Just a note before I start: I am bad with the normal Dragon Ball Name themes, especially Earthlings, so I'll mostly be using regular names you'd see outside the DB universes. I wish I could stick to the themes, but I literally spent a few hours trying to find names that worked and came up blank. Also, I'm uploading this under Z as there isn't a Super category yet. If one is added, I might move this over there.

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Locke

I looked up at Orange Star High School, biding my time before entering. This would be my fifth school this year. Someone bumped my shoulder as they passed, bringing me back to my senses. "You can do this," I assured myself before walking to the door.

Trunks

Goten and I were playing Pokemon together while we waited for class to start. Goten was intently focused on the game, with our friend, Meadow, quietly cheering him on, making Goten even more focused. It was no secret that he liked her, and that he considered them "practically together already", even though Meadow was much more subtle. A few people dared to suggest that she just thought he was overly quirky and liked playing along. I smirked as my Garchomp K.O.'d his Heatmor, ending the battle just before the bell rang.

"You'll get him next time," Meadow assured him as she took her seat behind his. He sighed as he put his 3DS away and faced the front of the room.

The teacher walked in a few seconds later, a new kid in toe. His hair was black, longish and minorly spikey with a blue tint, and he wore a quarter-sleeve black shirt with white trim and khaki pants. His yellow-colored eyes scanned the room nervously. He seemed fairly ordinary, but his ki caught my attention. It wasn't strong or anything, but something felt different from everyone else's.

"Everyone," the teacher announced, "I'd like to introduce our newest student, Locke Brangwen. Locke, go ahead and take the seat behind the purple-haired boy." He nodded and silently made his way back to take the seat behind me, the last in the row.

I turned and smiled. "Welcome to OSHS, Locke." I made sure the teacher wasn't watching then continued. "Trunks Briefs; nice to meet you."

His eyes widened. "Like Bulma Briefs, the CEO of Capsule Corporation?" he asked.

I nodded. "That's my mom." I looked toward my two friends. "These are Son Goten and Meadow Fae."

Goten gave his signature Son grin. "Hey."

Meadow smiled kindly. "Hi. So, did you move here, or are you like Goten and only just started going to school?"

Locke

This was freaking me out. Usually when I went to a new school, I would just get ignored until the meatheads found out I was good at my classes. Now the richest teen in the world, a seemingly nice guy, and a cute brunette girl were trying to make conversation only a minute after meeting me. I chose my words carefully.

"Um, no, I just moved here from West City," I told them. "My grandparents didn't think the schools there were advanced enough for me." Goten was about to say something, probably a joke judging from his quirky grin, but was interrupted by the teacher.

"Ahem?" she said to get our attention. "Trunks, Meadow, I know you two are probably fine, and Goten won't pay attention anyway, but as for you, Locke: you may be new, but that's no excuse to be ignoring your work." I bowed my head in apology. "Now, would you like to solve this equation?" she continued. I recognized the shaming method and reluctantly stood. She handed me the chalk and stood back. I looked it over, then started writing.

"... so x equals fifteen and eleven-eighteenths," I said as I finished. I handed the chalk back to her, trying not to blush at her astonished expression, but found it impossible when I saw everyone else's. I quickly returned to my seat and waited for class to resume.

Trunks gave a thumbs-up once everything resumed. "Now that's cool," he almost laughed. "Most of the kids in here would never be able to do that. Tread carefully, or you might end up being transferred to an even more advanced school."

I cringed at the thought. "I hope not." To avoid being scolded again, we turned our attention back to the front for the rest of class.

We talked a bit when we saw each other between classes, and I actually found myself liking them. Goten explained that he and Trunks had a habit of making fast friends, hence why they were already treating me like one; I was glad for it. For the first time since I started jumping between schools, I had friends. And as long as I didn't slip-up, I thought I might be able to keep them.

Then I slipped-up.

It was lunch, and we were sitting down to eat, when one of the stereotypical diva-girls at the next table decided to trip Meadow. Goten and Trunks were heading off the group and didn't see in time to do anything. I'm positive that everyone thought that her food was going to fly everywhere. Right as it happened, though, my instincts kicked-in and I dove forward, catching Meadow with one arm and using the other to catch her tray before anything fell of. If I hadn't packed my lunch, it wouldn't have gone so smoothly. The lunchroom went quiet, and I clenched my teeth, cursing myself for showing-off. I looked down at Meadow, and was surprised to see not only her eyes opened in shock and awe, but also a light blush on her face.

I quickly righted her and handed her back her tray. "Um... are you okay?" I asked, trying to pretend nothing had happened.

She nodded. "Y-yeah, but what just happened?" Instead of answering, I quickly sat down and waited for everyone to return to their own conversations.

When that didn't happen, I sighed and explained. "Its kinda weird, but for as long as I can remember, I've always had really good reflexes and been abnormally strong." To demonstrate, I took a coin from my pocket and folded it between my thumb and forefinger. Meadow continued to stare in astonishment, making me feel even more nervous. I don't know if you've ever had an attractive girl stare at you before, but if you have, you might know the feeling.

Goten and Trunks looked at each other. "Locke?" Trunks asked. "Is anything else about you strange? Like fast healing or something?" I shook my head.

"Do you know both of your parents?" Goten asked.

I shook my head again. "I've never met my dad, and my mom suffered a head injury before I was born that made her forget everything about him except the fact that he existed." They looked at each other again. "Where is this going?"

Goten grinned. "We're just thinking that you might be like us." He took a metal marble from his pocket and closed his fist around it. When he dropped it, it was completely mangled and smashed. "Part alien."

"Alien?!" Of all the things they could have said, that was one of the last ones I'd expected. "You're kidding, right?" Trunks shook his head. "So, aliens... not sure how I should feel about that." I then looked at Meadow. "Are you one, too?"

She frantically shook her head. "Now way! I'm one-hundred percent Earthling!" Then she looked back at the two apparently-aliens. "I was just as shocked to learn about it as you, but when you see the proof, there'll be no denying it."

Trunks grinned. "Our dads and my uncle the last three full-blooded Saiyans, a humanoid warrior race from Planet Vegeta. If you watch martial competitions, you'll probably know them: Son Goku and Vegeta."

I had made a bad choice and taken a bite of my sandwich right as he said that. I isntantly choked. "Hack! G-Goku?!" I looked at Goten. "I knew you had the same name, but Goku is your dad?" He grinned. "That explains a lot!"

The lunch bell rang just then and I started packing up. "If you want to see proof," Trunks suggested, "stop by Capsule Corp. after school."

We separated, Goten and Trunks heading for something at the other end of the school while me and Meadow went to Home Ec. On the way, I decided to ask one more time. "Um, are they really serious, or are you guys messing with me?"

She smiled. "You'll see after school. But trust me: you'll practically flip when you see a Super Saiyan for the first time."

"Super Saiyan?" I asked, but she just smiled and refused to say anymore.

I didn't really see a good opportunity to describe them, but for appearances, imagine Goten and Trunks like they were in the finale of Z(before the tournament). As for Meadow: a head shorter than Goten and Trunks, shoulder-length brown hair, green eyes, small chest, blue shirt with "Xeno" written on the chest and cropped off just above the navel, grey skinny jeans, and blue high-tops.

I'll be uploading every Friday, whenever I remember, with hopefully no interruptions. Thats all I've got, so see you next time.