Oh I should start to the disclaimer stuff: I do not own dbz or any of the characters.

Hey guys, sorry if I haven't updated as much as you like. I recently sprained my knee (it's in a brace that's uncomfortable) and on top of that I have to care of a screaming baby and a four-week old Siberian husky. Anyways enough of me and back to the story. :P

Chapter 5

Today is a Monday and I absolutely hate it! Nothing good ever happens and it's just so boring all day long. I hit my alarm clock dreading to get up at 6:30 in the morning to get ready for stupid school. Not even caring how I look today, I throw on a pair of blue denim skinny jeans, a blue polo shirt, and some converse, while throwing my blue hair in a pony tail. Now it's only 6: 40 am.' What the hell I'm I supposed to do for another hour and twenty minutes? Oh well, screw it I'm going back to sleep.'

With Vegeta

"Hurry up Vegeta! We're going to be late for our first day of school." Said Tarble.

"Why do you care? Trust me Tarble School is nothing to look forward to. It's nothing but teachers nagging you, along with annoying morons."

"You're not going to make any friends with that kind of attitude, besides were away from father most of the day."

"Who said I wanted to make any and that is the only good thing coming out of this torment."

"I'm pretty sure you're over exaggerating. Now come on it's already 7:50 am." "Don't rush me, I'm coming."

With Bulma

"Ahhhh! It's already 7:55 am!" I practically flew down the stairs and ran outside. I pulled out a blue capsule, pressed the top, and out poped a motorcycle. Driving as fast as I did, I'm surprised I didn't burn out. When I got to school the second bell rang, which meant it was already 8:05! I was running so quick, I didn't even realize what was right in front of me.

With Vegeta

I can't believe Tarble is in high school with me. He's so advanced that instead of being in junior high they bumped him up to the ninth grade which makes him a freshmen in high school. He better not embarrass me or he is dead.

Tarble and I are in the hallway after leaving the office from getting our schedules, when I ran into a stupid idiot.

"Did you not see me walking?" I said.

"No, I saw you. I just excepted you to move out of my damn way." Said Yamcha.

"Why you"- I was about to punch him when Tarble pulled me back.

"Leave it alone. He's not worth it Vegeta." Said Tarble.

"Vegeta? Haha what a stupid ass name." Stated Yamcha, while walking away.

"Let go of me." I said pulling away from Tarble's grip. "Hurry up and get to class."

My first class is English III with a Mr. Anderson. He's a tall bald man with a beard and looks strict. Ugh, just my luck. As soon as I entered he got up and led me to the front of the class.

"Class, this is our new student. Why don't you introduce yourself?"

I looked around and studied everyone fairly quick. That asshole I ran into earlier was sitting in front of the class, so I decided I had to sit far away from him. The rest of the class looked like a bunch of idiots. This is going to be a long school year.

"I'm Vegeta and I'm a senior. That's all you need to know." I said ignoring all the rude stares and comments.

"Take a seat where ever you like to." Said Mr. Anderson.

I took a seat in the far back where no one would disturb me. Surprisingly Mr. Anderson was a laid back teacher. He was more like a big teenage nerd. Maybe school wasn't going to be as bad as I thought.

After an hour the bell rang signaling the end of first period. Grabbing my backpack, I made my way to the door. This school is pretty big, I wonder how people get around here.

Finding my way to second period was pretty hard. The school bell rang again, which meant I was late for second period. I really didn't care. Ten minutes after it rang I finally found room 102. I have geology with Mr. Highly.

I handed him a blue piece of paper that excused my tardiness and it explained that I was a new student. Making my way to the back of the class, I spotted that moron I ran into again.' Great do I have all my classes with him?'

As I sat down, I noticed a bald, muscular looking teenager next to me. When I sat down he started talking to me. I ignored him and all I caught was that his name was Nappa. This class seemed to drag on. Remember what I said how maybe school wasn't going to be bad after all. I take it all back. This teacher is such an ass hole and on top of that he's boring as hell. Nappa started making comments towards the teacher and they were actually amusing. Maybe this Nappa person isn't bad after all.

The bell rang after 50 long minutes.' Thank God.' As I'm walking towards my locker somebody ran into me again, causing me to fall.' What is this? National run into Vegeta day.'

"You stupid idiot! Watch were your"- I was about to finish my insult when I looked up to see familiar beautiful blue eyes.

"B-Bulma?" I said in complete shock.

"Vegeta!? Is that really you?"

"The one and only."

I stood up only to be attacked with a humongous bear hug by the girl I haven't seen in five years. When I left, she was nothing but a girl, now she's a woman. She broke the embrace, even though I didn't want her to.

"O my God! What are you doing here, after all these years?" She asked excitedly.

"We recently moved backed a couple of weeks ago, right outside the city."

She was looking at me as if we were in our own world once again. God have I missed that look.' I would never admit that to her though.'

We got interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. I looked to the left side of Bulma and saw that damn imbecile. 'What the hell is he doing with her?'

"Oh. This is Yamcha, my…" She hesitated and it looked like she was looking for just the right word to say.

Yamcha looked at her and appeared to be upset." I'm her boyfriend."

As soon as he said boyfriend it looked as if she was going to tear his throat out. Also, I felt angry and betrayed. She is supposed to be mine. How could she choose a pathetic weakling like that instead of me? I of course didn't let any emotion show on my face, even though it hurt me in the inside.

"Well, I should get to class. See you later." I started to walk away because I wanted to get out of that awkward situation as soon as possible, but of course she wouldn't let me go that easy.

"Vegeta, wait up." Bulma said as she caught up to me and left her "boyfriend" behind." Can I see your schedule?"

I was hesitant to give it to her, but after a couple of seconds I finally gave in and handed it over. Her eyes scanned it for a while then handed it back.

"Ha-ha. Oh wow. You have geology with Mr. Highly. That sucks majorly."

"Shut up. Your nothing but a little junior." I said sarcastically.

"For you information I'm a senior too. Did you already forget that I'm a genius?"Bulma said conceitedly.

'Man, everyone is moving up except for me.' "Whatever. Why don't you have Mr. Highly then?"

"Because, my specialty is in science and math. None of those idiot teachers can teach me."

"My, my isn't someone on their high horse today?" I said with a smirk.

"I'm always on a high horse. Anyway, we have two classes together from this period on. It should be fun."

I and Bulma made our way to gym, third period. I think this is going to be the best class this school has to offer. I'm always excited to get my muscles moving. Coach Armstrong made us play kick ball. I was first to kick on my and Bulma's team. Guess who was throwing the ball? Oh yea, that ass hole Yamcha. This is going to be interesting.

He threw the ball and I kicked it hard, but not hard enough to hurt him bad. The ball made a direct hit on his face and caused his nose to bleed. I snickered as he started to form tears in his eyes and I made myself to first base.

With Bulma

'Wow. I can't believe Vegeta would do that. He must be jealous.' I smiled just thinking that. 'Should I go see if Yamcha is okay? I would look like a bad girlfriend if I didn't, but then again I'm going to break up with him, so I guess it doesn't matter.'

I looked back to the field and realized Vegeta was already on third base. Everybody was to shock to notice he was about to make a home run. 'That's my man!' I thought starting to blush.

Once he made his way to the dugout after making a home run, a stupid slut was practically throwing herself on him. 'That's my body! Nobody else's! I'm going to give her a piece of mind!'

"Hey, SKANK! Back the HELL off!" I yelled while approaching her.

"Please, don't make me laugh Bulmer. Don't you already have a boyfriend?" she said as if I was stupid.

'That prostitute is getting on my last nerve! I feel as if I'm going to explode! My cheeks are red and I actually think steam is coming out of my ears and my name is BULMA, not Bulmer! I'm going to punch the %!# out of her!' I'm taking my claws out to attack until I feel an arm grab me around the waist to hold me back.

Looking back, I was expecting Vegeta, but it was Yamcha. I didn't even notice he walked off the field.

"Whoa, babe calm down. You don't have to protect me, it's alright." Said Yamcha.

"I wasn't talking about you, Yamcha. Leave me alone!" I said still very steamed.

"Then who were you talking about?"

The whore was about to say something when I interrupted her as fast as I could.

"Nobody. Go back to your team. We'll talk later, I promise." I said winking at him.

The whole period I was keeping my eye on Vegeta and that hooker. When she would throw herself at him, he would push her away and look at me as if he was annoyed. Gym went by quick, that's how something interesting usually goes. Time just fly's by.

Once third period was over I grabbed my backpack and made my way over to Vegeta. That slut saw me approaching and left, just like the little coward she is.

Next is computer class with Mr. Kinsley. I know Vegeta isn't going to like him, because no one does. He's a tacky, rude, fat a$$, that smells and looks like a slug. The only upside for Vegeta would be that Yamcha doesn't have this class.

We had to wait for tenth graders to come out of the class for a couple of minutes, so I and Vegeta had a chance to chat.

"Can I come over to your house after school?" I asked.

"That's not a good idea at all woman and you know that." He said.

"Come on I want to see your house and catch up on old times."

"Listen, I'm not trying to be mean, but I don't know how father will react and I don't want to take that chance. Not only will I be in danger, but you could be to. Why can't I come over to your house? I still know where it is." He said crossing his arms.

"My dad is working on a new invention and the house is filled with scientist. I have to get away from all that craziness. Can't I sneak in?" I asked filled with hope.

"Maybe some other time, today wouldn't be good. He's works on Saturdays and Sundays now, so you could come over then."

"Okay then, it's a date." I said blushing.

The tenth graders came out and I rushed to save a seat for Vegeta, but some other person sat down next to me. I gave him a cold glare then pushed him off the chair.

"I saved you a seat Vegeta. Now save mine because I have to go to the bathroom. See you in a bit."

When I got to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, I totally freaked! I remembered I didn't put any effort in getting dressed today. Thankfully I always have my makeup capsule on me. After about ten minutes I returned to the class to find Vegeta on the other side of the room.

"What's this?" I asked.

"Now Ms. Briefs, you know we have assigned seats in this room. You will also receive one demerit for pushing Mr. Lopez out of his chair." Said Mr. Kinsley.

" D!# " I mumbled under my breath. Only Vegeta heard that and started chuckling lightly.

Finally after fifty minutes of pure boredom the class ended. Now it was lunch time. The food is pretty awful, but I know Vegeta will eat practically anything.

I was right as soon as we walked into the lunchroom, Vegeta ran to the front of the line. He packed whatever he could on to the tray and you could barely see his face, but his happiness would soon fade in seconds as he made his way to the register. The woman told him he had to pay three dollars for his lunch, but I knew his dad didn't give him any money. I ran up there and gave the woman three dollars before Vegeta could say anything.

As we sat down I turned to him and smiled. "Your welcome." I said sweetly.

"I didn't ask for any of your help woman, so don't expect a "Thank you." He said harshly.

"Really, because I think I just received one." I said deviously.

He put his hand to his chin and started thinking. Once he finally caught on, he let out a big growl.

With Vegeta

'Damn it. That woman is good, but I have missed her. I wonder where Tarble is.'

"Woman, I demand to know where Tarble is."

"How am I supposed to know? Oh that's right he's in high school also. The freshmen have lunch before us with the sophomores, so he doesn't eat with us."

"I understand."

As soon as I was going to pig out on my lunch I felt a hand on my shoulder. I immediately froze up in fear.

So who is this person who dares to sneak up on Vegeta? Is it his father who made a mistake by letting him go to school or is it a new foe or could it possibly just be someone who is trying to make friends.