Chapter 8 is now up, and I think this is the story with the lowest review to chapter ratio. Thanks for reading!
"Five more minutes?" she pleaded.
"No way, we gotta get to school in a few hours, besides, Mr. Popo made breakfast."
As tempting as it sounded, Goma curled back under her covers and tried to sleep some more. Saru wouldn't take no for an answer. He flung the covers away from the bed, picked Goma up by the ankle, and flew them to the dining area.
"Hey, let go!" yelled a sleepy Goma.
Saru laughed. "No way little cuz, we gotta get to school on time."
Goma pouted and allowed Saru to drag her along to the table. He finally released her ankle and she sat next to him, with Hebi on the other side. Right now, Goma didn't want anything to do with her parents.
It only took a few minutes for the rest of the party to join. Save for a few people asking for food to be passed, no one spoke. Each person was waiting for someone to speak first, but no one dared to break the silence. When the food was finally gone, Gohan got up and announced his departure, followed by Videl. After they had left, others began to say their farewells.
Saru raced Goma to the school. He wanted her to be in the best mood she could possibly be in, especially after last night. He knew how badly she must have felt. How she must feel like it was all her fault. But he knew that it wasn't, why couldn't she see it for herself?
The two cousins landed in an alley way in West City. They walked along the sidewalk, passing mothers with their children, flying cars, and buses filled with children ready for their first day of school.
"Remember your first day?" Saru asked Goma.
"Yeah, I wanted to blast out of the bus, but you stopped me so no one would know about our powers," she answered. "Guess I messed that up pretty bad," she smiled while rubbing the back of her neck.
"Messed it up? You caused twelve children to go to the hospital and got kicked out of three schools!" Saru laughed remembering little Goma punching and kicking her classmates.
She knocked him in the back of the head with her school bag. "It was their own fault for laughing aat me," she defended.
They continued to talk until Saru's school came up. He waved good bye and walked toward his classmates. Saru had so many friends in school, Goma only had one close friend, Tabby.
Tabby and Goma met while they were in second grade. She had moved to West City from Purple City after her father's job relocated him and his family. A year after they had moved, Tabby's mom had become sick. The family was unable to move, and her dad lost his job.
On the day her father was fired, Tabby was sitting in the playground crying. Goma was playing hopscotch by herself when she noticed the lonesome girl.
She walked over to Tabby, pointed to her blonde hair with brown stripes, and said, "Why is your hair so funny looking?"
Tabby looked up and looked at Goma, taking everything in. She had never seen this girl in her life, and yet she knew they would be friends. "Because," she said, "I look like Mommy."
"My mommy said I look like my Great Grandpa!" Goma said with the enthusiasm all little children use.
Goma ran up to her schoolfriend, only to see her talking to another girl. She quickly darted behind some bushes and watched, her saiyan ears listened to their every word.
"I don't get it Tabby, why are you still friends with Goma? I figured you would come running at the chance to join our little group." Goma instantly recognized the voice. It was her old friend, Carla. They had been friends, up until three years ago. Carla had been invited to a group of the most popular girls in the school, and decided to leave Tabby and Goma behind. Tabby had also been invited, but immediately declined because she would rather stick by her friends than be popular.
"Because, unlike you, I don't just abandon my friend to join a stupid group. For the last time, I decline your offer," and with that, Tabby walked away and continued to wait for Goma.
"Hey, Tabby!" Goma called, brushing some leaves off of her skirt.
"Goma!" Tabby exclaimed, rushing over to meet her friend, "What happened to you?"
Goma's whole uniform was littered with dirt and leaves, she continued to clean heself up while she lied "I fell into that bush."
Tabby laughed at her friend's clumsiness and helped her wipe off the filth. "Only Son Goma could pull off such a stunt."
As they were working on cleaning off Goma, A boy with lilac hair walked past them. Goma looked up from her skirt to see the familiar boy. The same one who had took her to West City after she had tried to run away from her problems.
"Hey, wait! I know you!" She called walking toward the boy, "It Spich, right?"
"Huh? You're the girl from the woods. What are you doing going to a school?"
"I live right near West City. I should be the one asking why you're here!"
"I... uh... wanted to get an education?" He stuttered, trying to sound convincing. During his lie, his hand darted to the back of his head, and he smiled a lot like her Grandpa.
Luckily for Spich, Tabby had found Goma. "Why'd you run off like that?" She asked, then she noticed Spich, "And who's your friend?"
Goma had to lie to her friend. She wouldn't tell Tabby about her ability to fly, so how else could she explain the boy standing next to her? "He's a boy I met while camping in the woods over the summer." 'That's how a professional lies Spich!' Goma thought.
"Are you sure there's nothing more?" Tabby asked hitting Goma with her elbow.
"No Tabby, we met once and that's it.," Goma was tired of having her friend make up silly romances between her and any guy who looked at her twice.
"So what's your name?" She asked,, looking over to Spich.
"I'm Spich, nice to meet you." He smiled at the girl and stuck out his hand.
Goma looked at him for a while before something clicked in her head, "You cut your hair!"
"Huh? Oh, yeah, my uncle told me I would fit into the city better if my hair wasn't so long." He explained, tugging at a loose strand of hair.
Tabby interrupted the two. "So, what class are you in?"
"I have to get to the office to see, but I'm being held back a few years since I've never been to school."
Goma looked suspicious, "How many years?"
"I think she said three..."
"How old are you?" Tabby asked excitedly.
"Somewhere around sixteen, why?"
Goma had a face of pure horror, while Tabby's face was glowing with delight. Tabby was the one to break the news, "You're going to be in our grade!"
Gohan was preparing his papers. He was excited to be able to teach his granddaughter about all sorts of legends and fables. Some of the legends were connected to their own family, such as the Ox King, or the flying Nimbus. At the sight of those titles, his heart began to ache. He thought of his own father and grandfather. One was still out in the galaxy, training, while the other was waiting for him in the Otherworld along with his mom.
He gently set the textbook down and reviewed his classes. His homeroom was Class C. He typed a few letters on the keyboard and opened up the class files. At the end of the "S" section was his granddaughter. He snooped around some more and learned the names of his students.
While he was finishing up placing books on each desk, the secretary came in. In his hand was a slip of paper with some writing on it.
"Sir, we have a last minute transfer student."
"Thank you, Mr. O' Brian." Gohan said, taking the slip from his hand.
"Just call me Earl."
Gohan looked down at the paper to see the name of his newest student. "What an odd name," he said reading the name in his head, 'Spich Saiyn.' Gohan laughed "It almost sounds like Saiyan!"
Thank you for reading. This was my eighth chapter, but I still only have two reviews :( I'll keep going but it would be nice to get review. Is it because of the pairings? Or the characters? Maybe it's the setting? If you really hate it just tell me okay?