ME: Thankz to all those that reviewed and those silent readers. ;) I hope you like the second chapter!

DISCLAIMER: Do I really have to say 'I don't own anything'?"

WARNINGS: Rated T for a reason. Also, those that don't like Dende/OC stories, please don't read this.

First Day

"Hey, Dende! What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be on the Lookout?" Gohan jogged towards the his friend.

Dende turned and grinned, "I'm enrolling. Mr. Popo said it would be good for me. Piccolo is signing me up."

"Piccolo? Where is. . .AHH!! Piccolo!?!" The young demi-saiyan's mouth dropped open. Piccolo had dressed in a full business suit, complete with tie and all. The tall Namek grunted a hello, then turned back to filing out a form.

Dende's grin widened, "I hope I'm in your class." The secretary slid a class timetable towards Dende and smiled, "I hope you won't be any trouble."

Piccolo looked down at Gohan and Dende, "I don't think this is a good idea, Dende. This could be dangerous."

"I'll be fine. I'm not as frail as everyone thinks."

"That explains the weights Mr. Popo found in your room a few months ago." Piccolo rumbled.

Dende lifted one of the sleeves of his long, black shirt and made a muscle. It wasn't huge, but if someone were to attack him, he'd have been able to defend himself alone quite easily. Dende smiled, "It works."

The two teenagers laughed, as Piccolo huffed and strode away, out of the school. Gohan grabbed his friend's wrist and pulled him into the corridor. "Gimme' your timetable." He scanned the paper, then grinned.

"You're with me. And you're locker is number 251. I'll help ya' find it." Gohan and Dende walked past dozens of teenagers talking, laughing, playing and even a few couples who were kissing against lockers. Gohan showed Dende a locker and the Namek dialled his combination into the lock. He swung the door open, and Gohan waited for him to discard his bag and take a few selected books. They then made their way towards their classroom. Dende sat at a table behind Gohan, just as the teacher walked in. The class continued it's chatter as he went through register.

"Now, class, we'll be having a fire drill today. I hope you all can stand the excitement." He said dryly.

Just then the door to the classroom opened and a girl walked in. She smiled once at the teacher who nodded wearily. She made her way past desks and a few wolf whistles followed her. One guy with long, spiky black hair even grabbed her around the waist, but she stamped her foot onto his own and he keeled over, yelping. She continued walking, and sat at the empty table next to Dende. She glanced once during the lesson, and smiled at him prettily.

Dende felt his cheeks burn and go purple when she smiled. She had pretty, bright amythest eyes, with purple hair(like Trunks), and fair skin. She looked about a head shorter than himself. She had a small build, but through her white tank top, Dende could see she had muscles. They weren't buff, or huge, but nice looking. As if she were fit. She wore yellow, deanim shorts, a white tanktop, and knee-high lace up boots.

Everyone took down notes as the teacher went through the lesson. But suddenly, halfway through the lesson, an annoying, loud ringing erupted. Kids stood up and grouped off together to walk outside the school for the firedrill.

"Hey, you're new here. I'm Mana."

Dende turned and looked at the girl, "Dende. My name is Dende."

Mana smiled, "C'mon. Firedrills are always about two hours long at a time. Why don't you come with me?"

Dende slowly nodded, his mouth slightly open. He looked back at Gohan who grinned and winked. The guardian followed Mana to the classroom's storeroom. She checked that the teacher was gone, before she entered. The storeroom was a small, dark room with dusty boxes and old textbooks. At the top of the furthest wall, was a tiny, rectangular window. Mana opened it, then slid out. Dende crawled after her. When they came out to the back of the school, Dende noticed that there was a small group of others waiting for Mana.

"Hey, Mana, why were ya' late again?"

"Who's this Mana?" A long, blonde haired girl pointed at Dende.

Mana grinned and linked her arm through his, "This is Dende. He's the new kid in my class."

Another girl piped up, "Better not let Drake see him with you. Drake'll pound him for sure."

Dende turned to Mana. The girl looked unconcerned, "Who's Drake?"

"The guy that I stamped on in class." She said simply and shrugged. She introduced all of her friends. Funny enough, there was the same amount of boys as girls.

"That's Torch, Speeka, Peppo . . ." She rattled off names, the said people would wave or smiled at him as their names were called out. Peppo called out in a raspy voice. "So, where are we going this time?"

Everyone called out their own ideas.

"The Mall."

"My house. My parents are outta town."

"The Bistro. My uncle wouldn't mind."

"Meeli's Cafe'."

"How about Lake's Ice-cream?"

Everyone's ideas started becoming shouts as they tested each others' vocals. In the end, they were screaming and everyone was laughing. Dende found himself grinning and chuckling now and then. Mana still hadn't let go of his wrist. Just then Torch spoke slyly, "I think Mana has a boooyfriend!" The comment made everyone gaze at them.

Mana blushed and snatched her hand away. Dende just stood there looking dazed. Suddenly, the purple haired girl spoke up, "Speeka, aren't you having a party this weekend? We can go to your house then. We can't go to the mall, they'd call the school. Your uncle wouldn't be too happy if he saw us bunking, Mel. Why don't we go to The Pool?"

The group agreed, and one by one everyone jumped over the back gate of the school and dropped on the other side. Mana was about to climb over when Dende blurted, "Why'd you invite me to come with you?"

She turned and stated simply, "I think you're cute." With that she grasped the fence and climbed over. Dende followed.

This is part 1, so please, your reviews make me write faster!