Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Highschool Bets ❯ The Hunk and The Punk ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: I'm writing 2 stories at the moment-so updates may be around 2 days apart.

School never is my thing. It's a waste of fuckin' time. Why did we have to move? Pan continued to stuff her school supplies into her bag roughly. She smoothed out her orange bandana and went down to her kitchen.

"Mom! Dad! I'm leavin'!" she shouted as she left the house. At least one good thing happened. Pan thought as the bus stopped infront of her. The doors opened and she climbed on looking coldy at the cheerful bus driver. As soon as she boarded every boy's eyes darted towards her. Pan ignored the stares and headed towards the back of the bus. She stopped infront of a seat where a boy with lavender hair was sitting. Pretty boys. Conceited little bastards. The boy looked up and his face seemed to light up.

"Hey there gorgeous. You can sit here." he smiled cheesily.

"I'll sit there-but you won't." she grabbed his collar, pulled him out, then pushed him into the seat across from her.

"Damn woman!" the boy yelled. Pan just stared ahead and ignored all the murmurs and questions. The bus stopped infront of the school and no one got up until Pan left the bus. The lavender haired boy caught up with Pan and cut her off so she had to look at him.

"Hi. My name is Trunks. What's yours?" he asked. Pan sighed.

"Just to get you out of my face, it's Pan alright? Now leave me the hell alone." She walked past him, hitting his shoulder. Trunks couldn't believe what just happened. No gilr had ever brushed him off before. What in the hell just happened! That has never happened before! Trunks was lost in thought until he felt arms wrap around his waste. He suddenly snapped back to reality, grabbed the arms and pulled them apart.

"Hello Torri." he droned. A girl with blonde hair put her hands on her hips and tried to make her breast look bigger.

"Are you sure you don't want to go out with me Trunks?"

"Yes. I was sure when u asked me 3 years ago and every day after that; and I'm sure now." Trunks said quickly.

"Where's Chris?" Trunks asked.

"Over there flirting with this new girl." she said carelessley. Trunk's eyes darted around him until he spotted Pan and a boy with messy black hair. He immediatley started to walk towards him, but he felt someone grab his arm.

"C'mon Trunks, don't disturb him. He never gets the girl." Torri whined. Trunks couldn't understand why he felt that sudden jealously. He tried to wipe Pan from his mind but after several attempts to try he casually walked over to the two.

"Hey Chris." Trunks said as though he never noticed Pan. Pan rolled her eyes and cocked her head to the side and put her hand on her hip impatiently.

"Look, I don't have all day." she snapped.

"Whoah! Damn Chris already got yourself a babe!" Trunks said as though he had never seen Pan before.

"Oh please. Stop acting like the ignorant fuck you are. I just turned you down minutes ago. Sorry we couldn't finish talking Chris, you need to take the trash out." she gave Trunks a disgusted look and left.

"Ouch." Chris said after Pan was gone.

"Shut up!" Trunks snapped. Chris laughed a little more and after the look Trunks gave him he stopped.

Pan tapped her pencil against her desk and fought to keep her eyes open. Admitting defeat she let her head slump against her arm.

"Miss Pan! Pay attention please." the teacher yelled. Pan jerked and opened her eyes.

"That's better. Now stay awake or fail this class."

"I choose fail." Pan muttered under her breath.

"Excuse me?" the teacher said sweetly.

"I said-,"

"She said she'll try to get more sleep." Chris called out. Pan just smirked and turned to face him. He gave her a cheesy smile waved. After an hour of boredom Pan thanked lunchtime as the bell rang. She slung her backpack over her shoulder and left the classroom quickly. Halfway to her locker she heard someone call out her name. Grumbling to herself she stopped and let Chris catch up to her. She was almost happy to see him, when she saw Trunks following him.

"Thanks for what you did." she said. Chris smiled.

"Happy too. I was wondering if you'd like to eat lunch with us?"

"Is the pretty boy eating with us?"

"Well yea." Pan looked at Trunks then back at Chris.

"Okay, whatever." Chris's face lit up and he led Pan down the school hall until they stopped at a locker where a girl with long blonde hair was shoving books onto the top shelf. She slammed her locker shut and turned towards the three. Her eyes immediatley darted to Pan.

"What's she doing here?" she said as if disgusted with Pan's existence.

"Pan, this is Torri. Torri, Pan." Chris cut in. Torri started to circle Pan as if she was inspecting her.

"Well, she has really nice hair. She's got a body, and her blue eyes make her face stand out. All in all, she's too ugly to hang with us." Torri smirked when she saw Pan's cheeks turn red. Pan felt very small at that moment, her worst fear was to be ugly. As punkish as she was, she wanted to be beautiful.

"Uuuh, uuh, I have to go." she fast walked away trying to hide her watery eyes. Trunks and Chris glared at Torri, and she put on a "fuck her" look.

"Who cares? She was a freak. I mean, who wears a white tank top, and orange bandana and baggy capris?" she said. Chris sighed and started to go after Pan.

"Where are you goin'?" Trunks and Torri said at the same time.

"After Pan. Under that tough girl body she's sensitive. I'm gonna go calm her down." Trunks grabbed Chris's arm and whirled him around.

"No you won't. I will."

"Man Trunks, what's ur deal!? Ur like obsessed with not letting me have her."

"Have her?! Chris every girl you had you fucked and left! You made three girls pregnet! I'm just trying to protect her from that."

"Well, maybe for once I actually like someone! Did ya ever think that?" Chris yelled. Torri gritted her teeth and stepped between them.

"As much as I like you Chris, I have to agree with Trunks. You did the same with me! That's why I turned to Trunks."

"Shutup Torri! You're not in this, this is about Pan." Trunks and Chris yelled. They both were a little surprised when they saw her eyes get watery.

"Fuck you." she left with her hand in the air. Chris glared at Trunks and Trunks glared back.

"Great! Now we made Torri mad. Okay, clearly we both like Pan. What do you like about her?" Chris asked. Trunks looked stumped for a second.

"I don't know. It's just the way she is. The moment i met her, I felt a little weird." he said. Chris smirked.

"I like her cause she's funny, beautiful, and kickass." he said with satisfaction.

"I'll tell ya what, I'll make a bet with you. First person to win Pan's heart wins, and gets 100 bucks." Trunks said.

"Ur on!" Chris said hapilly.

Pan threw the water onter her face and stayed infront of the sink looking at her reflection. I'm not that ugly.

"I shouldn't listen to bitches." she said to herself.

"I'm a bitch huh?" Pan jerked around to find Torri leaning against the wall smirking.

"I'd say you're the bitch for stealing Trunks from me." she snapped.

"I never stole him, he left you. Actually judging by what I saw, you were never with him to begin with."

"I was with him once, a long time ago, but we broke up."

"Oh boo hoo. Besides, I don't like him anyway."

"Shutup! I see the way he looks at you! He looks at you with a look of longing, something I've never seen before."

"I already told you! I've never been in love before, not with him not with anybody, so you don't have to worry. I like Chris anyways."

"No."

"No what?"

"Chris is off limits. He's my best friend and I don't want some slut like you with him!"

"Who you callin' a slut!"

"I am!"

"Well ya know what? I may be a slut but I didn't have to puff up my boobs to get him to notice me. C ya Torri, and If you want to make ur boobs look bigger, get a plastic surgeon. Besides, you look like you have zits on ur chest." Pan left leaving an embarrased Torri staring down at her chest. With satisfaction, Pan got walked down to her locker. Her hapiness dropped when she saw Trunks leaning against it.

"Move." She said. Trunks moved away allowing Pan to open her locker.

"Hey Trunks, we need to talk." Pan closed her locker, grabbed Trunks's wrist and led him in a corner behind a clump of trees.

"What's on ur mind?"

"Look Trunks, do you like me?"

"Huh? Oh, um, well yea."

"Why?"

"You're beautiful, you're kickass, and you're funny."

"How do you know, I've never talked to you."

"Chris told me all about you."

"Yea, speaking of Chris, I wanted to talk to you about him."

"Okay."

"I've never done this before, and I feel very girly doing it, but could you please help me with Chris?"

"I what way?"

"To get him to like me."

"What! Are you serious! I-I-I why? No-No, I can't."

"Please??????? I really think he doesn't care about what's under my clothes. And boys like that are hard to find today, please Trunks."

"What do I get?"

"This." Pan pulled Trunks to her lips and inserted her tounge. After two minutes of making out Pan broke the kiss and smiled at the look on his face.

"So will you do it?"

"Yes ma'm."

"I completley melted you." Pan grinned at him, and left through the trees.

A/N: word of advice: do not write a popular story, a first chapter, and another story at the same time, it sucks.