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Chapter 6

'What's father doing here? Maybe it isn't even him. I have to turn around to find out, even though I don't want to.' As I came face to face to the person who startled me, I automatically felt like an idiot for freezing up. It was just that pathetic weakling Yamcha.

"What do you want?" I said while brushing his hand off my shoulder.

"I want you to stay away from my girl! Is that clear or do I have to dumb it down for you?" He said in an insulting manner.

"Are you sure I'm the one who needs it to be dumbed down, because I don't think you know what you're getting yourself into." I said snickering.

"Is that a threat!?"

"You bet it is. You have no chance of defeating me, but if you want to give it a try, go right ahead."

"Alright then, let's go Shorty."

Right as I was about to punch the snot out of him, Bulma got in the way.

With Bulma

'Great Yamcha is going to get his a$$ kicked. I guess I have to go stop it.'

"Hey calm down boys!" I said stepping right in between them.

"Come on Babe! I can take him no problem." Said Yamcha.

"Don't make me laugh Yamcha. Vegeta would kick you're a$$ into the next dimension. Just walk away."

"No way I'm I backing down."

"It's over Yamcha. Now please just go, before you embarrass yourself."

"What do you mean it's over? Is it because of him? You've only known him for a day."

"No, I've known him since I was eleven and I know what he can do." I moved really close to Yamcha's ear so Vegeta wouldn't hear." I've been in love with him ever since we first meet. Sorry for breaking up with you, but my heart will forever belong to him."

"You have to be joking RIGHT!?" Yamcha blurted out.

"No. Now just leave us be." I said very irritated by the whole situation.

It seemed that Yamcha was walking away and we could finally have a peaceful lunch, but I was wrong. As I was making my way to sit down, I saw Yamcha charging at Vegeta who had his back turned.

'What a cowardly move.' I thought.

I got in front of Vegeta's back and yelled "Stop", but I was too late to stop Yamcha's fist.

With Vegeta

Turning around I saw the unbeleviable. That moron Yamcha punched Bulma in the face. She was on the floor holding her bloody mouth and that's when I lost it. I was going to let that imbecile walk away before, but now he's unleashed the beast.

First I punched him as hard as I could in the face and he went crashing into the wall. Then I rushed to him and started kicking him rapidly all over. I was about to finish him off with a ki blast, but I was interrupted by Bulma tapping my shoulder.

"You're going to kill him Vegeta. You have to stop." She said very serious.

"But he hit you! He has to pay!"

"I'm fine, really. It doesn't hurt that bad."

I turned away from her and looked at that imbecile one last time before backing away from him.

"Let's go before any teachers notice." Said Bulma.

But of course with my stupid luck, we didn't get away with it so easily.

"Oh, but I've already noticed, Ms Brief." Stated the principal. "Go to the nurse and get that checked out, then your free to leave, but you." The principal said looking in my direction." Follow me to my office right now."

I made my way down the long hallway of doom right behind Ms. Love, aka the principal. When we made it into her office I felt that all too similar feeling as if I was going to get yelled at.

"Now Mr. Vegeta, I know you're new and this is your first day, but I will not tolerate any fighting. You have ISS for the next three days starting tomorrow. If you get into any more trouble I will add more days to your punishment. Am I clear? Said Ms. Love.

"What's ISS?" I asked

"In School Suspension, so do I make myself clear?"

I moved my head up and down, just wanting to get out of there.

"Oh and I've just been informed that Yamcha has a concussion and is being sent to the hospital. You're very lucky that this your first day and you stood up for Bulma or you would have been expelled. You may go back to your classes now."

As I was walking out of the principal's office I couldn't help but think that this ISS couldn't be worse than any of father's punishments. I made myself to the hallway, only to be greeted by Bulma.

"So, what's the damage?" she asked concerned.

"I have ISS for the next three days and Yamcha has a concussion." The last part I said smirking evilly.

"Well that's what he gets for hitting such a face of beauty. WAIT did you say you have ISS!?"

"Yes, why?"

"Because that means you have to stay in one room all day by yourself, while a strict teacher watches you. Boo that means we won't have class together." She said pouting.

"How's the lip? It looks swollen."

"Nice, changing the subject. Its fine just hurts a bit."

"Listen I've had plenty of busted lips before and I know how to make the swelling go down. Just apply some ice chips in a clean cloth and hold it firmly on the lip. To get rid of any extra debris gargle your mouth with saline water and this should do the trick. "

"Thanks, sounds like you're starting to grow a heart towards me." She said joking around.

"Never. "I said crossing my arms. "I just know how uncomfortable it is to have a lip like that."

"Ha-ha, ok. Whatever you say."

"Well I have to find room 116 right now before I get into any more trouble. I would ditch but they might call father and I don't want that."

"You're lucky the principal forgot to call your dad because of your fight. Anyway I'll help you find the room. Follow me."

"But won't you be late for your next class?"

"Oh yeah I forgot to tell you. Computer class is my last period. I'm so smart, I only need four classes."

"That must be nice."

The walk over to fifth period was surprisingly quiet. Usually this woman doesn't shut up.

"Here it is. Room 116 with Ms. Stevens. Guess I'll see you tomorrow at 7:30 am. Bye." Bulma said.

"Wait. Why at 7:30am?" I ask confused.

"Because, that's when ISS students have to be at school. So I'll meet you at the front of the school. Kay?"

After she spoke, she hugged me tightly then walked away down the hall.

When I entered the room fifteen minutes after class started, all eyes were on me. As usual I handed the teacher, Ms. Stevens, a blue piece of paper. Taking my seat in the back that's when I noticed that this class was going to be the hardest. It's calculus. I despise math with every inch of my soul. Hoping this class would go by fast; I put my head down and fell asleep.

I woke up to the glorious sound of the bell ending math class. Grabbing my backpack, I headed out of that room as fast as I could. Walking down the hall way I could feel everyone staring at me. 'I guess everybody found out about mine and Yamcha's fight.'

Ignoring all the stares, I made my way to my locker. As I was getting my Government book out, the stares and comments seemed to be getting stronger. Turning around I got frustrated and lashed out.

"What the $!#% are you looking at!?" I yelled while shaking my fist in the air.

Everybody got quiet and walked away after I gave into my anger.

I took my schedule out and glanced over it to find art as my sixth period. Finding it was easy enough since it was close by my locker.

Walking in the classroom, I could smell the fresh paint from the previous students who were in there. Looking around I couldn't find one desk, only round tables. 'Great now I actually have to associate with some of these morons.'

Sitting at the only empty table, I thought I escaped having to talk to anyone. Soon enough class started and two other people filled the vacant spaces next to me. One of them was that person Nappa from geology. He introduced me to his friend Broly, as if I cared.

The teacher Ms. Glye was maybe in her sixties and looked like a hippie. She's actually not boring, just free spirited. The cool thing is you could get away with murder in her room.

About thirty minutes into class Nappa tried to make small talk.

"So Vegeta what brings you here to West city?" Asked Nappa.

"What does it matter?" I snapped.

"Nothing, just wanted to get to know a fellow socially awkward classmate."

I let out a small chuckle. "What makes you think that?"

"What? "

"That I'm "socially awkward".

"Well you go to the back for every class and you don't like interacting with people very much."

"So what. I just don't like socializing with people."

"This makes you socially awkward my friend." Said Broly

"Whatever." I said rolling my eyes.

"So what makes you this way Vegeta?" Asked Nappa

'What I'm I supposed to say. Hey, you know my father beats me and my little brother, so I'm bound to have trusting problems, so I don't let anyone in, except Bulma. Hmm, I still wonder why I trusted her all those years ago.'

"Hello. Earth to Vegeta." Broly said, waving his hand In front of my face.

"Huh? What?" I said, snapping out of my deep thoughts.

"Ummm, why are you here at west city?"

"Again with that damn question? If you must know we moved back here because of my father's job."

"Whoa, why so formal with "father."

"Because he doesn't deserve to be called dad. You two ask a lot of questions. I'm done talking." I simply said. They just looked at me and rolled their eyes.

The bell finally ring, which meant just one more period then I'll move from this hell hole to another.

Dreading to go to seventh period, I pretend that I'm lost and wonder around the school until there's thirty minutes left in the class. As I enter Government the teacher gives me a death stare. I hand Mr. Drum my blue slip and explain that I was lost. He's death stare automatically grows soft and assigns me a seat in the front. 'Great, now I can't get away with anything.'

The whole class, except for me, is taking a test and I smirk knowing I won't have to do anything for the rest of the period. Putting my head down in my arms, I fall asleep once again, only to be awaken by the sound of the bell thirty minutes later.

Making my way into the hallway to meet with Tarble, my blood starts boiling at what I come to see.

So what is this that Vegeta sees? Is it unsuspecting? I know, but do you know? Wait and see my fellow peeps. Until next time :)