After everyone had walked home, Videl said her goodbyes then walked inside her mansion like house. 'All the money in the world with everything you could ever ask for and you still feel alone.' She thought to herself while looking around. Everything in the entrance hall was of a grand scale; lamps from all over the world, priceless paintings, and a huge couch off to the side which she spent many nights laying upon during thunderstorms, watching the rain slide down an endless number of windows. Making her way up the marble stairs to the second floor Videl wondered where her father was this time. Hercule, the greatest fighter ever and whom the town 'Satan City' was named after spend much of his time boasting and bragging about his opponents and had little time for his daughter. The only way she would get to see him is if she went down to her fathers' gym to show the guys how to fight 'properly'. Of course there was no way she could have been the daughter of the world's strongest person with out being a fighter herself. She had mastered many kinds of martial arts and strove to become almost as strong as her dad. Ever since she was a baby she learned how to use everything from within in order to protect herself against anyone; in other words the girl could really hold her own.
"Dad, I'm home…not that you care." She spoke the last part very softly then jumped as she heard Mr. Satan's loud booming voice. "Ah! My little champion, how was school today? Beat anyone up?" His laughter almost shook the house. "No daddy, I didn't. I doubt anyone would even try to fight me, they all know who has trained me." She smiled as she noticed her dad beaming with pride. He stroked his mustache then nodded in approval "Well Videl what do you say you and I go down to the gym and work on your kicks a bit?" "I'm sorry dad" She looked around for a way out then clung to her back pack strap. "Um, homework, you know how that is dad and I was going to Erasas' tonight." Mr. Satan patted his daughters shoulder and laughed once again. "I see, have fun Videl and don't stay out to late." She nodded then took off running to her room.
Once safe inside the walls of her room she sighed then threw her backpack down onto her king size bed. Videls' room was one of the biggest ones in the house aside from her dads; it had everything a girl could want. Two walk in closets, a bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub, huge double doors and a balcony overlooking the city. She was spoiled all right but to her money wasn't really a big deal since she was rich for as long as she could remember. Videl made her way to the doors leading out to the balcony and opened them, taking a deep breath of springtime air. 'What a beautiful day it was.' She thought to herself as she walked to her bed and sat down. Pulling the zipper of her backpack open she noticed a pink piece of paper sticking out of one of her books. Slowly she took it out and stared at it, the invitation to the P.S. party which she pretended to throw out only to stuff it in her bag for later. "Why couldn't I go? I mean I'm rich and I guess I'm popular with great friends so why not get dolled up and have more fun than I already do?" Videl spoke out loud to herself. Still holding the invitation she sat down in front of her vanity and held up her long black hair with one hand. "I have what it takes to be one of them, to be loved instead of feared."
Just then her phone rang which startled her. Looking at the caller ID she noticed it was Erasa one of her closest friends. "Hello?" She spoke after picking up the phone and setting the invite on the table in front of her. "Hey girl, I just wanted to make sure we're still on for tonight. The guys are stoked." Videl blinked as her memory came rushing back. "Oh…yeah, we're still on."
She cleared her throat "Erasa? Do you think everyone would be mad if I went to that popular society party this weekend?" Videl braced herself for the worst. "What! You can't be serious Videl. They're not like you, they are so fake and mean, and…and…and…" "How do you know that?" Videl interrupted. "Maybe it's a chance for me to get out there and be accepted for who I am and not what I do." She could hear Erasas endless cackle in the background. "Yeah right Videl. Do you really think the P.S. is going to accept you like we do? I mean honestly they get judged by what the wear and how they act! It's not like you. Besides you have three great friends who love you, why would you give it up?" Videl tilted her head in a bit of shock "You mean…if I went to the party you wouldn't support me and still be friends with me?" "It's not that Videl, it's just….well you'd change and we….oh never mind. Gohan is on the other line. Come over tonight and we'll talk about it okay?" Videl was more angry than excited about seeing her friends tonight.
"Yeah, okay." She quickly hung up the phone with out saying good-bye. 'I'm not going to let my friends talk me out of something that could be a good change for me. I'm going to that party and I don't care what they say. It's something different and new, what could go wrong?' Picking up her phone she started to dial the number on the pink paper. "Hello, Matsuko? It's Videl…."