| Disclaimer: If I owned DBZ do ya really think I’d be sitting on my ass here writing this crap? (A/N: I’d like to thank my readers! Such darlings you guys have been! Especially the faithful readers! I love you guys so much!!! ::: Giggles ::: The shocking reaction to last chapter’s ending truly amused me. I like shock what can I tell you? Well my time will be a little more freed up due to the fact that I am no longer the girlfriend of an asshole! I won’t name names so the bastard will be able to sue me. but oh well! I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I did! ~ Kira ~ ) Rush “ Marry you?! You’ve got to be kidding me!” Bulma said sardonically, knocking her head against the wall. She winced as she felt the pain shoot through her head. “ Damn hangovers. “ “ I’m dead serious woman.” Vegeta said, his voice low. Bulma rolled her eyes quickly before glaring at him. “ I’d rather drop dead before I married you and besides we‘re too young.” Bulma reasoned. “ I don’t care, if it takes that to prove to you then I’ll do it.” Vegeta said, releasing one of her arms and lifting her chin with a finger. “I won’t let you slip away from me.” Before Bulma could answer Vegeta silenced her with a long kiss. “ You hurt me. Not even Chad hurt me as badly as you did and he used to hit.” Bulma ground out as she pulled her arms away from him and pushed him away from her. She said nothing more as she grabbed her purse and walked out of the house, closing the door behind her. Vegeta sat down on the couch as he exhaled slowly. “ Fuck.” ~*~ The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully for Bulma. She had come home Saturday morning to find that she had been given a day of in-school-suspension. She sighed as she pressed delete on the answering machine. Her parents were out of town so they’d probably never even know about it. Which would save her from getting her car taken away. ~*~ Monday morning started off badly for Bulma, waking up to find that her power had gone off. Bulma quickly took a shower and applied her make up quickly before racing out of the house and grabbing her mom’s keys. Since she couldn’t blow dry her hair she could do the next best thing, drive a convertible to school. She giggled as she hopped in the car and put her things in the back seat before pulling out of the driveway at rapid speed. ~*~ Bulma reported to In School Suspension room promptly at seven fifty. Bulma sat down quietly in the back of the room and waited for roll call to begin. She knew she was early so she still had time to breathe. To pass the time she glanced over everyone all twenty five students in the room. Most of them were people she knew…mostly Chad's friends. Administration called this an alternative punishment for offenses too serious to be held in detention, but not serious enough for out of school suspension. Kids, however, called it a party. Bulma sighed quietly as she pulled out a book to read as she continued to wait. It was only seven fifty, only ten minutes until the school day began. Suddenly a figure entered the room. Bulma noticed the person enter but she didn't look up. The person didn't even gain her interest until they sat next to her. Vegeta. " Shit." Bulma hissed as she closed her book quietly and threw it on her bag. "Why the hell do you have to sit next to me?" " If you would look woman this is the last seat left." Vegeta explained, sitting back in his chair. Bulma looked up quickly to see that he was right. " Gods I have the worst luck." She muttered under her breath as she put her forehead down on the table. ~*~ The day passed without incident, Vegeta not speaking the rest of the day to Bulma. She was thankful for that, hoping that he had given up his pursuit of her. She didn’t know what to think, she had tried to convince herself that he did not care about her, but there was just a nagging thought in the back of her mind. It just didn’t add up. If Yamcha had thought that he had had sex with her over Thanksgiving vacation, then why did he ask her out afterwards? Bulma sighed as she glanced at the clock, Two fifty one, only five more minutes of in school. She glanced at Vegeta who was working on his english assignment for that day. She sighed as she opened her note book and ripped out a page quickly scribbling a note down for him. Vegeta, Meet me in the parking lot after school. Love, Bulma She quickly slid the note onto his English assignment, forcing him to read it. He glared at her quickly before scribbling down a response on the paper and sliding it back to her. Bulma stared at his answer on the paper. Fine. ~*~ (A/N: ALRIGHT! Bulma is thinking! How will her meeting with Vegeta go? Next chapter will probably be the meeting then a time jump in the chapter to the night of the prom. Pre-prom arrangements! Who is Vegeta’s date for prom and you get to see Chichi, 18 and Bulma’s prank on Yamcha. Its prom night madness!!! ~ Kira ~) |