A/N: Here's chapter 3! Where the reviews at? Come on guys, show some support!

Also, go read my other story, "Love & Boondocks"

*Gym Class & Gohan's P.O.V*

After lunch, we proceeded to Gym class. As the group entered the hall in which the Gym was located, all of the girls separated and went their own way.

"Where are you girls going?" I asked.

"We don't like gym, so when you guys were busy eating away, we went to the guidance counselor and asked them to switch us out." Bra said.

Goten raised his eyes. "But two of you are saiy-"

Trunks and I quickly put our hand over his mouth and glared at him. Bra and Pan shook their heads, as Goten was about to let the group know we were Saiyans, which would've broken our promise to our parents.

The rest of the girls looked confused as to why we covered his mouth.

"He was about to piss Pan off, and I don't want to hear our mom's mouth about it." I quickly lied and it looked like they were buying it.

"Anyways," Pan said. "We asked them to put Trunks and Sharpner to replace Bra, Videl and I. Now we're in an all-girls debate group."

"Great. Another reason for you guys not to shut up." Trunks snickered and gave Sharpner a high five. The girls rolled their eyes and left.

The four of us proceeded to the gym class. As we walked in, we already saw a bunch of students playing basketball, working out, and socializing.

We saw an empty spot under a basketball hoop and we decided to take that spot.

As we got to that corner, someone threw a ball towards us and it hit Trunks in the face. Trunks, who was visibly angry, looked for the source of where the ball came from.

Our answers were found when we seen a group of four laughing at Trunks.

"Sorry man! Why was your face there to catch the ball?" The group started laughing again.

Trunks became even more angry. This was evident by his ki rising. Me and Goten felt it, and held him back.

"Trunks relax. Don't do what I think you're going to do." I said.

"I wasn't going to do anything. I was just going to talk to them, gently." Trunks said through his teeth.

"Just like Vegeta." I shook my head. "Remember what our parents said. We have to hold back at all cost."

Goten then grabbed the ball and threw it back at them. However, instead of it hitting one of them, it went through the hoop with a loud swish.

The entire class turned to look at Goten, with a surprised face. Goten, who rubbed the back of his head, a symbol he inherited from his father, laughed nervously.

"Way to hold back, Goten." Trunks whispered.

"It was an accident."

Before anyone had a chance to speak on what happened, the gym teacher came in finally.

"Alright class! My name is Mr. Rogers, and I will be your gym teacher for this year." He said. He looked like he was in his late fifties since he had grey hair, but looked athletic. He was shorter than anyone else in the gym, and all the students were at least near 6 foot.

"One thing interesting about me is I was a retired military veteran. So you know I do not tolerate many things, one of those things is laziness. If I even see you slack once, you will see a F stamped on your card faster than you can blink!" He shouted.

Trunks snickered and the entire class looked at him. The gym teacher slowly looked at Trunks, who was standing in a group next to me, Goten and Sharpner. He then approached us and stood right in front of Trunks.

"Is something funny, boy?" He yelled right infront of Trunks.

"Yeah, you're breath." Trunks said, scrunching up his face. The class, except for Goten and I, started to laugh. Goten elbowed Trunks on the side, trying to get him not to push on further.

"Oh, guess we have a comedian. Since you're such a funny guy, let's see how you enjoy being it." He said and went to his office.

Trunks looked back at us and Goten and I shrugged our shoulders.

"I wonder what he's going to do." Sharpner said, chuckling after. "Whatever it is, it's probably nothing."

The teacher then came out with a bag of dodgeballs. I had a feeling where this was gonna go and I quickly became nervous. Not for Trunks, but for everyone else in the class.

Goten had a similar look of panic, because he knew how short-tempered Trunks is.

"Now class, one thing about my teaching way is I believe delinquent students learn from being embarrassed. So that's what we're going to do." He said, as he started passing out dodgeballs.

"Now sir, this is not right." I said, sticking up for Trunks.

"Yeah, what kind of teacher are you?" Goten shouted.

"Oh, so we have two more delinquents. You two can gladly join with them." He said.

I looked at each student and they all had a look of evil on their face. I turned to my left and seen Sharpner leaving the group, as he was not going to be apart of this.

As I turn my head, a dodgeball hit me squared in the face and I fell down. It wasn't the fact that it hurt, it just stung a tiny bit. It was the fact that I didn't expect it and it caught me off guard, that's what made me fall.

I quickly felt my anger boiling up, but I decided to let it go away before I do something drastic. I remembered my promise to Mom and Dad.

Trunks, however, was different. A dodgeball was headed right for him and he caught it with his hand. He squeezed the ball so hard that it ended up popping. Everyone was shock because these dodgeballs were pretty much indestructible.

All of the students focused the dodgeballs on Trunks. As they all launched, Trunks dodged every single ball and when the last person fired his ball, he caught it again. This time, Trunks looked up with a fierce look on his face. He picked up two balls and threw it at two kids, hitting them right on the face.

Both students became unconscious.

Trunks went to go pick up more balls, but Goten and I stopped him before he had the chance. We both felt his ki rise up tremendously. It stung when we went to grab his arm, as he became boiling hot.

"Trunks, stop. We don't want to draw attention anymore. Lower your ki before you turn Super Saiyan." I pleaded.

Trunks looked like he wasn't listening to me and went on to grab another ball.

He stopped, however, when Goten slapped him.

Whatever trance Trunks was in, he snapped out of it and looked at us like he was lost.

We both pointed to where the two unconscious kids were laying down. The teacher was there, trying to wake them up. When he failed, he turned back to us.

"All three of you, to the office, now!" He shouted.

I was going to protest, but pushed that aside as I had a feeling Trunks was going to get in trouble. I atleast had to stick up for him.

Without saying anything, Goten and I left with Trunks to go to the office.

"I'm not with them." I heard Sharpner said as we left.

*With the girls & Bra's P.O.V*

"I'm starting to regret switching Gym." Pan said, with Videl and I agreeing.

I'm not as vicious as the rest of the Saiyans I'm related to, or know, and I'm mainly a girly girl, but the way this "debate" class has been going, I wouldn't mind training my Saiyan side.

The moment we stepped in the class, we knew there was not going to be any debating. There were nail-kits out, make-up kits, dresses lying around, and hair products. We asked where the debate class was, and the girls told us "It was boring so we turned it into a girls group."

Now here we are, sitting here bored out of our lives, Pan getting her nails done, Videl getting her make-up done, Marron trying on dresses, Erasa gossiping about boys, and i'm letting some girl do my toenails.

Pan, Videl and I looked bored out of our minds, while Erasa and Marron looked like they were enjoying this free pleasure. As we continued to have work done to ourselves, Marron came over to us.

"Come on guys. You look so out of it." Marron said, who was wearing a red velvet dress.

"Sorry, I never once had my nails done and I don't like how they're looking right now." Pan said, glancing at how her nails were still being done and gave a icky face.

"And I also don't appreciate looking like a clown." Videl said, as she was still having make-up done to her.

"And while my toes do look good right now, it's not what we signed up for." I rolled my eyes.

Marron took a seat next to me and tried to cheer us up. "I know but think about it. We would have to actually pay for the treatment we're getting right now. Your toes look beautiful Bra, it even matches your hair."

It's true, my nails did match my hair as they both were blue.

"And Videl," She said, turning her attention towards Videl, "your make-up makes you look gorgeous. You can have any man you want, including a certain big brother that belongs to Pan."

Videl realized who she was talking about after a few seconds, and started to blush. Marron took a mirror and gave it to Videl, who was looking at how she looked. She then crept a tiny smile on her face.

"And Pan-"

"Don't try it. My nails look ugly and you know it!" She said to Marron. Pan's nails looked like a rainbow threw up on them, and tried to wipe it off with a napkin. The girl who was doing her nails looked hurt at the insult.

"But Pan, while that may be true, here's the bright side." Marron said and grabbed a box that had many different nail colors of her choosing. She then put the box in front of Pan. "You can simply do it on your own and choose your favorite colors."

Pan looked puzzled at that quote. My guess is she never did her nails on her own, or had them done period.

Pan picked up the nail polish, which was Burgundy, and started painting her nails.

"See, very easy. You guys just need to get settled in correctly and see how great this is for us. Besides, this can be considered a girls day." She said.

Pan, Videl and I looked at each other to see if one of us were going to disagree or agree. We looked over to Erasa, who was in a group of girls, talking loudly about who the cute jocks were in the school. Everyone rolled their eyes and I spoke up.

"Fine, we'll roll with it."

Marron was elated and sat next to Pan, helping her doing her nails.

After a few minutes of pampering, I felt a familiar ki rise up quickly and dramatically. I looked at Pan, who looked at me back since she felt the ki aswell, and we both realized who it was.

Trunks.

I was contemplating on going to the ki to make sure his dumbass doesn't transform infront of everybody. I looked at Pan and we both had to think about an excuse so it doesn't look sketchy.

As we were trying to figure out an excuse, we felt the ki go down and we raised our eyebrow. We had to leave quick and see what was going on.

"Hey, Bra and I have to go to the office real quick." Pan said, and got up from Marron.

"Why?" She asked.

"My mom said she had to drop off homework we forgot at my house." I said.

"What homework? School just started today." Videl asked.

I looked at Pan who was shaking her head at me. She knew I was a terrible liar.

"Me and Bra go to a program near my house that's about getting early classes out of the way. So I went to her house last night just to finish it, but we were in a rush today." Pan said and Videl and Marron was buying it.

I got to hand it to the girl, she knows how to come up with a convincing lie.

"What's the program called?" Videl asked.

"I'll tell you later. We gotta go before Bra's mom gets upset." Pan said, and grabbed my hand and left the room before they had a chance to ask another question.

"You're such a terrible liar." Pan said, as we made our way to the office.

"Yeah yeah, i'm working on it." I said, and Pan started to chuckle.

After a minute, we got to the office, and asked the secretary where Trunks was. She pointed to the principle's office and asked him if we could come in. After he agreed, we went to his office. We saw Goten, Trunks and Gohan, sitting in that order, in front of the Principle's desk.

"Hello, ladies. What are you doing here?"

"I'm Trunks sister, so whenever he gets in trouble, I have to hear what happened before my mom does." I said.

"I'm just here to see if my brothers were involved." Pan said.

"Fair enough." He said, and I could just hear the groan coming from Trunks, even though he didn't say anything.

Pan stood next to Gohan, and I stood next to Goten. Pan looked like she was getting ready to playfully scold Gohan and Goten, acting like Chi-Chi.

"These three were involved in knocking three students unconscious during gym class."

Pan looked shock that Gohan would be involved in that. She wasn't shocked that Goten was involved, since he was most likely doing it because of Trunks.

Me, however, I was not shocked at all at Trunks. This was the same thing he did last year. Same reason why Dad gave him a royal beating... Basically they sparred and Vegeta went full "blue" mode.

"That's not true! I mean, the teacher basically told those kids to throw dodgeballs at me to 'embarrass' me, so I threw the balls back a little too hard. I shouldn't be in trouble for the teacher's terrible teaching way." Trunks pleaded.

"Yeah, and I didn't knock those kids unconscious. One kid hit me in the face with one and I didn't throw it back. All me and Goten did was hold Trunks back to get him to not throw more." Gohan said.

"Did you knock them unconscious?" The Principle asked Trunks.

"Well, yeah but-"

"Then that's all there is to know. Mr. Rogers will be dealt with, but Trunks I have to talk to your parents about this."

The room went silent. Everyone, especially myself, knew whenever Trunks got a call home, his only punishment would be a few hours in the Gravity Room with Dad. Then, after that punishment, Mom would dish in her own spice of punishment, which usually involves food being taken away, or watching a very long documentary.

Trunks tone into stone at this and didn't have any words. After a few seconds, and hearing no protests, the principle dismissed us and we walked down the hall.

"Well, i'll tell Dad to get extra senzu beans." Goten said, laughing with Pan and myself.

After we finished laughing, Trunks still looked in shock.

"I can't take another beating like last year. I couldn't walk straight, even after the senzus. What if this year he just doesn't give me a senzu after?"

Gohan actually looked sorry for Trunks. While it is true Trunks is half Saiyan, even he can be permanently injured if beaten severely.

"Fine, we should think of a plan." Pan said.

"How are we going to not get him caught?"

After a few seconds, the five Saiyans were thinking of ways to do this.

"Oh! I got it." Goten said and the entire group looked at him. "All we got to do is get the Principle out of the office, then go into it, change Trunks' number from Bulma's to Bra's, and have her speak for Bulma."

He received mixed reactions. Pan and Trunks were elated and approving, while Gohan and I were shaking our heads.

"That's not going to work. How do you plan on getting the principle out of his office?" Gohan asked.

"We can bring food for him and he'll think it's an act of kindness. He'll then look at it and eat it, giving enough time for mister Gohan and Bra, who are great with computers to quickly change it." Pan said.

"And I'll keep watch and let you guys know whether or not he's coming through our Saiyan linking. I'll just be in the office, and if anyone asks, I'll just say I got sent to the office for a 'timeout'." Goten said.

Gohan shook his head, still not approving of this idea. "How would I even know where to go on the computer to find the database and change the number?"

"I'm sure he keeps the password somewhere in his office, you just got to find it, do it and leave before you get caught." Trunks said.

"And how would we get in the office?" Gohan asked.

"I know you learned instant transmission from dad, you can teleport in there when he's out after Goten gives you the signal." Pan said.

Gohan gave up and finally agreed. After a few seconds, everyone looked at me to see if I was going through with the plan.

"Why would I do this?"

"Come on Bra, he's your brother." Goten said.

"So? If we're doing this, we're just encouraging him to get in trouble again later. He needs to learn a lesson." I said, crossing my arms.

"Bra, lighten up. Even you know your Dad can go too far, he might even accidentally kill him. Then you'd have a dead brother, how would you be able to live with that?" Pan asked, and she knew she got me when she saw the pained look in my face.

Even though it's terrible living with Trunks, he's still my brother, and I wouldn't want anything to happen to him.

I sighed. "Fine."

"Then it's a go. First, we have to get him a sandwich and a drink." Goten said.

All eyes then faced Gohan, who looked confused, then realized why they were all looking at him.

"No."

"Come on, Gohan. I would do it, but Dad didn't teach me or Goten instant transmission yet." Pan pleaded.

"You want me to spend my money to buy food for the principle, who tried to accuse me of what Trunks did, just so I can cover for him?"

"Yeah."

"Yup."

"Mhm."

"Pretty much."

Gohan stood there with a look of disbelief, but eventually sighed and teleported to some nearby store. After a few seconds, he appeared right back with a bag in his hand and gave it to his little sister, who took it with a grand smile.

"Great. Now the plan's a go. You two," Goten said to Gohan and Bra," wait outside of the office. Us three will go in there and get started."

The three of them proceeded to walk to the office. Gohan and I both shook our heads at each other and took a deep sigh, slowly following behind them.

Let's hope this plan works and we all don't get busted.

A/N: Office chapter will be coming soon, don't worry. Make sure to review please!

Until next time, i'm out.