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A/N: Welcome to my un-named fic! It's my second one, and is bound to be good. Please stick with me and review! On to the fic!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. I do own all the characters that aren't from DBZ. And I own 165 paper-clips (for real. I have a box of them.) And I have a student directory from my school.

She sat there. Staring at the empty bus seat beside her. She knew no one would sit there. No one ever did. No one understood her, thus, they thought of her as different. An out cast. Every one of her friends-former friends, stopped talking to her. She never talked to anyone. Not anymore at least. Heck, she was wearing a tight fitting shirt with red letters that said, 'It's not that I'm anti-social, I just don't like you.' Black of 'course. All of her clothes where black, exept for a few splotches or strands of orange of blue here and there. Her long waist- length brown hair up in two french braids tied off with to black ribbons intertwined in them. A few stray bangs hanging to her shoulders here and there. Her baggy cargo pants covered her black army boots and blue stiped socks. Two silver rings on her thumb, and one on each finger of both her hands. Her hazel-ish green eyes pierced through all the kids staring at her.

The bus topped in front of Red Star High.

"My first day of highschool. Maybe I'll meet people that won't freak out when they see me..." She muttered. (a/n: I haven't given 'her' name yet, but you'll find out..I promise!)

She walked towards the office to get her scedule. All the while, not paying attention to where she was walking and bumped into some one who fell over with her. (a/n: no people...it's not Trunks... he wouldn't have fallen down with her...she would've been knocked out if she ran into Trunks... he is a brick wall...as some authors put it...)

"Ouch..." She said as she rubbed her head.

"Ooh, are you okay? Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking. I'm sorry!" He said as he held out his hand for her to take.

"Yea, I'm just kinda...ouch..." She took his hand, got up, and continued. "I didn't quite catch your name." She said, noticing he was dressed in a black long sleeved shirt that was all cut up at the ends and went down past his waist. His hair was spiked up and was red at the tips. He had long black baggy pants that had saftey pins on the knees.

"Oh yeah, my name is Jonathan. And you? What's your name?"

"My name is Karen. I'm looking for the office. Do you know where it is? I have to get my scedule."

"Hi Karen! I'm looking for the office too, I don't know where it is, but I'm guessing it's this way." He said pointing to a door right behind them both that said 'OFFICE'.

"I think so too. Lets go. I'd like to get my scedule now."

"I like you shirt. I have on that says, 'Don't interupt me when I' m talking to myself'."

"I saw that one! I was gonna get it, but they didn't have my size. Baka people."

"You speak Japanese?"

"Sorta, kinda, not really, no."

They waited in the line to get thier scedules.When they got them they went outside to wait for the first bell to ring. ~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~

Outside ~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~ "Lemme see your scedule!!" They said in unison. They grabbed each others scedules and looked them over.

"Hey! We only have study hall together!" Karen said sadly.

"Well, at least we have lunch together. That's better than nothing." Jonathan pointed out. At that moment the bell rang.

"I'll see you at lunch then. Bye Jonathan!" Karen said as she gave him a quick hug and dashed to her first class.

"Bye." He said to her departing fingure. ~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~ Aww...how cute. This story gets going in the next chapter. Hang with me!! Push Here... | | | | | | | | | | | | | \/