The clock said it was
only close to three p.m., but somehow school was dismissed earlier than
on other days. She glanced at her watch while waiting for her friend out
by the gate. She hated that. Somehow, she found out she acted more like
her dad, even though she’s the carbon copy of her mother. She really hates
waiting for people. Especially this long. She sighed and just stood there—waiting.
With that, they both
walked home together.
Actually, Bra wasn’t
surprised when guys asked her out or sent her bouquets of flowers. Candies
and love notes didn’t surprise her either. It upset her a little, though,
that girls in school would glare at her in jealously. But she knew why—it
was because she was the most well known and richest girl in her school
(if not the world) and then her mother was ex-president of Capsule Corporation,
and that position was now her brother’s. But the thing she was most proud
of, the thing that no one at school knew, was that she was the daughter
of a Saiyajin Prince. Her father was never officially proclaimed King,
but she’s still the Princess of the Saiyajin royal family. And that is
what she is really proud of.
PART TWO: SON GOTEN
Another day, another date. Goten sat in the Satan Cafeteria and waited for his girlfriend Paris patiently. He couldn’t help noticing that most of the people passing him were students. “So, school’s out,” he mused, looking at the clock on the wall. After 20 minutes, Paris still hadn’t met him.
Goten had done a lot of heavy thinking lately. Is it going to be like this forever? Will his relationship with Paris last forever? Paris wasn’t the only girl he’s dated. He had dated a lot during high school and the year after that…and then after that…
But he always got dumped, and the girls always used lousy excuses. Paris had, so far, given him the love he needed. He hoped that he could marry her someday. However, he knew that sort of feeling wouldn’t last forever, so he just made up his mind to just enjoy what he had.
“And at least I didn’t get stuck behind some desk somewhere signing documents!” Goten grinned when he thought of his best friend, Trunks, who got roped into the Presidency of Capsule Corp. No wonder the poor guy was still single. It would be hard for Trunks to have a serious relationship when he’s so busy all the time. Goten was SO glad he was not a busy guy.
10 more minutes passed and there was still no sign of Paris. Had she forgotten him? He finished his second glass of orange juice. Whenever he waited for Paris, he always got really thirsty.
But he knew that someday, he would have to let it go.