Her alarm clock woke her up to a faceful of hair.
"Uhhh!" She spat the hair out of her mouth and sat up. She was still dressed in her clothes from yesterday since she had dropped into bed without bothering to change. She changed her clothes, pulled on her blank beanie, hopped in her car and picked up Marron, who was disgruntled from having a fight with her mom that morning. She kept shouting as though it was Bra she was in a fight with. Bra knew better than to say anything comforting or at that, say anything at all, so she just pulled her beanie over her ears to muffle the sound. She waited until they were out of the car to say anything about Todd. She knew Marron would never go to school flustered. She always made herself be calm before going somewhere else or taking her anger out on someone who didn't deserve it, except Bra. She always vented on Bra.
"So how long did you stay with Todd last night?" Bra asked, getting out of the car.
"About an hour after you left." She said, breathing deeply.
"Anything important I should know?" She asked, as they walked through the school's front gate toward the cafeteria, as always. Marron didn't say anything.
"Marron, is there anything I should know?" She repeated, looking at Marron who appeared not to have heard her.
"I'll catch you later, okay? I have to talk to my homeroom teacher." She told Bra and started to walk off.
"Come on, don't pull that shit with me!" She told Marron from behind.
"What?" She said, turning around sharply.
"There is something I should know! What aren't you telling me?"
"He didn't say anything important! I'm not hiding anything and what's with you?" Marron shouted back.
"Then since when do you care about your homeroom grade?" Marron flushed.
"I've always cared!" Marron said indignantly.
"About personal fitness? Don't make me laugh - you hate that class. You hate the fact they make you take a sport and you hate it even more that they make you dress out every single day first period so don't pull that shit with me." And Bra turned on her heel and marched away.
She walked to her own homeroom and slouched in her chair. Her friend Beth joined her shortly after the bell rang.
"Hey Bra, how's Todd?" She came in and asked.
"He'll be fine." She said, not wanting to go into detail about his injuries since it would only make her feel worse.
"I was trying to call you all afternoon yesterday. Where were you?" Bra tried to avoid the subject of Goten. She didn't feel much like talking about him either.
"I was...out." She said mysteriously.
"Ohhh, with who?"
"Uhhh…no, I meant, I was just…you driving around. Trying to clear my head. I just had a bad day yesterday, that's all."
"Oh? Better today though?"
"Yeah. Sure," she said halfheartedly, thinking that today was worse.
"Cool. So have you started your project yet?" Beth asked, as the late bell rang.
"Yeah I started on it yesterday."
"James and I were working on ours yesterday together even though we're not partners. It is a really stupid project. Who's your partner?"
"Goten," Bra mumbled.
"Oh yeah – how was that?" She asked lowering her voice.
"The reason for my bad day," she whispered back as the teacher stood up to start class.
After school, Marron took off without speaking to Bra, presumably still mad about their fight. She called Trunks to pick her up. She spent the rest of the day dreading the interview Pan's mother was going to give her the following afternoon.