Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Always Hope ❯ Rumors are Your Friends ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Ahem Ahem. Time for the author's note: I am back, just barely. But still busy as ever…..okay okay I'm going to spill cause I can't hold it in any longer. I GOT INTO COLLEGE!!!! WHEW!!!CHEER FOR ME. Okay nuf of that. Just that I'm very happy because I got into my first choice. But I don't kiss and tell so…

Also I know I know you'll want to kill me when you read this chapter. But don't kill me until I get out the next chapter. Then I'll even help you think up creative ways of torturing me.

Alright Alright I get the hint. Shutup and get on with the story. No need to tell me twice. Have I been gone that long?

Hopefully this chapter will be up to par. I wrote this on my new laptop so hopefully there aren't too many mistakes. This is sooo new to me. I luv it. Anyway, enough bout me…. On with the story…

“Conversations”

`thoughts'

you know the deal

Always Hope:

Chapter 5: Rumors Are Your Friends

Class Schedules:

1stPeriod

2ndPeriod

3rdPeriod

4thPeriod

5thPeriod

6thPeriod

7thPeriod

Bulma

Calculus

English

History

Lunch

AdvChem

Business

Krillen

English

Statistics

Spanish4

Lunch

History

Theatre

Goku

English

Statistics

History

Lunch

Spanish

Business

Vegeta

English

Latin 5

History

Lunch

AdvChem

Business

Chi Chi

AdvBio

Statistics

English

Lunch

History

French 5

“Vegeta! Wait up!” Bulma yelled trying in vain to catch up to Vegeta. He was obviously still mad about her jabbing him. He didn't like looking like a fool in front of anyone friends or not. “Wait Vegeta. Dammit, stop being difficult.” She called out through the hall. Of course people whispered as she ran through, but she chose to ignore them, deciding to tell them off later.

He finally stopped for her when he realized that she wasn't going to stop drawing unwanted attention to him in the halls. Breathing slightly hard she finally caught up to him. Silently begging forgiveness with her eyes. Sighing heavily he shook his head before beginning to walk again. She was simply happy that he hadn't blown up at her. That would have started a big fight. She wasn't one to display her temper often, but Vegeta was one of the few who could actually trigger it.

“Woman stop that inane smiling.” He snapped effectively changing her mood from calm to angry.

“You always ruin a good mood.” She huffed crossing her arms in indignation. Everyone walking down the halls had to be blind not to see that those two looked like angry twins with their stormy faces and arms crossed.

“That's my job woman. Making everyone's life difficult. Their lives suck anyway so why not make it worst.” He said chuckling darkly.

“Nice Vegeta, real nice.” Bulma snapped her eyes becoming stormy blue with her bitter thoughts.

He noticed of course, but chose not to comment. He knew how it was to have skeletons in your closet. She would tell him in due time anyway. Wait. Why did he care anyway? He didn't. She was just too emotional for her own good. Who was he kidding?

“Vegeta. Vegeta. VEGETA!” Bulma yelled finally gaining his attention. Was he that out of it? “We walked past your class 3 minutes ago.” She said barely containing her amusement.

“Shit.”

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“Hey Goku! I didn't know you were in this class!” Chi Chi squealed particularly loud clinging to said boy when he sat down at one of the empty desks at the back of the room. She had come flying over, pigtails and all, even before he had settled himself in the chair.

“Yes you did. We were in class together yesterday.” Krillen mumbled lowly taking a seat next to Goku, to his right. Chi Chi threw him a dangerous glare, one that Goku missed of course.

“Awww. Chi Chi, you missed me that much?” He asked earning a snort from Krillen who had taken to drawing in his book.

“Of course silly, I haven't seen you all day.” She pouted batting her long dark eyelashes at Goku. “When are you taking me out on a date, Goku sweetie?”

`Ahhh. So that's what she wanted.' Krillen thought. She hadn't always been after Goku. Quite the contrary. Just last year, in September she had called him a lazy buffoon, who was only good for being a garbage disposal. Of course Krillen would never tell Goku that, since Goku was sort of smitten with all the attention she now gave him. `It wasn't until Andrew left for college and she noticed Bulma hanging around Goku, that she took any interest in him.' Krillen thought bitterly.

“I was thinking this Friday, Goku. You know after the game and everything, we would go to a nice fancy restaurant or something.” It wasn't a request. It was clearly a statement, more like command saying that he had to take her out.

“Aww man, Chi Chi. I'd like too. I really would, but Bulma asked Krillen, Vegeta, and me to hang out with her after the game. Like old times. Well without Vegeta of course.” He hadn't hung out with them since he only barely tolerated Goku's company, let alone the other two. Goku babbled on completely missing the fire burning in Chi Chi's eyes at the mention of her Goku hanging out with that whore Bulma, instead of her. But Krillen didn't. He watched her mask her face in a malevolent smile, showing that she was clearly planning something. He was lucky he was in the right place at the right time. He could warn Bulma of Chi Chi's pending attack.

“Oh well. Maybe next time then,” She answered placing a chaste kiss on Goku's check causing him to blush bright red and grin that idiot grin of his. Rolling her eyes slightly, she patted him on the head before returning to her seat three seats ahead of them in the right corner with the rest of the cheerleaders, as their Math teacher came in.

“She's nice isn't she Krillen.” Goku murmured, gazing adoringly at her.

“Yeah, real nice for the biggest backstabbing bitch (say that three times fast) in the whole school.” He mumbled lowly going back to his drawing.

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“Vegeta Prince! (okay just imagine this being said in Latin. I happen to be a greek major so Latin is not my strong suit. Use your imagination people.)

“Fuck off wench.” He grumbled going back to doodling in his notebook.

“What did you say?! (in latin)”

“You heard me loud and clear.” He said with the attention of the 4 other kids in his class on him. They saw this everyday, but they never got used to it. It was just too entertaining.

“THAT'S IT. DETENTION.” The aspirated Latin teacher yelled while Vegeta just shook his head.

“You've given me a detention everyday, and I have yet to show up to one. What makes you think this one is any different?” He calmly asked taking up his doodling again.

The teacher merely sighed heavily and turned back to the board to teach. She really couldn't complain. He did somehow manage to know everything she had gone over when test time came. And he was somehow managing a perfect A. He was definitely an enigma. Plus he was entertaining.

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“Hey Bulma.” Someone whispered from behind her. Turning her head slightly, she noticed it was Yamcha. He was one of the cutest guys in the school, aside from Vegeta, Goku, and a few other guys- but he was the most naive out of all of them. He still stuttered when it came to pretty girls, especially Bulma since he had had a crush on her for forever. And Bulma found this so cute. He was so sincerely naive it was appealing to many, especially those horrible cheerleaders, who used Yamcha as a slave. It was tragic, but he didn't understand how bad they were taking advantage of him. Just another reason why Bulma loathed those bitches.

“Yeah Yamcha.” She responded finally smiling lightly at him. He automatically blushed three different shades of red and she couldn't help chuckle.

“Um, is is it true that you and Sta Sta Star are having a party tonight at your house?” He forced out clearly not exactly comfortable with Bulma staring at him. He really wished she would look anywhere but his face.

“Oh yeah it is. It's more of Star having the party at my house though. You're definitely invited hun.” Bulma answered smiling warmly at him. He became oh so flustered around her.

“Oh uh great. Mind if I tell some people?”

“Nah go right ahead. The more the merrier.”

“Cool thanks uh Bu Bul Bulma.”

“My pleasure.” She finished their conversation with a flirtatious wink that effectively turned him a dark shade of purple. “Hope to see you there.”

“Uh huh.”

(A/N: Ahem. I decided to not make Yamcha a conniving cheating bastard, cause I doubt he was like that on the series. Plus, this is an AU- so I can do whatever I want with whatever character I choose. He's just a naive sweetie, definitely different from how most people portray him. And even if he likes Bulma and wants her for himself, he definitely doesn't get her, so I sorta feel sorry for him. I mean really he is always the fall out guy. He's the weakest out of all the fighters, which I guess is partially his fault. He's a spineless coward most of the time on the show and he has a canary yellow suit. Sure he's annoying, but I just felt sorry for him when I was thinking about this. He still messes stuff up in the end, but you have to read on to see. So I wasn't feeling too bad for him ;-)

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“I am so glad that class is over!” Bulma said sighing loudly just thinking about it.

“Girl I know what you mean! Advanced Chem es muy dificil. Mr. Ken has already a test set for Friday. He is muy loco!” Star answered digging through her bag.

“That definitely sucks.” Bulma replied popping some gum into her mouth. “Too bad you're not a scientific genius like me.”

“Yeah too bad.” Star mumbled digging deeper into her bag.

“What in the world are you looking for?”

“Ahah found it!” Star answered pulling out a tube of raspberry flavored lipgloss. “Gotta look good for those hot guys you hang out with. Maybe I can steal Goku from Chi Chi or maybe the top prize himself Vegeta Prince!” She replied putting some on before grinning lecherously at Bulma who didn't try to stifle her laughter.

“What about Krillen?” Bulma finally gasped out between laughs.

“Krillen? I don't know, he's not really my type ya know? I prefer my men taller than me.” Star shrugged putting the tube of gloss back into her bag.

“If you say so.” Bulma chuckled walking on to her friends.

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“So guys guess who's having a party tonight?” Yamcha asked his group of “friends”, they only hung around him because he had a car and money. Poor Yamcha….not really…anyway.

“Whoa someone's having a party on a Tuesday night?” One of his blonde haired friends asked. (AN: I don't feel like making names up for unimportant people.)

“Yeah and you won't believe who it is!?” Yamcha answered happy he was for once the center of attention among his friends.

“Well stop with the suspense man and tell us!” A red headed guy said.

“Oh okay. It's Bulma.” Yamcha mumbled before his “friends” exploded into a frenzy of excitement over this tidbit of info. (Remember guys, Bulma is the richest girl in school even if she isn't really popular anymore, plus she used to be, but wait that's telling too much.)

~~~across the hallway~~~

“Did you guys just hear what I heard?” Donna the red haired cheerleader asked clearly excited for this major juicy piece of gossip.

“I know what I heard. But what I want to know is why we're like the last ones to know about it.” A clearly angry Chi Chi answered. The other cheerleaders nodded their heads in agreement.

“Most definitely. We like totally run this school. We should be the first to know whatever's going on.” Trish the brown haired cheerleader exclaimed quite frustrated with the knowledge that they were so easily forgotten in the gossip mill.

“Well,” Chi Chi stated with a sinister grin showing her group that she was plotting something. “That can be easily remedied. We can just go to the source of the rumor himself.”

That very person was just leaving his group of friends at that very moment.

“Oh Yamcha.” Chi Chi sweetly called. Yamcha turning to the voice immediately turned a violent shade of purple noticing that it was the group of the most popular not to mention beautiful women in the school. Of course he thought Bulma was the best, but he wouldn't be telling them that.

“Eh um ye ye yes Chi Chi?” He stuttered.

She gestured him over using her feminine wiles of course. He cautiously approached still unsure why he of all guys was being talked to by the most powerful women in the school.

“Yamcha honey. We couldn't but help over hear that Bulma's hosting a party aT her house. Is this true hon?” Chi Chi asked batting her long thick eyelashes. Yamcha was putty in her hands.

“Yeah it's true. But why haven't you guys heard about it? I would think you'd be the first to hear about it?” He stupidly asked quite oblivious of the furious glares he was getting from all the girls, cept one who could care less. (She'll be introduced later. Wonder who she is ;-).)

Chi Chi had to take deep deep breathes to keep herself from strangling Yamcha. `The nerve of this guy. He's a total nobody and he talks to us like he's important. Calm Chi Chi breathe girl, no need to kill today.'

“We weren't paying attention to the rumors today Yamcha. We had more important things to do and discuss.” Chi Chi answered still grounding her teeth.

“We did?” One of the lesser cheerleaders asked almost spoiling the whole thing. Chi Chi threw her a glare letting her know she was in deep trouble.

“Of course we did.” Chi Chi finished. Luckily Yamcha was too busy staring at one of the cheerleader's overly exposed bust, having missed most of the conversation. “Yamcha!!!”

“Uh what is it Chi?” He asked finally taking his gaze of the girl's chest.

`Chi who does he think he is?!' “We want info hon.” Chi answered getting right to the point.

“Yeah when's the party? Where? All that good stuff.” Trish spoke up.

“Oh sure. It's tonight actually. I'm not exactly sure when but I guess around 9 or 10. And it's at Capsule Corp.”

(I was actually thinking of ending it here. But I promised to end some of the suspense. So on with the chapter.)

“Oh really.” Chi Chi remarked her sneer turning into an all out Grinchy grin. Just short of cackling, it was obvious she was planning something evil with the malicious glint in her eye. `This would be the perfect moment to get that bitch back for messing with my Goku. I told her to stay away with him but I guess she just didn't get the hint.'

“Thanks Yamcha. That will be all.” Trish said dismissing him with a wave of her hand.

“Um is that all? You don't need me for anything else?” He asked with a hopeful voice. The longer he was seen with the most popular girls in the school- the more rumors would start about him and them- and the more popular he would be.

“We said that will be all. So get gone.” Chi Chi spat resentful of her precious time wasted talking to such a loser.

“Oh okay. See you guys around.” Yamcha answered walking off with head hung low.

“We're not guys loser. We're ladies of the highest caliber. You'd do best not to forget that.” Chi Chi remarked after him causing her group of cheerleaders to laugh at the insult.

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Approaching her male friends who always seemed to hang around the same area during their 10 minute in-between class breaks Bulma couldn't but help think back to a time when she had walked the halls followed by her posse of cheerleaders who followed her every beck and call. Chi Chi was included in that number and at one point in time they had seemed to be the best of friends. Well on Bulma's part anyway. But it seemed that even then Chi Chi had been plotting to take her place as queen bee. `Well she certainly succeeded.' Bulma thought bitterly. But she had to admit that she was much happier now. She had friends, who just happened to be the hottest guys in the school along with Star of course, who wouldn't stab her in the back over some petty title or do a nasty deed to her just to steal her boyfriend. She didn't need those two-faced whores anyway. They could all take their navy blue and gold (the school's colors) pompoms and stick them where the sun didn't shine for all she cared.

Putting on a bright smile she approached Goku, Krillen, and Vegeta with a renewed attitude. She would show those jealous freaks who Bulma Briefs was.

(nope not ending it here either. Just wanted to note that this is so far the longest chapter I've ever written and I don't think I'm anywhere near finished. )

“Hey Bulma we were waiting for you.” Goku called throwing his arm around his bestest friend. “We've still got about 5 minutes before we have to go to History class.”

“Sorry about making you guys wait.” Bulma answered easing herself out of Goku's arms so she could exchange her books in her locker. “Oh and you've all met Star I believe.”

Goku went swiftly to the other female and once again placed his arm around her guiding her closer to the group. Star at that point was blushing red like no other. Who woulda thunk it? Goku Son was actually talking, even had his arm around her. She had just about died and gone to heaven.

“I remember Star.” Goku said. “I've met you at a few of the parties last year.”

“Yeah when Goku drank a little too much and you helped him to the bathroom so he wouldn't throw up on the dance floor.” Krillen spoke up earning a grin from Bulma, an amused snort from Vegeta and an embarrassed chuckle from both Star and Goku.

“Yeah well,” Goku stated becoming serious again. “You're friends with Bulma so you're friends with me.” He finished plastering that goofy grin on his face as he took Bulma under his other arm.

“Really Goku. I never knew you were such a flirt.” Bulma joked jabbing him softly in the ribs. Of course he went along with it actually falling the ground in mock pain holding his side and gasping theatrically. The little group broke out into peels of laughter not noticing the angry eyes that was focusing in on them. (Duh Duh Dun….lol)

“Well guys. It's been fun but we must be heading off to class. Coming Star?” Krillen said beginning to walk off towards the Modern Language part of the school.

“Uh yeah I'm right behind you.” Star called. Goku let go of her shoulder winking at her before she scurried off red faced after Krillen.

“Goku Son, if I didn't know any better. I'd say you were flirting with my dearest friend Star.” Bulma jokingly accused leading Goku and Vegeta away from their lockers to the History floor.

“I have no idea what you're talking about.” He answered looking anywhere but Bulma's face.

“Kakarott. You're a horrible liar.”

AN: Okay now. I know I know I haven't exactly told you anything yet. But I've definitely put in hints about Bulma and Chi Chi's past. Hopefully you were paying attention. So I have a few questions for you to ponder until I finish writing the next chapter. Sigh. So who's Andrew and what did he have to do with Chi Chi? Why is Chi Chi so hell bent on destroying Bulma? And who is this mystery cheerleader I keep hinting at? And when will I finally end all the darn suspense? All this questions and more will be answered on the next exciting installment of Always Hope. Man I just felt like that announcer guy on DBZ.