A black haired woman found herself laying on a soft grassy hill without a care in the world. She was looking over the mystic scenery of the 439 mountain area. In the distance, she could see clouds fold around giant mountains. Bending and warping to their immense weight. Looking closer, she admired the dark green forest that surrounded their bright green field. What a great place to live.

She felt purely content. Sighing, she turned her head to look straight up at the blue sky. How something could look so pure and endless, she didn't know. There wasn't a single cloud up in the sky. Bathing in the rays of the sun, she couldn't feel anything but happiness.

She closed her eyes, and her thoughts drifted to her husband. Her lovable oaf. Even though they had revived him with the dragon balls after the whole Cell debacle, he had insisted that he needed to remain in the otherworld to keep on training. He hardly came home for more than a week at a time.

Opening her eyes, she looked over to the carefree man laying next to her. His orange shirt and pants standing out in stark contrast to the green environment surrounding them.

Her thoughts drifted from her husband, to her oldest son. She glanced once again at the stunning scenery, then looked over to Gohan's bedroom window. It really got her thinking.

Looking back at how they met, she really was around so many people back then. Contrast that with her son, he hardly spent any amount of time with anyone. What kind of people did he have in his life? Her father lost his palace just before her wedding. So he didn't interact with the kingdom.

He didn't go around completing admirable feats that required people to watch and gawk at. Okay, maybe he did that once, but it's unreasonable to keep going back and bugging a girl at her home 200 miles away.

Of course she knows that Gohan won't be living here forever, but it doesn't seem as though he realizes that himself. He's already 17 years old after all.

She then looked back to her husband again. Sure, he may not be the smartest man on the planet, or make the most money. But she can't imagine a happier man on the planet.

"Goku? I think we need to talk about Gohan." She said.

Inside the Son household, Gohan was at his desk. Completing his homework while writing down notes for additional projects and ideas as they arrive.

One thought had been plaguing on his mind since he was a child. Sure, he had limited experience with the outside world, but there was one thing that kept picking his brain.

Most people don't currently have any knowledge of their own energy. So, it was his dream to eventually turn this reality back on itself. He wasn't much of a writer himself, but he was incredibly good at research.

It was just a matter of getting everyone on board. Among the Z fighters were some of the most well-known individuals in the world. Or so he had heard. Sure, they may not use their clout often, but this is a worthy cause!

Of course, there are also inherent dangers to granting the population a complete knowledge of energy, but look at the benefits!

Global pollution would be a thing of the past!

Earth could join the intergalactic trading market!

The anticipated food and water shortage? GONE!

He just had to find a way to explain it in a way that would convince the public to believe it's real. Noticing that he wasn't getting too much done, he leaned back into the chair and closed his notes.

He looked over to the TV, and saw another one of Hercule's ridiculous commercials playing. Okay. Maybe convincing them isn't going to be that easy. Honestly. Why did that man have to be the hero of the world.

He heard a knock on the door and paused.

"Gohan? There's something that I want to talk to you about." He heard his mother speak.

"Yeah mom? Come on in." Gohan responded. He put down his pencil and looked towards the door.

Chichi entered and Gohan sensed that his mother was uncomfortable. This feeling coming from his mother was.. unsettling.

"Mom, what's going on?" he asked. Pausing to hear the answer. His mother wanting to talk about something with this mood could mean almost anything.

"Gohan, I think it's time for a change." Chichi began.

"What do you mean?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. That statement didn't do anything to ease his uncertainty.

"You're always locked up in this room. At this point I know that you're educated enough to make a life for yourself, but I'm concerned that you've been lacking in other areas." She said. She had a sad look on her face.

"What areas are you talking about? English? Science? Come on mom. I've got those covered." Gone was his concern for mother's uncomfortableness. Now he was just completely confused as to what his mother was getting at.

"No Gohan, I'm talking about friends. You need more reasons to get out of the house!" She said.

"But I do have friends mom!" He defended, of course he had friends! He's even gone with them to other planets! You don't just forget the people that you do those kinds of things with!

"Gohan… No. No you do not." She simply said. Thinking about how much time he's spent hanging around with people more than twice his age.

"How about Krillin or Yamcha? I see them all the time!" He expressed, giving her examples of people that he interacts with. Okay, well, maybe not consistently. Wait a second. How long had it been since he's seen one of them?

"Oh honey, those are your father's friends. Even then, have you spoken to them recently? You need to make some friends with people your own age." She tried to explain.

Ah. Right. It's been three weeks since he's seen any of them… Or in other words, the day his father went back to otherworld.

"I just saw them three weeks ago! That's almost nothing.." he retorted.

"Gohan, did you speak to any of them?" she asked incredulously.

"Well, no.." he scratched the back of his neck.

Alas, it was true. He didn't even leave his room while they were here. So.. How long had it been since he spoke with any of his… Okay, fine.. His father's friends?

Tracing back the clock in his head, he came to a number that he was suddenly uncomfortable with.

"Three hundred and eighty two days." Chichi crossed her arms. "That's how long it's been since you spoke with them. Your father's friends. That is."

Jeez. Did she really have to rub it in like that? Probably not. Sure, maybe he didn't have any friends on his own. Maybe she did have a point. More concerning however, was what his mother could do about it. Has she had a look around this place? There's not exactly a lot of options…

"Wait.. What exactly did you have in mind…?" He asked skeptically.

"Well… you'd better start packing. You start tomorrow."

"Packing?!"

"Bye honey!" Chichi yelled from the jet copter as she saw Gohan off. She dramatically waved for effect as she shot off to the horizon.

So there he stood. Stuck between a rock and a hard place. On one hand, he really didn't want to be here. On the other, he couldn't go against his mother's wishes.

"Well, here we go then…" He said to himself. He turned around and made way to the front doors. Proudly displaying the name "Orange Star Academy"

Chichi pulled herself back into the jet copter and sat back in the passenger seat.

"Are you sure that was the right thing to do?" Goku asked his wife.

"Of course! Some independence will do him some good. It's not like you can complain about letting him be off on his own for a while." She crossed her arms, daring him to argue.

"Ha, well I suppose you've got me there." Thinking back to his own youth. It would be ridiculous to expect Gohan to stay at home forever. It's not like he did..

"I really do." She agreed with a victorious grin. "Now then, let's find you something to eat."

"Hehe. You read my mind" Goku grinned and punched it.

Gohan for his part, was completely lost. He had the invitation email pulled up on his capWatch and couldn't find the administration office for the life of him.

"Smartest kid in the world.. yeah right.." he muttered to himself. He spun around when he heard a voice call out to him.

"Excuse me there young man! Would you happen to be Gohan?" A man spoke. Gohan quickly observed him and was impressed by the confidence that the man exuded. He seemed to be a mass of walking charisma.

He wore a nice black suit with red tie and everything about him screamed professionalism. It didn't hurt that he was built like a lineman.

He proceeded to walk over to Gohan and got a better look at him. Black spikey hair, onyx eyes, white shirt, black vest, and orange pants.

"Ah, good. You look just like the picture. Even down to your clothes I might add."

"Yes sir, that would be me. This is my favorite outfit." Gohan responded.

"Well, I'll introduce myself. I'm the headmaster of this fine academy. You may call me Dr. Manley."

"Yes sir. It's very good to meet you." He responded.

"Very good. Now walk with me my boy. We have a great many things to get done." He commanded. He started walking with purpose down the hall.

"Yes sir. What is it that we have to do?" Gohan asked, meeting the towering man stride for stride.

"For today we have four tasks on the list. First will be to register you with the school." He stopped and turned to face Gohan once more. He held up his pointer finger for added effect. Holding up a second finger he continued.

"Second, I believe that you will need to complete the entrance exams. From my understanding, this will mostly be a formality. Your mother had the prestigious Bulma Briefs speak to us on your behalf. Naturally they also included examples of your work as well. You do seem to be an impressive young man." He spoke, then paused looking at Gohan expectantly. Gohan quickly caught on and nodded his head to signify that he understood. Holding up a third finger, Dr. Manley continued.

"Third, we will need to complete your course schedule and fit you into the system. Normally we would not have allowed this transfer after the curriculum has already begun, but your references managed to convince us into making an excepting." Gohan nodded again in understanding, unsure how he felt about all this special treatment, but ultimately decided to follow his mother's wishes. The headmaster then lifted his fourth finger.

"Finally, we will need to get you settled into your room. You will stay in the dorms for the remainder of your 11th year, and the entirety of the 12th year."

"I understand. Mom told me about that detail last night. I can't say that I'm exactly thrilled to be living away from home, but I'll respect her wishes." Gohan responded.

He wasn't happy about it. Not only was he being placed in the junior year due to his legal age, but he was going to have to live here for the entire school year.

"That sentiment isn't uncommon here at the academy. I'm sure you'll fit right in. Now let's get started." The headmaster agreed and began walking once more. Gohan followed suit.

They walked down a hallway with multiple doors leading to classrooms, and Gohan found himself nearly overwhelmed at the number of people that he was going to be meeting. As he walked he peered through the windows, and was amazed that the faces just kept coming.

For the most part, everyone blended together and were focusing on the lesson, and no one paid him any attention. That was until just for a split second in classroom 12A, his eyes met with another set of piercing blue. There was a moment of hesitation in his step as he found himself with a deep feeling of familiarity beneath those eyes. As though he was seeing an old friend.

As he continued down the hall those eyes disappeared from his sight. He thought about that feeling for the remainder of the morning, but he just couldn't place it.

For now though, his new journey was just beginning.

Well that was easy. Gohan thought to himself. He had just completed the entrance exam and couldn't believe the level that they anticipated the students to perform at. If this is what the school year was going to be like, then he would probably die of boredom.

Maybe I will have time during school hours to keep working on my projects. Then maybe this won't be completely terrible.

Once again following alongside the headmaster, he was now being shown the way to his dorm room.

"Well, I must say it does certainly seem that the praise you received from Mrs. Briefs was very well founded." Dr. Manley peered over the exam report with impressed eyes. Every section had been completed at record time with perfect accuracy.

"Well thank you sir. It's good to hear." Gohan responded.

"Now then my boy, let's get you set up in your room while the administration places you in the classes. If I had to guess, I would even say that they'll place you at the senior level!" He smiled with pride.

"Though it will be a shame if they do, as you wouldn't be spending much time with this fine institution."

"Oh! Is that right!" Gohan asked with interest. If it meant less time spent here, he'd gladly skip ahead a year.

Stopping at an elevator, he motioned Gohan to get on, and they traveled up to the top floor.

The headmaster lead Gohan again down the hall and stopped in front of the final door at the end of the hall. Turning towards Gohan for the last time during this day, he held up his wrist.

"Now then. This will be your room. As you can see, we have implemented all of the doors with electronic locks. This is both for security and convenience." Looking at the headmaster's wrist, a hologram appeared that displayed an image of the headmaster himself.

"As the headmaster, I have full access to all of the buildings on campus. I am also notified should you attempt to access any areas that you do not have permission to enter. If you would please hold up your capWatch, I'll synchronize your account for access to your room. You will also have access to the library, the computer lab, and the recreation facility. Should you need access to any other areas, you will need a staff member to request my approval. For legal purposes, I also need to inform you that you have the expectation for privacy, but if we have reason to believe that you are in violation of our institutional policies, we reserve the right to search your belongings."

Gohan nodded once again in understanding and held up his wrist. He watched as his watch flashed green. His picture appeared with some information outlining his school account information.

"Understood. I'll be staying out of trouble. You don't need to worry." Gohan responded.

"Indeed. To unlock your door, just reach down to open it. It will unlock automatically" The elder man said. "Go ahead and give it a try."

Gohan grabbed the handle and heard a reassuring click. He pushed his hand down and opened the door. Walking into the room, he saw a room much different to the room he had at home. The walls were painted a pale white, and it contained a single window that overlooked the courtyard below.

In the room itself, Gohan noticed a single work desk, a twin sized bed with drawers underneath, and a closet for storage. To the side of the room he also noticed a small bathroom with a shower toilet and sink.

"The rooms at our academy are a bit nicer than you would normally find at other institutions. Each student gets their own room. It may not be as nice as what you would have at home, but I assure, it's very extravagant for a group living area." Manley explained to Gohan.

"This is where I'll leave you. When your schedule is complete, it will automatically be pushed to your capWatch and you will receive notifications when your attendance is required."

"I see. That makes a lot of sense. Thank you again sir. It was very generous of you to show me around the campus." Gohan said.

"Well then son, I do hope that you enjoy your time at our fine academy. If you need anything, simply open the school app on your capWatch to identify the best person to talk to. With that, I'll bid you a farewell." Manley reached his hand out to Gohan expectantly.

"It was good to meet you. Thank you for showing me around the school." Gohan shook his hand.

With that, Manley took his leave and Gohan was left alone in the room.

Gohan turned to the empty room. His previous demeanor that he was putting on for the headmaster completely vanished. Reality was starting to set in, and he was glad that Dr. Manley was now gone.

"Well. Home sweet home I guess." He said with a bit of remorse in his voice.

He pulled out his storage capsule and opened it. Appearing in its place, Gohan began to unpack and sort through his belongings.

Finishing up, his watch started buzzing on his wrist. Looking down, he was shocked to see that it was almost dinner time.

"Man... I guess time really does fly" He said to the room. More text appeared on the watch.

SYNCING SCHEDULE

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WELCOME TO THE ORANGE STAR ACADEMY SENIOR CLASS

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YOUR SCHEDULE IS OUTLINED AS SHOWN

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PLEASE BE AWARE THAT AS A STUDENT YOU ARE ALSO REQUIRED TO PARTICIPATE IN SPECIAL EVENTS NOT LISTED ON THE HOURLY SCHEDULE. FOR A FULL LIST OF EVENTS, PLEASE CONSULT THE YEARLY CALENDAR.

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07:00-07:45 – Breakfast – Cafeteria

07:45-08:00 – Break

08:00-09:30 – ADV. English Composition – Room 12A

09:30-09:45 – Break

09:45-11:15 – ADV. Physics – Room 12L

11:15-11:30 – Break

11:30-12:15 – Lunch

12:15-12:30 – Break – Cafeteria

12:30-14:00 – ADV. Calculus – Room 12A

14:00-14:15 – Break

14:15-15:45 – ADV. World History – Room 12A

15:45-16:00 – Break

16:00-17:00 – Elective Sport – Please select

18:00-20:00 – Dinner – Cafeteria

DURING ANY UNSCHEDULED HOURS, YOU HAVE PARENTAL AUTHORIZATION TO SPEND YOUR TIME FREELY ON OR OFF CAMPUS.

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ACTIVITIES OFF-CAMPUS ARE SUBJECT TO OUR SCHOOL'S POLICY. YOU ARE NOW A REPRESENTATIVE OF THE ORANGE STAR ACADEMY, ANY PROHIBITED BEHAVIORS WILL RESULT IN IMMEDIATE DISMISSAL. REFER TO THE STUDENT MANUAL FOR MORE INFORMATION.

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PRESS CONFIRM TO ACKNOWLEDGE THAT YOU HAVE RECEIVED THIS INFORMATION

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Gohan did so. Pleased that he was indeed placed into the senior class.

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THANK YOU. GOODBYE.

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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

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AS A MEMBER OF ORANGE STAR ACADEMY, YOU ARE REQUIRED TO SIGN UP FOR AN ELECTIVE SPORT. PLEASE SCROLL THROUGH THE LIST BELOW AND SELECT YOUR PREFERENCE.

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"A sport huh? Well, let's see here then." Gohan turning the knob on the side of his watch to scroll through the list. "Hmm. Soccer, nope. Football, nope. Baseball? Nah. That's Yamcha's thing. Martial arts? Sure. Why not?"

He stopped at Martial Arts and pressed the knob inwards to confirm the selection.

"That should be pretty ease. Anyhow, I'm glad that I only have to be here for a few months!"

Pleased that he was placed in the senior class after all, he smiled. Looking at the time, Gohan noticed that it was just a few minutes after 6, and he was starting to feel a bit hungry.

"Guess I should head down to the cafeteria." He spoke to the empty room.

Deciding to grab his notes to get some work done at Dinner, Gohan left the room.

Arriving at the cafeteria, he was stunned at what he saw. Overlooking the cafeteria were three large tv screens each displaying a different news channel. But more than that..

People were everywhere! Sure he has seem large crowds before, but not this up close and personal! He had always been flying over them at a distance. Never had he been around so many people in his life!

Taking a step back lest he be overwhelmed, he found himself relieved by the fact that no one seemed to be paying him any attention.

Comforted in this fact, he set out to go to the end of the line he presumed was where he was to get his food. In front of him was a group of boys that seemed to be talking about some big game they were getting ready to play in.

"Oh come on! With how we did against Satan south, we're bound to win tonight!"

"I don't know Tanner. Did you see their final score against Satan North? I think we need to get some more practice in."

"I know about that already. Still though. It could have been a fluke! Besides, we just about killed ourselves during training today! The coach is a slave driver!" the boy now identified as Tanner responded.

The line advanced and Gohan grabbed his tray.

"You're telling me! He pushed us to our limits today! I was sure that I wouldn't be able to walk after that." The unidentified boy agreed.

Gohan continued to listen to the conversation with interest. Apparently the current football team at this school was doing quite well, and they could even be going to the divisional championships.

Arriving at the serving area, Gohan selected his food and exited to the larger auditorium.

Once again finding himself overwhelmed by the amount of activity going on in the room, he found an empty table in the back that he felt comfortable settling at for his meal.

As he started to eat, a loud jingle filled the room and everyone got quiet

"BREAKING NEWS!"

The TV's all switched to the same channel, Satan City News Network, and displayed a young woman sitting at the desk. The name Erin Mavis outlined on the bottom of the screen.

"This afternoon, all seemed lost at Central Bank when ten armed gunmen attempted grand scale robbery and took 40 people hostage in an attempt to steal nearly 80 million dollars from the vault! Robert Williams is on scene. Over to you robert" The young woman, identified as Erin Mavis transitioned.

"Thank you Erin, I'm currently on scene where we are getting reports that heist was thwarted when Power Girl once again made an appearance. Eye witnesses are telling us that faster than anyone could see, she disarmed the assailants and knocked them unconscious!" Robert reported. He then lifted his hand to his ear.

"i'M NOW BEING TOLD THAT We have security footage from the bank that depicts the entire transaction."

The screen changed over to the bank's security video appeared. In it you could clearly make out the gunman threatening the hostages, and the screen flickered. The gunman were all on the ground and their guns were nowhere to be found.

"As you can see here, it all happened in an instant. Our video technician split the video frame by frame, and just for an instant, you can see a glimpse of Satan City's very own super hero!"

On the screen, you could make out the outline of a young woman. She appeared to be blowing a kiss towards the camera.

Gohan took a bite of his chicken and looked on in interest. I really must have been living under a rock. I didn't know that Satan City had a resident super hero. It looks like the town is completely in love with her too.

"Man! Power Girl is amazing! I wonder how she got to be so strong!" Gohan heard from a nearby table.

Gohan went to take a drink of water.

"I don't know man, but do you think she could take Mr. Satan? Look at how fast she got rid of those robbers! It's insane!" Another voice responded

Gohan nearly spit out his drink. They think that Mr. Satan is strong?! But.. he's super weak! He chuckled to himself.

Listening to the other conversations in the cafeteria, it became evident to him that it seemed everyone was obsessed over this Power Girl character. A few more conversations around him popped up that speculated on the difference between Power Girl and Mr. Satan. The entire thing was surreal. He didn't have too much time to think about it as he was suddenly interrupted from his thoughts.

"Hey man, do you mind if we sit here? This is the only table left with seats." Gohan looked up and saw that a guy with long blonde hair was talking to him. Next to him was a short blonde girl wearing clothes that shocked Gohan. Man! I didn't even know that they made shirts that small!

"Uh, sure. Feel free." Gohan responded awkwardly. Being careful to not let his gaze linger on the girl for too long.

"Cool. Thanks dude!" The two of them sat down. And started to eat their food.

Gohan took his final bite of food and he shifted his focus back to his project book. Any thoughts he was about to immerse himself with was swiftly interrupted by the bubbly blonde across the table.

"Hey, I don't think I've seen you around before. My name is Erasa!" She said with a friendly tone. "What's your name?"

"I'm Gohan. And yeah. I just started here today." He replied. The blondes both got a look of shock on their face.

"Seriously? How'd you manage to do that? Even during the open enrollment period, we barely passed the entrance exam. That thing is brutal!" The male responded.

"Sharpie's right! How'd you do it?" Erasa asked.

"Well, I just applied and took the exam I guess? I did have a couple family friends call in and give me a reference, but I didn't think it'd be all that special.." Gohan rubbed the back of his neck.

"Jeez. You make it sound so easy. I don't think I've ever seen anyone just transfer in right after the school year started." Sharpie? Responded.

"He's right you know! I haven't either!" Erasa agreed.

"Ah… well, I guess you have now?" Gohan blushed at all the attention he was getting.

"You must be some kind of genius to pull that one off." Sharpie took another bite.

"So what's your schedule like? Have they put you into your classes yet?" Erasa leaned forward with interest.

"Sure. Here, have a look for yourself." He pulled up his schedule and showed Sharpie and Erasa.

"Damn boy! You really are some sort of genius..." Sharpner exclaimed.

"Oh, come on Sharpie! Gohan here is just great, isn't that right?" Erasa asked

"Is it really all that special? They're just classes... It shouldn't be too difficult."

"Suite yourself I guess." Sharpner dropped it.

They started to eat their dinner and Gohan went back to his notes. He briefly thought about going back to the safety of his room, but he found himself getting used to the atmosphere. Almost enjoying it. All the conversations going on around him were interesting, especially this Sharpie and Erasa sitting across from him.

After a few minutes, he felt a shift in the atmosphere. Looking around, it seemed that he was the only one that felt anything because the conversations continued. He just couldn't quite place it.

"Hey Videl! Over here!" He heard Erasa suddenly yell across the cafeteria. He looked to Erasa and saw her now standing waving her hands in the air.

Walking towards them was a short girl with long black hair. She wore a large T-Shirt 'FIGHT' and a pair of yoga pants. That's not what caught his attention though. It was the familiarity that he felt in her presence. This feeling is only something that he feels when he's around his dad or brother. It's as though he's known her for years..

"Who is she?" he wondered. Not realizing that he had spoken out loud. He got a response anyhow.

"That's our friend Videl. We've all been in our own little group since freshman year." Sharpner cast Gohan a glance before turning back towards Videl.

"Hey babe! How's it cooking?" Sharpner stood up and put his arm around Videl as she approached.

In response, she calmly placed her tray on the table and looked towards Sharpner. "You have three seconds to let go."

"One."

"Awh come on babe, you know you love it!" He started blowing her kisses.

That did it. Videl grabbed the hand that was resting on her shoulder and promptly flipped him over her before his derriere met the ground in a rather painful fashion.

"Why do you always have to push it?" She glared at him.

"Viva La Revolution…" he moaned out. He stood back up and got back into his chair. Gohan noted that it wasn't without an uncomfortable look on his face. "Come on babe.. You couldn't have landed me on my back? It hurts way less."

"That's the point. You need to learn your lesson!" He huffed and sat down. She grumpily forced her fork through a piece of broccoli and shoved it into her mouth. She then took notice of the unknown entity at her table.

"Who's this guy?" She asked gruffly. Normally she wouldn't have been so rude about it, but she was still peeved at Sharpner.

"Oh! This cutie is Gohan! He's like, really smart!" Erasa gushed out. She then leaned over to Videl and giggled. "He's kind of nerdy if you ask me." She was whispering in case Gohan would be offended. Videl leaned in herself and followed suit.

"Where'd you dig him up?" Videl looked over to Gohan to find him staring at her. "And why does he keep staring at me like that? If it's about my father, I'm seriously not in the mood for this.." She grumbled in annoyance.

"Oh don't worry! I don't think he'd care about that at all." Erasa then turned her head to Gohan as well, and saw that indeed he was focusing on Videl a little too closely. "Although, I guess I have no reason to think that… we did only just meet." Their little pow wow was interrupted when they heard their topic of interest speaking to them.

"Uh… Hi? Have we met somewhere before?" Gohan just had this feeling. He really couldn't place it.

Of all the things that he could have said, this certainly wasn't what she was expecting. Usually when someone recognized her, it was for her connection to her father. Instead of addressing him directly, she continued to whisper to Erasa.

"You're sure about this guy, right E? He's kind of weird you know.." She cupped her hand around her mouth to make sure she couldn't be heard.

"He's just a little shy." Erasa cupped her hand in the same fashion.

Sharpner and Gohan looked over towards them in wonder. Gohan then looked to Sharpner.

"Uh… What are they doing?" He asked.

"Damned if I know. We'll never be able to understand women." Sharpner didn't give it another thought and eyed his mashed potatoes.

"I suppose..." While he did have this feeling that she was familiar, there's nothing that he could do about it if he couldn't talk to her. He looked at the time, and decided that he had been there long enough. He packed his things back into his bag and stood up.

"I'm going to head off now. It was good to meet you." He said to the table. Sharpner nodded back to him and the girls continued to whisper to themselves. Realizing that he wasn't going to get a response from either of the girls, he left.

"What? No Videl, he's not going to turn out like Eric did. Just accept the fact that there might be nice guys out there." Erasa was getting frustrated. One minute, she's having fun getting to know the new guy, and the next she's having to stand up for him on his behalf just to get Videl to speak.

"Fine Erasa. I'll give it a try." She closed her eyes and straightened back up.

"Hello Gohan, my name is Videl. No, I don't think we've met anywhere before." She said, hoping that she was loud enough now for him to hear her. In response she was met with Sharpner's laughter.

"Ha ha ha! What do you think you're doing! Man, this is great!" He wiped a tear from his eye.

Videl opened her eyes and saw that they were alone at the table. This irritated her.

"Ugh! I can't believe the nerve of that guy! He just up and walks off? Why did he even sit here with you guys?" She stood up slamming her palms into the table. It bounced and launched Sharpner's food straight up into his face.

"HEY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!" He yelled, pointing a finger at her accusingly.

"Videl, I'll have you know that we sat with him! Shame. On. you!" Erasa waved her finder back and fourth in a dissatisfied manner.

"Oh who even cares! Just so long as he stays away from me, I sure as hell don't." Videl sat back down and began to focus on her meal.

"UGH! You don't have to be so mean about everyone!" Erasa complained. There was no response. Videl was too busy shoving a chicken leg into her mouth.

"Oh why do I even bother.." She sighed and pushed her tray back, allowing her to rest her head on the table. Just as she was about to drop it and talk to Videl about their math homework for the night, she heard an all too familiar buzz coming from the girl on her right.

Videl looked down at her wrist and smiled.

"Hey guys, I have to go to the bathroom!" She stood up and ran off.

"Yeah, I'm sure you do.." Erasa muttered. She looked over to Sharpner.

"Want to go do some homework?" She asked.

"Sure. Let's go." He replied.

As they left the cafeteria, the screens all switched back to the breaking news channel.

"POWER GIRL IS AT IT AGAIN!"

Sharpner and Erasa didn't bother look back. If they did, they would have seen Power Girl jump into the picture and punch a giant shark monster onto it's back. Nothing out of the ordinary there.