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also, I didn't spell check or grammar check. I can't be bothered right now, and I really don't think I made any grammar mistakes. Spelling, well, I might have mistyped something. Sorry!
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Chapter 3: A New Job!
Bulma tapped her foot irritably. After twenty minutes of waiting, she was finally next in line, and the kid in front of her was taking his good ol' time! She glaced down at the add/drop slip in her hand for the hundredth time and frowned. 'I better be able to get all the classes I wanted,' she thought angrily. If they didn't give her the new classes, then she was going to be late to her first class.
"Next!"
"Finally," Bulma muttered pushing her way forward and not caring about being rude anymore. She handed the woman behind the desk her paperwork and waited patiently.
"Well," she said, typing away furiously at her keyboard. "You're in luck. All the classes you want are open right now. Is this a definite?"
"Yes!"
"Alright then." She stamped it and initialed the slip before handing it back to Bulma. "Sign the bottom please."
Bulma scribbled her name on it quickly and handed it back. A few minutes later, she was out the door with her new schedule in hand. She smiled triumphantly and checked her watch. "Hmm, I've got an hour before my first class," she whispered to herself. She pulled out her cellphone and dialed June's number. They had spent the entire previous day talking, and Bulma was happy to say that she'd made another new friend.
"Did you get your classes?" June asked.
"Yeah, all of them. Where you at?"
"Walking toward the library. You?"
"I must be close by you then, 'cause I'm staring at the library right now."
"Boo!"
Bulma jumped up and sent the person behind her an evil glare. "You scared the crap out of me," she scolded, turning her phone off.
June laughed. "The look on your face was worth it!"
"So, when is your first class?"
"In an hour. English 223."
"Well, I have Communications, and I think they're in the same building," June said.
Bulma yawned. "I hate those mattresses. I didn't get any sleep last night."
"I hear ya. Neither did I." She looked around with a board expression on her face. "So we have an hour to kill, what do you wanna do?"
"Bookstore?"
"Packed, I was just in there. Everyone's getting their books exchanged."
A panicked look came over Bulma. "I have to do that!"
"Calm down, B. I'm sure you can go one day without the right books. Professors aren't going to be teaching much of anything today. They know people are going to be playing around with their schedules."
"I know, but I hate not being prepared for things like this."
"Hey! Bulma!"
"Yamcha?" She gave him a quick peck as soon as he caught up with them. "What are you doing? I thought you had a class right now?"
"I do, or I did," he laughed. "The professor just gave us our syllabus and told us he'd see us on Wednesday. What about you?"
She held up he new schedule. "Got all the classes I wanted," she said happily.
June cleared her throat from the sidelines, and Bulma blushed. "Oh gosh. Sorry! Yamcha this is my roommate, June Gero. June, this is my boyfriend, Yamcha Roshi."
They two new acquaintances shook hands. "So, did you actually meet your roomie yet?" Bulma asked her boyfriend.
He shook his head. "Yeah, but he doesn't seem to want to talk. I said hi, and he just waved on his way out the door."
The two girls laughed. "Sounds like a real winner," June teased.
"Yeah," he agreed. "So, what time do you think you're gonna do lunch?" He asked them.
"We were going to Kensworth Hall for lunch at noon," Bulma told him. "You free then?"
He leaned in a kissed her. "You bet!"
She smiled at him and slipped her hand into his. "Alright then."
"Okay you two! Let's find something to do before I have to witness another one of your sickeningly sweet displays of affection," June announced.
Bulma laughed, and Yamcha grinned. "Don't have a boyfriend, huh?" He teased.
"Actually, I do," She replied. "We just don't do the public display thing."
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"Hi, mind if I sit here?"
Vegeta lifted his head, pulling off his headphones with an annoyed glare on his face. "What?!"
The pretty redhead was startled by his harsh tone. "C-can I sit here?" She asked again, less sure of herself.
"No. Now, get lost," was his short reply, before he replaced his headphones and turned the volume way up so the she could actually here it from where she was standing.
The girl quickly walked toward the opposite side of the room, as far away from him as possible. Bulma walked into the room and looked around. There weren't that many people there yet, but she figured the room would fill up in another five or ten minutes. A smile tugged at her lips as here eyes landed on a lone figure sitting in the back corner. It was Vegeta! Clutching the strap to her bag, she walked over to him. He had his head down, resting on his folded arms, and she recognized the lyrics blasting from his cd-player. She reached out, tapping him on the shoulder.
"What now?!" He groaned angrily, yanking the headphones off once again and glaring up at her. His expression softened slightly, turning into confusion. "What are you doing here?" He demanded.
Bulma smiled and sat down in the chair next to him. "Paranoid Android," she said.
He frowned, before picking up on what she meant. Smirking, he nodded. "You like Radiohead?"
"Yeah, my brother-in-law's brother got me into them."
He chuckled at her. "Your brother-in-law's brother?!"
"I come from a small town," she defended. "Everyone knows each other, and I grew up with Goku and Radditz."
"I don't think I know any of my sister-in-law's family," he mused.
"You have a sister-in-law?" Bulma grinned. "We didn't get into this juicy stuff the other night. Let's hear more!"
Her new friend sighed. "What about your boyfriend?"
Bulma sat up straight, giving him a funny look. "Yamcha? What about him?"
"He's my roommate," Vegeta answered with obvious distaste.
"No way! That's freaky," she exclaimed. "But, how did you know? I mean," she paused. "He told me that he hadn't spoke to you at all yet."
"I saw a picture of you two in our room," he explained. "So, with my excellent deductive skills, I figured you either had a twin sister, or you and him were together."
"Oh." She set her bag on the floor between them. "Oh my god!" She looked up at him. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to lead you on or anything," she immediately apologized.
"Hmph, please," he responded. "I'm not some moron who falls for a pretty girl after spending a whole three hours with them."
He packed his cd-player in his bag just as the professor walked in. Meanwhile, the girl next to him was staring at her desk, trying to tell herself that she shouldn't be getting so upset over what he had just said. 'So what if he doesn't like you, Bulma,' she mentally scolded herself. 'You shouldn't even be thinking about something like that when you're with Yamcha!'
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"He actually kept us the entire class," she said as they walked out of the room.
Vegeta yawned. "So?"
"He even assigned work on our first day," she continued.
"This is a University," he teased.
Bulma swatted at his shoulder playfully. "Shut up!" She spotted June standing outside as they approached the doors. "Hey, why don't you come eat lunch with me, Yamcha, and my roommate?"
"I think not," he told her.
"Ah, come on! We didn't get to finish talking about our families. It's just lunch."
He pulled open the door and waited for her to walk out ahead of him. "I'll pass."
"Fine," she said. "What about dinner?"
"I have work tonight."
June walked over to them. "Hey, B! Who's your friend?"
"Hi, 18! This is Vegeta Ouji," Bulma introduced the brooding guy standing beside her.
"June Gero," the blond haired girl stated as she shook his hand.
Vegeta nodded and checked his watch. "I have to go." He started walking away toward the library.
"I'll see you tomorrow in American Society," Bulma called out after him.
He simply waved his hand back at her, not even bothering to turn around. When Bulma turned back to her roommate, June was biting her bottom lip to keep from smirking.
"What?!"
"Oh nothing," June said quickly. "I just thought you and Yamcha were together."
"We are, and Vegeta's just a friend. The first one I've made on this campus," she argued.
"What about me?!"
"Sorry, you were second," Bulma taunted, locking arms with her. "Let's go. Yamcha's probably waiting for us."
"Yeah, okay."
"Hey!"
Both girls turned around, and June pulled away from Bulma, running toward a guy that looked very familiar to Bulma. Her eyes went wide as she realized who it was, Chad Hamilton, the guy who had given her and Yamcha advice on move-in day. She was further shocked when she saw June throw herself at him. Chad kissed her while swinging her around.
"Um, did I miss something?" Bulma inquired.
June stopped smiling up at her boyfriend and looked at her. "Oh. Chad, I'd like you to meet my roommate, Bulma Briefs. B, this is my boyfriend."
"Chad Hamilton," the blue haired girl finished. She smiled. "I mean him in the parking lot on move-in day."
The boy smiled. "Oh yeah! It's nice to see you again," he told her. "I take it you took my advice?"
She laughed. "Definitely. I'm glad, too. There were so many people signing in."
June stood back, giving her boyfriend a calculating look. "So, what are you doing right now?" She asked him.
"I just got out of class," he told her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He dropped his voice to a whisper. "I thought me and you could go down to the pier later tonight. There's a huge party going on." He leaned in and kissed her again.
"I don't know," she said, pulling away from him.
"Come on, 18. I haven't seen you all month. I miss you."
She evaded anothe kiss from him by stepping away and taking ahold of his hand. "We're on our way to have lunch," she said, plastering a big smile on her face. "Wanna join us?"
Chad sighed. "Anything for my girl."
June gave him a peck on the cheek. "That's my guy!"
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Bulma walked into their room, closing the door behind her. She placed her bag on her bed and pulled the tie out of her hair, letting it fall freely around her shoulders. "So, you wanna talk about it?"
Her roommate was rummaging through a drawer in her desk. "Talk about what?"
"Chad and that little odd conversation you had before lunch."
June pulled out a little address book and started flipping through it. "It's no big deal. He's just up to his usual shit again, that's all."
Bulma frowned. "What are you doing?"
"I need to call Jayson and talk to him, but I can't find his number." She tossed the little book onto her bed and opened the drawer again. "And I didn't get a chance to program his new number into my phone."
"Here." Bulma handed her phone over, and June glanced at her questioningly. "You called your brother on my phone yesterday 'cuz yours was dead, remember? It's probably still in my history. I haven't used my phone much today."
"Thanks, B!"
"Sure, no prob! I just really wanna hear about this whole Chad thing, though. What's wrong?"
Sighing, June replied, "I've been dating him since I was in 9th grade, on and off again." She glanced out the window. "Let's just say he's always had a wondering eye, and hands, and other body parts, I won't get graphic."
"That's terrible! Why do you keep going out with him if he treats you like that?"
"I don't know. There's just a lot of history between us, I guess."
Bulma shook her head. "I couldn't imagine going through that."
"It doesn't matter." June started playing around with Bulma's cellphone until she came to the screen displaying call history. She quickly scribbled her brother's number on a peice of paper, and then she grabbed her phone and walked toward the door. "I'll catch ya later tonight. I've got to work at the cafe. You should stop by if you get the chance. I can get you a job if you like."
"I'll think about it," Bulma replied.
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"Dude, you have got to come out with us tonight," Jon said.
Hunter grinned. "Totally, Yamcha, man. Come on."
"I-I don't know, guys. I'm supposed to meet my girlfriend for dinner," Yamcha told them.
Vegeta walked into the room, causing a moment of silence. He ignored the three of them and walked over to his desk. Hunter, being the outgoing one of the group, walked over. "Hey, you must be Vegeta." No response. "Um, you wanna go out to the clubs with us tonight, man?"
Rolling his eyes, Vegeta grabbed a handful of cd's from the bottom drawer. "No," he said, without looking up.
"Ah, why not?" Jon asked. "It's gonna be great!"
"I have work." Vegeta slammed the desk drawer closed and stood up straight. "Now, get out of my way."
Hunter and Jon stepped back and watched him storm out of the room. Yamcha let out the breath he was holding. "Man, he's a piece of work! I don't know if I'm gonna be able to handle rooming with him."
"I hear ya," Jon said. "Too intense."
"Intimidating is more like it," Hunter mumbled. "But enough about your moody roommate, Yamcha. What about tonight? You in or out?"
Yamcha felt both his new friends looking at him expectantly. "Well, I'm sure Bulma will be alright with it. I'm in!"
"Alright!"
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"Hi! It's me, your little sister. Just calling to say hi," Bulma spoke into her phone ans she walked down the busy street. "Oh I feel like an idiot! It's Monday night, you're at Ausrin's birthday party! Call me when you get in. I want to hear all about it. Bye!" She hung up the phone and shoved it in her purse.
"How many times do I have to tell you that it's dangerous for a girl to walk around alone." The voice was deep, with a slight accent to it that made Bulma smile.
"I gotta stop running into you, Vegeta." She turned around. "What are you doing?"
He nodded toward a shop across the street. "Going to work. What are you doing?"
The crossing sign changed to 'walk', and they both hurriedly walked across the road. "Yamcha went out with a bunch of his floormates, leaving me alone for the night."
"And you're okay with this?" He asked.
"I don't want to get in the way of him meeting new people or making friends."
Vegeta kept his potentially touchy comments to himself and opened the door to the cd shop. "Don't you have your roomie to hang out with, or whatever it is you girls do?"
Bulma followed him inside. "June's got work tonight." She glanced around curiously. "All my new friends have jobs." She picked up a cd from a nearby shelf. "I should get a part-time job."
A tattooed, and heavily body pierced man behind the counter looked up. "How much ya know about music?" He asked.
"Oh, um. I don't play any instruments or anything," she told him. "I'm more of a listener," she laughed.
Vegeta walked behind the counter. "What are you thinking, Nappa?"
"That if she passes a little test, she's going to be my new employee," he shot back.
Bulma looked up at the tall, burly man. "What kind of test?"
Nappa smirked, leaning forward on the counter. "More like if you answer a few questions correctly, you hired. You are looking for employment, aren't you?" She nodded. "Favorite female singers?"
"Oh, um. Wow, that's a hard one." She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "3 way tie: Tori Amos, Bjork, and Anneke van Giersbergen from The Gathering."
"Male singers?"
"Thom Yorke, Matthew Good, and Damien Rice."
Nappa nodded and stood up. "Commendable. You'r hired." He slapped Vegeta on tha back and grinned. "Now, I don't have to put up with you by myself."
"Did I say she was hired?" Vegeta demanded.
"You're father put me in charge here, not you, Vegeta. Besides, you're not supposed to be closing by yourself at night."
"Whatever. Get out of here before I kick your ass," Vageta muttered irritably.
Nappa reached across the counter and shook Bulma's hand. "Welcome aboard! You wanna start tonight, or are you busy?"
"I'm not doing anything right now," she responded. This was all happening quite fast!
"Great. I'll call Mr. Ouji tomorrow, and we'll fill out the paper work. I've gotta jet. The girlfriend's probably waiting for me out back."
"So, your dad owns this place, huh?" She asked Vegeta after Nappa ran out.
"He owns a lot of thing. Come on. Nappa's going out to get drunk with his woman, and we not remember hiring you tomorrow." He started walking toward the back room.
"Shouldn't one of us stay out here in case a customer comes in?" She asked.
"We're always dead on Mondays," he told her.
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Okay. I know there's a hundred and one questions going on out there right now, especially about June (18). She will eventually be getting with Krillin, but he doesn't come into the picture until later on. I promise!!! ;)
So, Bulma's got a job with Vegeta at his father's cd store! Good times! It shall be interesting to see where I decide to take all this, huh?!
Next time: I have no idea. I might skip ahead a couple weeks, or maybe even a month. Who knows!?!?
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PANDORA ;)
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Videlchan313- Hey! The show's nothing like what I'm doing with this fic right now. Just warning you, if you were gonna check out Summerland because of this fic. Sorry if I mislead ya!! Thanks for reviewing!
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Joelie the Messenger of Death- Interesting question. Is there really a difference between the two? Thanks for reviewing!
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Okay! Onward to the fic. I feel a little better after reading all those reviews from the last chapter. Thanks a lot you guys, honestly! ;)
also, I didn't spell check or grammar check. I can't be bothered right now, and I really don't think I made any grammar mistakes. Spelling, well, I might have mistyped something. Sorry!
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Chapter 3: A New Job!
Bulma tapped her foot irritably. After twenty minutes of waiting, she was finally next in line, and the kid in front of her was taking his good ol' time! She glaced down at the add/drop slip in her hand for the hundredth time and frowned. 'I better be able to get all the classes I wanted,' she thought angrily. If they didn't give her the new classes, then she was going to be late to her first class.
"Next!"
"Finally," Bulma muttered pushing her way forward and not caring about being rude anymore. She handed the woman behind the desk her paperwork and waited patiently.
"Well," she said, typing away furiously at her keyboard. "You're in luck. All the classes you want are open right now. Is this a definite?"
"Yes!"
"Alright then." She stamped it and initialed the slip before handing it back to Bulma. "Sign the bottom please."
Bulma scribbled her name on it quickly and handed it back. A few minutes later, she was out the door with her new schedule in hand. She smiled triumphantly and checked her watch. "Hmm, I've got an hour before my first class," she whispered to herself. She pulled out her cellphone and dialed June's number. They had spent the entire previous day talking, and Bulma was happy to say that she'd made another new friend.
"Did you get your classes?" June asked.
"Yeah, all of them. Where you at?"
"Walking toward the library. You?"
"I must be close by you then, 'cause I'm staring at the library right now."
"Boo!"
Bulma jumped up and sent the person behind her an evil glare. "You scared the crap out of me," she scolded, turning her phone off.
June laughed. "The look on your face was worth it!"
"So, when is your first class?"
"In an hour. English 223."
"Well, I have Communications, and I think they're in the same building," June said.
Bulma yawned. "I hate those mattresses. I didn't get any sleep last night."
"I hear ya. Neither did I." She looked around with a board expression on her face. "So we have an hour to kill, what do you wanna do?"
"Bookstore?"
"Packed, I was just in there. Everyone's getting their books exchanged."
A panicked look came over Bulma. "I have to do that!"
"Calm down, B. I'm sure you can go one day without the right books. Professors aren't going to be teaching much of anything today. They know people are going to be playing around with their schedules."
"I know, but I hate not being prepared for things like this."
"Hey! Bulma!"
"Yamcha?" She gave him a quick peck as soon as he caught up with them. "What are you doing? I thought you had a class right now?"
"I do, or I did," he laughed. "The professor just gave us our syllabus and told us he'd see us on Wednesday. What about you?"
She held up he new schedule. "Got all the classes I wanted," she said happily.
June cleared her throat from the sidelines, and Bulma blushed. "Oh gosh. Sorry! Yamcha this is my roommate, June Gero. June, this is my boyfriend, Yamcha Roshi."
They two new acquaintances shook hands. "So, did you actually meet your roomie yet?" Bulma asked her boyfriend.
He shook his head. "Yeah, but he doesn't seem to want to talk. I said hi, and he just waved on his way out the door."
The two girls laughed. "Sounds like a real winner," June teased.
"Yeah," he agreed. "So, what time do you think you're gonna do lunch?" He asked them.
"We were going to Kensworth Hall for lunch at noon," Bulma told him. "You free then?"
He leaned in a kissed her. "You bet!"
She smiled at him and slipped her hand into his. "Alright then."
"Okay you two! Let's find something to do before I have to witness another one of your sickeningly sweet displays of affection," June announced.
Bulma laughed, and Yamcha grinned. "Don't have a boyfriend, huh?" He teased.
"Actually, I do," She replied. "We just don't do the public display thing."
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"Hi, mind if I sit here?"
Vegeta lifted his head, pulling off his headphones with an annoyed glare on his face. "What?!"
The pretty redhead was startled by his harsh tone. "C-can I sit here?" She asked again, less sure of herself.
"No. Now, get lost," was his short reply, before he replaced his headphones and turned the volume way up so the she could actually here it from where she was standing.
The girl quickly walked toward the opposite side of the room, as far away from him as possible. Bulma walked into the room and looked around. There weren't that many people there yet, but she figured the room would fill up in another five or ten minutes. A smile tugged at her lips as here eyes landed on a lone figure sitting in the back corner. It was Vegeta! Clutching the strap to her bag, she walked over to him. He had his head down, resting on his folded arms, and she recognized the lyrics blasting from his cd-player. She reached out, tapping him on the shoulder.
"What now?!" He groaned angrily, yanking the headphones off once again and glaring up at her. His expression softened slightly, turning into confusion. "What are you doing here?" He demanded.
Bulma smiled and sat down in the chair next to him. "Paranoid Android," she said.
He frowned, before picking up on what she meant. Smirking, he nodded. "You like Radiohead?"
"Yeah, my brother-in-law's brother got me into them."
He chuckled at her. "Your brother-in-law's brother?!"
"I come from a small town," she defended. "Everyone knows each other, and I grew up with Goku and Radditz."
"I don't think I know any of my sister-in-law's family," he mused.
"You have a sister-in-law?" Bulma grinned. "We didn't get into this juicy stuff the other night. Let's hear more!"
Her new friend sighed. "What about your boyfriend?"
Bulma sat up straight, giving him a funny look. "Yamcha? What about him?"
"He's my roommate," Vegeta answered with obvious distaste.
"No way! That's freaky," she exclaimed. "But, how did you know? I mean," she paused. "He told me that he hadn't spoke to you at all yet."
"I saw a picture of you two in our room," he explained. "So, with my excellent deductive skills, I figured you either had a twin sister, or you and him were together."
"Oh." She set her bag on the floor between them. "Oh my god!" She looked up at him. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to lead you on or anything," she immediately apologized.
"Hmph, please," he responded. "I'm not some moron who falls for a pretty girl after spending a whole three hours with them."
He packed his cd-player in his bag just as the professor walked in. Meanwhile, the girl next to him was staring at her desk, trying to tell herself that she shouldn't be getting so upset over what he had just said. 'So what if he doesn't like you, Bulma,' she mentally scolded herself. 'You shouldn't even be thinking about something like that when you're with Yamcha!'
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"He actually kept us the entire class," she said as they walked out of the room.
Vegeta yawned. "So?"
"He even assigned work on our first day," she continued.
"This is a University," he teased.
Bulma swatted at his shoulder playfully. "Shut up!" She spotted June standing outside as they approached the doors. "Hey, why don't you come eat lunch with me, Yamcha, and my roommate?"
"I think not," he told her.
"Ah, come on! We didn't get to finish talking about our families. It's just lunch."
He pulled open the door and waited for her to walk out ahead of him. "I'll pass."
"Fine," she said. "What about dinner?"
"I have work tonight."
June walked over to them. "Hey, B! Who's your friend?"
"Hi, 18! This is Vegeta Ouji," Bulma introduced the brooding guy standing beside her.
"June Gero," the blond haired girl stated as she shook his hand.
Vegeta nodded and checked his watch. "I have to go." He started walking away toward the library.
"I'll see you tomorrow in American Society," Bulma called out after him.
He simply waved his hand back at her, not even bothering to turn around. When Bulma turned back to her roommate, June was biting her bottom lip to keep from smirking.
"What?!"
"Oh nothing," June said quickly. "I just thought you and Yamcha were together."
"We are, and Vegeta's just a friend. The first one I've made on this campus," she argued.
"What about me?!"
"Sorry, you were second," Bulma taunted, locking arms with her. "Let's go. Yamcha's probably waiting for us."
"Yeah, okay."
"Hey!"
Both girls turned around, and June pulled away from Bulma, running toward a guy that looked very familiar to Bulma. Her eyes went wide as she realized who it was, Chad Hamilton, the guy who had given her and Yamcha advice on move-in day. She was further shocked when she saw June throw herself at him. Chad kissed her while swinging her around.
"Um, did I miss something?" Bulma inquired.
June stopped smiling up at her boyfriend and looked at her. "Oh. Chad, I'd like you to meet my roommate, Bulma Briefs. B, this is my boyfriend."
"Chad Hamilton," the blue haired girl finished. She smiled. "I mean him in the parking lot on move-in day."
The boy smiled. "Oh yeah! It's nice to see you again," he told her. "I take it you took my advice?"
She laughed. "Definitely. I'm glad, too. There were so many people signing in."
June stood back, giving her boyfriend a calculating look. "So, what are you doing right now?" She asked him.
"I just got out of class," he told her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He dropped his voice to a whisper. "I thought me and you could go down to the pier later tonight. There's a huge party going on." He leaned in and kissed her again.
"I don't know," she said, pulling away from him.
"Come on, 18. I haven't seen you all month. I miss you."
She evaded anothe kiss from him by stepping away and taking ahold of his hand. "We're on our way to have lunch," she said, plastering a big smile on her face. "Wanna join us?"
Chad sighed. "Anything for my girl."
June gave him a peck on the cheek. "That's my guy!"
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Bulma walked into their room, closing the door behind her. She placed her bag on her bed and pulled the tie out of her hair, letting it fall freely around her shoulders. "So, you wanna talk about it?"
Her roommate was rummaging through a drawer in her desk. "Talk about what?"
"Chad and that little odd conversation you had before lunch."
June pulled out a little address book and started flipping through it. "It's no big deal. He's just up to his usual shit again, that's all."
Bulma frowned. "What are you doing?"
"I need to call Jayson and talk to him, but I can't find his number." She tossed the little book onto her bed and opened the drawer again. "And I didn't get a chance to program his new number into my phone."
"Here." Bulma handed her phone over, and June glanced at her questioningly. "You called your brother on my phone yesterday 'cuz yours was dead, remember? It's probably still in my history. I haven't used my phone much today."
"Thanks, B!"
"Sure, no prob! I just really wanna hear about this whole Chad thing, though. What's wrong?"
Sighing, June replied, "I've been dating him since I was in 9th grade, on and off again." She glanced out the window. "Let's just say he's always had a wondering eye, and hands, and other body parts, I won't get graphic."
"That's terrible! Why do you keep going out with him if he treats you like that?"
"I don't know. There's just a lot of history between us, I guess."
Bulma shook her head. "I couldn't imagine going through that."
"It doesn't matter." June started playing around with Bulma's cellphone until she came to the screen displaying call history. She quickly scribbled her brother's number on a peice of paper, and then she grabbed her phone and walked toward the door. "I'll catch ya later tonight. I've got to work at the cafe. You should stop by if you get the chance. I can get you a job if you like."
"I'll think about it," Bulma replied.
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"Dude, you have got to come out with us tonight," Jon said.
Hunter grinned. "Totally, Yamcha, man. Come on."
"I-I don't know, guys. I'm supposed to meet my girlfriend for dinner," Yamcha told them.
Vegeta walked into the room, causing a moment of silence. He ignored the three of them and walked over to his desk. Hunter, being the outgoing one of the group, walked over. "Hey, you must be Vegeta." No response. "Um, you wanna go out to the clubs with us tonight, man?"
Rolling his eyes, Vegeta grabbed a handful of cd's from the bottom drawer. "No," he said, without looking up.
"Ah, why not?" Jon asked. "It's gonna be great!"
"I have work." Vegeta slammed the desk drawer closed and stood up straight. "Now, get out of my way."
Hunter and Jon stepped back and watched him storm out of the room. Yamcha let out the breath he was holding. "Man, he's a piece of work! I don't know if I'm gonna be able to handle rooming with him."
"I hear ya," Jon said. "Too intense."
"Intimidating is more like it," Hunter mumbled. "But enough about your moody roommate, Yamcha. What about tonight? You in or out?"
Yamcha felt both his new friends looking at him expectantly. "Well, I'm sure Bulma will be alright with it. I'm in!"
"Alright!"
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"Hi! It's me, your little sister. Just calling to say hi," Bulma spoke into her phone ans she walked down the busy street. "Oh I feel like an idiot! It's Monday night, you're at Ausrin's birthday party! Call me when you get in. I want to hear all about it. Bye!" She hung up the phone and shoved it in her purse.
"How many times do I have to tell you that it's dangerous for a girl to walk around alone." The voice was deep, with a slight accent to it that made Bulma smile.
"I gotta stop running into you, Vegeta." She turned around. "What are you doing?"
He nodded toward a shop across the street. "Going to work. What are you doing?"
The crossing sign changed to 'walk', and they both hurriedly walked across the road. "Yamcha went out with a bunch of his floormates, leaving me alone for the night."
"And you're okay with this?" He asked.
"I don't want to get in the way of him meeting new people or making friends."
Vegeta kept his potentially touchy comments to himself and opened the door to the cd shop. "Don't you have your roomie to hang out with, or whatever it is you girls do?"
Bulma followed him inside. "June's got work tonight." She glanced around curiously. "All my new friends have jobs." She picked up a cd from a nearby shelf. "I should get a part-time job."
A tattooed, and heavily body pierced man behind the counter looked up. "How much ya know about music?" He asked.
"Oh, um. I don't play any instruments or anything," she told him. "I'm more of a listener," she laughed.
Vegeta walked behind the counter. "What are you thinking, Nappa?"
"That if she passes a little test, she's going to be my new employee," he shot back.
Bulma looked up at the tall, burly man. "What kind of test?"
Nappa smirked, leaning forward on the counter. "More like if you answer a few questions correctly, you hired. You are looking for employment, aren't you?" She nodded. "Favorite female singers?"
"Oh, um. Wow, that's a hard one." She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "3 way tie: Tori Amos, Bjork, and Anneke van Giersbergen from The Gathering."
"Male singers?"
"Thom Yorke, Matthew Good, and Damien Rice."
Nappa nodded and stood up. "Commendable. You'r hired." He slapped Vegeta on tha back and grinned. "Now, I don't have to put up with you by myself."
"Did I say she was hired?" Vegeta demanded.
"You're father put me in charge here, not you, Vegeta. Besides, you're not supposed to be closing by yourself at night."
"Whatever. Get out of here before I kick your ass," Vageta muttered irritably.
Nappa reached across the counter and shook Bulma's hand. "Welcome aboard! You wanna start tonight, or are you busy?"
"I'm not doing anything right now," she responded. This was all happening quite fast!
"Great. I'll call Mr. Ouji tomorrow, and we'll fill out the paper work. I've gotta jet. The girlfriend's probably waiting for me out back."
"So, your dad owns this place, huh?" She asked Vegeta after Nappa ran out.
"He owns a lot of thing. Come on. Nappa's going out to get drunk with his woman, and we not remember hiring you tomorrow." He started walking toward the back room.
"Shouldn't one of us stay out here in case a customer comes in?" She asked.
"We're always dead on Mondays," he told her.
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Okay. I know there's a hundred and one questions going on out there right now, especially about June (18). She will eventually be getting with Krillin, but he doesn't come into the picture until later on. I promise!!! ;)
So, Bulma's got a job with Vegeta at his father's cd store! Good times! It shall be interesting to see where I decide to take all this, huh?!
Next time: I have no idea. I might skip ahead a couple weeks, or maybe even a month. Who knows!?!?
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