard he was doing cocaine with Bulma!"

"So that's how the little bitch gets skinny…"

Bulma couldn't believe what she was hearing. The whole thing was ridiculous. She was supposed to be the most loved girl in this entire school, and suddenly this backlash occurred. What the hell was this? She ruled this school, even though she wasn't a senior, or even a junior, everyone wanted to be like her. There was no denying, she ruled this place, well until the incident occurred. Still, as the girls walked towards their friends, she heard more whispering,

"Oh my god. There she is, everyone's favorite little drama queen."

"Where's her drug addicted boyfriend?"

"You mean Yamcha? I don't know, but if she breaks up with him, I'm totally tapping that."

"Not if I don't first!"

Again, Bulma turned to see the little bitches who were talking shit. As soon as she looked their way, they gave a nice fake smile and waved. Bulma did nothing more but glare at them. One thing she knew was that they were totally not coming to any parties where she was at ever again. Chi-chi finally spotted their group of friends. There was Goku, Chi-chi's boyfriend, Juu (but everyone called her 18) and Krillin. Everyone knew there were three "it" couples of the school. Of course Bulma and Yamcha, Chi-chi and Goku, and the last was Krillin and 18. Krillin was on the lacrosse team with Yamcha and Goku, but he was a bit shorter then his friends, but he had ripped abs. He was tan, but not nearly as tan as the other boys, and he had a shaved head. He was considered hott, by all standards. His beautiful girlfriend was considered a goddess by all who saw her. That's why she hung out with Bulma and Chi-chi.

She stood 5'8" and had shoulder length blonde hair, with emerald colored eyes. Her hair was currently straight and it was blowing in the wind. She brushed one piece of hair aside and then greeted her long-time friends,

"Hey girls! Sorry I wasn't here for the party, I was at my house in Kauai," and then she turned to B and gave her a solemn look, "And I heard about what happened. I'm so sorry. I hope everything turns out to be all right."

Then Krillin added in,

"Yeah Bulma, we're all really worried about you and Yamcha. I mean the emotional pain must be such a burden on you right now. Especially since finals are coming up…" 18 instantly whacked him when he said this. He shouldn't be reminding her of finals when she has enough to stress over,

"Thanks you guys. I appreciate it, but Yamcha has been in the hospital for about 3 days now, and he gets out tonight. I don't know, I feel like I need to stay with him, if I don't, it'll be like me abandoning him… ya know?"

Goku and Chi-chi suddenly got very nervous. They knew Yamcha wouldn't be nearly this kind or faithful if Bulma was in the hospital. They wanted to tell her that they think he cheated, but couldn't since they didn't know for sure. Suddenly, another blue haired girl came up to the group named Marron. No one really liked her, but they tolerated her because she was the daughter of the headmaster of the Academy. All though, she was quite stupid for someone whose father was a headmaster.

Bulma rolled her eyes and said,

"Hi Marron."

Marron got an evil glint in her eyes and said in obnoxiously sweet tone,

"Hey Bulma sweetie! How are you? I know all about the Yamcha thing, such a mess, ya know? Who knew he was such a crack addict?"

Bulma, furious, shouted,

"IT WAS NOT CRACK GOD DAMN IT!!"

Every student turned to look at her. They looked at her like she should have been placed in a mental hospital a long time ago. Bulma sighed and said to Marron,

"Look, I'm sorry for yelling at you, but I'm really just sick of talk about this whole thing. It's such a mess, just like you said." With that, Bulma stormed off to her first period AP English class.

Chi-chi and 18 quickly followed her to class, making sure that she was going to be okay.

In AP English…
As her boring professor was explaining the meaning of J.D. Salinger's book, The Catcher in the Rye, she heard a loud noise from the hallway. It sounded like a guy was running away from the security guards.

Suddenly, the noises came closer and closer, but she wouldn't let herself get distracted. She was a straight A student, and intended to keep it that way. She heard panting in the classroom. Everyone was looking up except for her, she was so deeply into her notes that she just kept writing. Then Chi-chi and 18 both nudged her and then 18 said,

"Hey B, you might want to look up." And Chi-chi added,

"Yeah… this may be interesting… and good eye-candy…"

And Bulma finally looked up. Oh shit. It was her fucking loser of a neighbor. He strolled into the classroom as two panting security guards walked behind him. Finally, one of the security guards said,

"There's… a new… student in… your class."

Vegeta looked at the security guard and said,

"Don't choke old man." And then he smirked and looked directly at Bulma. He strode over towards her and took the desk behind her. He whispered into her ear,

"Looks like we're gonna have fun, having classes together and all… neighbor."

Hey guys, that is the end of chapter 3! I hope you all liked it, and please review! Reviews motivate me to post new chapters, yay! Anyways, Hopefully, you all will like reading 'The Life.'

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