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The next morning, Gohan woke up with a small, sleepy smile on his face. Propping himself up on one arm, Gohan looked over at the clock, which read 5:45 in the morning, a full 45 minutes before his alarm was set to go off.

Gohan looked over towards his window and saw the sun beginning to rise. Lying back down on his back, Gohan stretched, extending his limbs as he loosened up his muscles from their rest. < It's too bad that I had to wake up. I was having this wonderful dream that dad came home. > Gohan sighed as he got out of bed.

"I wish dad were here," Gohan said to himself, "He could give me advice about going off to school and fitting in. Dad never had a hard time fitting in wherever he went because he was so comfortable wherever he went." Gohan paused to think about what he had just said.

"Or it could be that he didn't care." Gohan shrugged and moved to put on his navy blue gi. < Since I'm up early, I might as well do some warm-up exercises to wake up my body for the day ahead. It couldn't hurt, > Gohan thought as he put on his shoes. Sneaking downstairs, Gohan left the house through the front door, being careful not to wake anyone up.

Satisfied at his success of getting out of the house with no hassle, Gohan flew off to a small clearing not far from where his house was. It was a spot that he always used to train at because he was far enough to not do any damage to the house, but close enough to hear Chi-Chi's loud call for whatever meal was being served.

After limbering up his body, Gohan moved to start of with push-ups, holding one arm behind his back and pushing himself up and down on one finger. It was more for his balance than his strength because balancing on one finger wasn't the easiest of tasks in the world. Gohan went through various warm-up exercises, waking his body up, before finishing off with a brief meditation session. He was almost finished with his meditation when he heard his mother's voice calling.

"Ok! Coming mom!" Gohan stood up and brushed off his gi. "And I was just finishing up too. She could have waited a couple more minutes." Gohan rushed back to his house and burst through the front door, whereupon the smell of his mother's cooking hit him full force. He turned the corner to enter the kitchen and found that the table was covered in food, more than enough to satisfy his Saiya-jin appetite.

"Thanks mom, this means a lot to me. You know, letting me go to school and all." Chi-Chi walked over to her son and put her hand on his arm.

"Well, to be honest with you Gohan, I've noticed that over the years, you've become less and less happy. You're truly happy when you're around other people and I've noticed that when we go out shopping for, that you always look at crowds of kids your own age with this longing look on your face. And then I realize that I haven't been fair to you. I've spent so long building up your intelligence that I forgot to build up your social skills. I know you're smart enough, but I also think that you deserve to have friends too." Gohan stared speechlessly at his mother. Was he hearing the words that were coming out of her mouth?

"Well, Gohan, you better eat your breakfast before it gets cold. And hurry up. You need a bath. Were you training this morning?" Chi-Chi asked with one eyebrow raised suspiciously and a smile on her face.

"Yeah, mom, I was. You know, to wake up my body." Gohan sat down at the table and began eating the food that Chi-Chi had prepared for him. Once the half Saiya-jin had finished his meal, he rushed over to the bathhouse and hurried to wash up so he could get dressed and be on his way to school. As he scrubbed his arms, Gohan realized something.

"What am I going to do for lunch?" The teenage warrior was worried because of the amount of food that it took to quench his hunger. His mind mulled over the situation while he bathed and he was still thinking about it as he got out, wrapped a towel around his waist, and walked up to his room to get dressed.

Gohan got dressed and walked downstairs, ready to ask his mom the question. But, the moment Chi-Chi caught sight of Gohan, all questions from Gohan were out of the question.

"Oh, Gohan, you look so nice. Turn around, let me see." Gohan did as instructed, showing his mother the pressed khakis and white button down shirt that she had picked out for him.

"Gohan, you look so handsome. I bet all of the girls at school are going to go crazy over you." Gohan blushed and laughed uncomfortably.

"Hey mom, what am I going to do about lunch and how am I going to carry so much food to school?" Chi-Chi smiled; she had just the solution. Walking over to the kitchen counter and pulling out a small capsule, Chi-Chi said, "Gohan here's your lunch."

"Before you object completely, let me explain. I had Bulma create a capsule that holds a 20-foot long table, all of it full of food. So you can carry a lunch that's big enough to sate your appetite, but fits in your bag." Gohan gasped at the invention.

"Oh God, I have go or I'll be late." Giving Chi-Chi a quick kiss on the cheek, Gohan said, "Bye mom, I'll see you when I get home." Gohan pocketed the capsule, threw his bag over his shoulder, and rushed out the door, taking to the air naturally.

"Bye Gohan! Have a good day at school!" Gohan heard Chi-Chi yell after him and he turned back, giving his mother a wave. Chi-Chi sighed. "My son, off to school. One day, he's going to turn into a scholar. I just know it."

After about 5 minutes of flying, Gohan landed on the ground, surrounded by trees. "Good, now I can change my clothes." Putting his bag on the ground, Gohan took out the clothes he planned on wearing that day: a pair of jeans and an oversized black button up shirt. Gohan undressed in the middle of the woods, throwing his clothes to the ground, and put on the jeans and the black shirt.

"Oh no," Gohan grumbled, "Why did this have to happen to me?" His eyes quickly scanning the area, he found the culprit. He sighed in frustration as he spotted a little yellow dinosaur with his khakis and white shirt in its mouth.

"Get back here!" Gohan said, diving for the small creature. The small dinosaur cleverly evaded his grasp, hopping up to a tree, beginning the chase.

"Hey, come on little guy, give me back my clothes!" Gohan said to the dinosaur. He jumped up into the air to grab the dinosaur from its perch on a branch, but the dinosaur seemed to anticipate it and moved out of the way.

"God," Gohan said, watching the dinosaur move to another branch, "For such a small creature, you sure are fast." For the next 20 minutes, Gohan chased the little creature around the wood, trying desperately to get his clothes back. Gohan emerged the victor of the battle, but it seemed that the little dinosaur had gotten the best of Gohan because now there was no way that Gohan could get to school on time.

"Oh no, even if I go Super Saiya-jin, I won't make it on time. But, it'll prevent me from being more late, so I better go Super Saiya-jin." Gohan concentrated his power and raised its level, immediately achieving the first level of a Super Saiya-jin. Quickly folding up his clothes and putting them into his bag, Gohan once again threw his bag over his shoulder and took off, flying at his top speed, hoping to make it to school not too much after the first bell rang. < Luckily for me, mom showed me where Orange Star High School was the other day or else this would be even worse. Still, this is a crappy way to start my first day of school, > Gohan thought as he raced to school.

About 35 minutes later, Gohan landed on the roof of his new school. The moment he landed, he powered down and rushed through the roof door and down the stairs to the first floor. He searched, with no avail, through the first floor for the administration office to get his map and his class schedule, wandering through hallway after hallway. Gohan threw his hands up in the air, feeling ready to tear his own hair out from its roots.

"If only I could...ah there!" Gohan said, spotting a fellow student walking down the hallway. He rushed over to the blonde girl and said, "Excuse me, but do you where I could find the front office." The girl's eyes widened in appreciation as she spotted Gohan.

< Wow, he's really cute, > She thought. < Now, calm down, Stacey, keep your cool. You have a really cute guy talking to you, don't blow it, > Stacey thought.

"Um, yeah," Stacey said, "It's just around the corner." Gohan saw the end of the hallway not 5 feet away from him, so he walked over to the junction and peered down the hallway, immediately spotting the sign that said "Main Office". Turning around to face the girl, Gohan said, "Thanks." Gohan started to walk away when he remembered his manners, so he turned around and walked back over to Stacey.

"Well class, it seems that our new student is running late," the middle-aged teacher sighed, checking the clock. This new homeroom student of his was 5 minutes late, according to his clock.

"That could very well be, Eraser," the teacher said. He paused before saying, "We'll give this new student a couple more minutes before we move on with homeroom." As soon as the words left his mouth, there was a knock on the door. "Come in," the teacher called.

The door opened and a tall teenage boy with black, spiky hair wearing a black shirt and jeans stepped into the classroom. The girls all froze; it was hard not to notice that although his appearance was a little on the thin side, he was really very good-looking.

"Well, come to the front of the class, boy, and introduce yourself." Gohan walked to the front of the class and peered out over his new classmates. Tugging at his collar nervously, Gohan began to speak.

"Well," Gohan said, "I like to read." This comment earned him many snickers from his audience. "And I also like to do martial arts." One guy spoke up.

"There's no way he can do martial arts. He's too wimpy." Gohan glared at the blond guy. < Don't judge a book by its cover. I could kick your butt if I wanted to, you creep, > Gohan thought. No sooner did those thoughts fill his mind did someone else speak the same words in his defense.

"Don't judge a book by its cover. He could kick your butt if he wanted to, Sharpener. And if he couldn't, then I would kick your butt for him." Gohan's eyes rushed to see who had spoken in his defense and his eyes widened when he spotted her.

She was standing up, her fists clenched, and she was glaring at the blond guy. It wasn't her looks that caught her attention, though she was no doubt beautiful, it was her spirit and the strength of her ki. < I think her ki may even be stronger than mom's. God, she's beautiful to boot. I think I'll try to make an effort to get to know her, > Gohan thought.

"Videl, Sharpener," the teacher called out, "Be quiet and take your seats." Turning back to Gohan, he said, "Is there anything else you would like to add?"

"I hope you students all take time to get to know Gohan and make him a part of the Orange Star High School community and to learn a little from him. He was too smart to take the entrance exam for this school and if he had taken them, he would have gotten perfect scores. You could all follow his example and study as hard as he has." Gohan blushed as all eyes fell on him and he quickly ducked into his seat, slouching as if to hide himself from the rest of the class.

After that embarrassing moment, homeroom went off without a hitch and gradually faded into math class. When Gohan saw what the rest of his classmates were doing in math, Gohan immediately became bored. Slowly, from boredom, Gohan nodded off to sleep, his head pillowed on his arms.

Videl heard the soft breathing coming from her left and tuned out the teacher's lecture about the six different trigonometric functions to look over at Gohan, who was fast asleep. Smiling briefly at him, Videl took a moment just to study his face, like she was memorizing it. < I do have to admit, he's not that bad looking, > Videl thought to herself, < But if I don't wake him up soon, Sensei is going to flip. And it's only his first day here. He doesn't need to get in trouble on his first day. >

Videl laid a hand on Gohan's shoulder, shaking him gently. This elicited a small groan from Gohan, followed by, "No, Piccolo, I don't wanna train any more." Videl's brows furrowed slightly as she heard Gohan's quiet words. < Train? Train for what? > Videl thought before she shook him again.

"Psst, Gohan, wake up," Videl whispered, hoping that Gohan would be lucky and the teacher wouldn't notice that he was asleep. Luck just didn't seem to be on Gohan's side that morning.

The teacher turned around to face the class to give the students the homework and noticed that his new student was sleeping. His temper flaring, the teacher called out to Gohan.

"I'm sorry Piccolo. I'll practice the Makankosappo technique with you. Just don't punish me," Gohan yelled, not knowing where he was for a brief moment and still caught up in his dream. This outburst caused some of the students to laugh, but the teacher was fuming.

"I am not this Piccolo person and I don't know what technique you're talking about Son Gohan, but it seems that you woke up just in time for the end of class. I'll let you off this time, seeing how as it's your first day, but don't fall asleep in my class again, do you hear?"

"I understand sir," Gohan mumbled, not believing his outburst. Gohan gathered his bag and rushed out the door, joining the herd of students that was maneuvering through the hallways. Gohan was walking, his head in the clouds, when he heard his name being called.

"I just wanted to formally introduce myself," Videl said as she approached Gohan, "My name's Satan Videl," she said matter-of-factly. Gohan's eyes widened.

"Yup, I'm the daughter of the man who defeated Cell," Videl stated proudly. < If only you knew, > Gohan said to himself. Very few people knew that it was Gohan, not Satan Hercule, who destroyed Cell 6 years before.

"Wow, you must be really smart, Gohan. I don't know anybody our age that learned pre-calculus when they were 12." Gohan scratched his head.

"I don't know. When I was little, I wanted to be a fighter, but now, I guess I want to be a scholar. When I started studying heavily, I was doing it for my mother. My studies were the only thing that kept her mind off of my father's death." Videl hesitated before saying her next words.

"I do too. Come on, I'll show you where it is." Videl walked ahead of him, leaving Gohan to follow. < There's something a little off about him and I don't know what. But I'll find out. It won't be that bad; all I'll have to do is get to know him, which shouldn't be that hard. He seems really nice. Besides, he's pretty good-looking as well. But I will find out what makes him so odd, I swear or my name isn't Satan Videl. >


	LOVES TRIALS 2 The next morning, Gohan woke up with a small, sleepy smile on his face. Propping himself up on one arm, Gohan looked over at the clock, which read 5:45 in the morning, a full 45 minutes before his alarm was set to go off. Gohan looked over towards his window and saw the sun beginning to rise. Lying back down on his back, Gohan stretched, extending his limbs as he loosened up his muscles from their rest. < It's too bad that I had to wake up. I was having this wonderful dream that dad came home. > Gohan sighed as he got out of bed. "I wish dad were here," Gohan said to himself, "He could give me advice about going off to school and fitting in. Dad never had a hard time fitting in wherever he went because he was so comfortable wherever he went." Gohan paused to think about what he had just said. "Or it could be that he didn't care." Gohan shrugged and moved to put on his navy blue gi. < Since I'm up early, I might as well do some warm-up exercises to wake up my body for the day ahead. It couldn't hurt, > Gohan thought as he put on his shoes. Sneaking downstairs, Gohan left the house through the front door, being careful not to wake anyone up. Satisfied at his success of getting out of the house with no hassle, Gohan flew off to a small clearing not far from where his house was. It was a spot that he always used to train at because he was far enough to not do any damage to the house, but close enough to hear Chi-Chi's loud call for whatever meal was being served. After limbering up his body, Gohan moved to start of with push-ups, holding one arm behind his back and pushing himself up and down on one finger. It was more for his balance than his strength because balancing on one finger wasn't the easiest of tasks in the world. Gohan went through various warm-up exercises, waking his body up, before finishing off with a brief meditation session. He was almost finished with his meditation when he heard his mother's voice calling. "GOHAN!! Wherever you are, it's time to eat breakfast!!!" "Ok! Coming mom!" Gohan stood up and brushed off his gi. "And I was just finishing up too. She could have waited a couple more minutes." Gohan rushed back to his house and burst through the front door, whereupon the smell of his mother's cooking hit him full force. He turned the corner to enter the kitchen and found that the table was covered in food, more than enough to satisfy his Saiya-jin appetite. "Wow mom, you outdid yourself this time." Chi-Chi giggled. "Oh, nonsense Gohan. This is your first day of school and you deserve a big, hearty meal." Gohan smiled at his mother. "Thanks mom, this means a lot to me. You know, letting me go to school and all." Chi-Chi walked over to her son and put her hand on his arm. "Well, to be honest with you Gohan, I've noticed that over the years, you've become less and less happy. You're truly happy when you're around other people and I've noticed that when we go out shopping for, that you always look at crowds of kids your own age with this longing look on your face. And then I realize that I haven't been fair to you. I've spent so long building up your intelligence that I forgot to build up your social skills. I know you're smart enough, but I also think that you deserve to have friends too." Gohan stared speechlessly at his mother. Was he hearing the words that were coming out of her mouth? "Mom? Are you serious? Did you say what I think you just said?" Chi-Chi nodded. Gohan smiled and pulled his mother into a hug. "Mom, you're the best," Gohan smiled. Chi-Chi sniffed back a tear and pulled away to look at her son. "Well, Gohan, you better eat your breakfast before it gets cold. And hurry up. You need a bath. Were you training this morning?" Chi-Chi asked with one eyebrow raised suspiciously and a smile on her face. "Yeah, mom, I was. You know, to wake up my body." Gohan sat down at the table and began eating the food that Chi-Chi had prepared for him. Once the half Saiya-jin had finished his meal, he rushed over to the bathhouse and hurried to wash up so he could get dressed and be on his way to school. As he scrubbed his arms, Gohan realized something. "What am I going to do for lunch?" The teenage warrior was worried because of the amount of food that it took to quench his hunger. His mind mulled over the situation while he bathed and he was still thinking about it as he got out, wrapped a towel around his waist, and walked up to his room to get dressed. Gohan got dressed and walked downstairs, ready to ask his mom the question. But, the moment Chi-Chi caught sight of Gohan, all questions from Gohan were out of the question. "Oh, Gohan, you look so nice. Turn around, let me see." Gohan did as instructed, showing his mother the pressed khakis and white button down shirt that she had picked out for him. "Gohan, you look so handsome. I bet all of the girls at school are going to go crazy over you." Gohan blushed and laughed uncomfortably. "Right mom, sure." Remembering his question, Gohan spoke up again. "Hey mom, what am I going to do about lunch and how am I going to carry so much food to school?" Chi-Chi smiled; she had just the solution. Walking over to the kitchen counter and pulling out a small capsule, Chi-Chi said, "Gohan here's your lunch." Gohan held out his hand as his mother placed the small capsule in his hand. "This...is my lunch?" Gohan asked incredulously, his voice rising to a squeak. "Before you object completely, let me explain. I had Bulma create a capsule that holds a 20-foot long table, all of it full of food. So you can carry a lunch that's big enough to sate your appetite, but fits in your bag." Gohan gasped at the invention. "Wow! Bulma is a genius. I'll have to thank her the next time I see her." Gohan looked over at the clock, which read 7:05. "Oh God, I have go or I'll be late." Giving Chi-Chi a quick kiss on the cheek, Gohan said, "Bye mom, I'll see you when I get home." Gohan pocketed the capsule, threw his bag over his shoulder, and rushed out the door, taking to the air naturally. "Bye Gohan! Have a good day at school!" Gohan heard Chi-Chi yell after him and he turned back, giving his mother a wave. Chi-Chi sighed. "My son, off to school. One day, he's going to turn into a scholar. I just know it." * After about 5 minutes of flying, Gohan landed on the ground, surrounded by trees. "Good, now I can change my clothes." Putting his bag on the ground, Gohan took out the clothes he planned on wearing that day: a pair of jeans and an oversized black button up shirt. Gohan undressed in the middle of the woods, throwing his clothes to the ground, and put on the jeans and the black shirt. When he turned around to fold up his other outfit, he found it nowhere to be seen. "Oh no," Gohan grumbled, "Why did this have to happen to me?" His eyes quickly scanning the area, he found the culprit. He sighed in frustration as he spotted a little yellow dinosaur with his khakis and white shirt in its mouth. "Get back here!" Gohan said, diving for the small creature. The small dinosaur cleverly evaded his grasp, hopping up to a tree, beginning the chase. "Hey, come on little guy, give me back my clothes!" Gohan said to the dinosaur. He jumped up into the air to grab the dinosaur from its perch on a branch, but the dinosaur seemed to anticipate it and moved out of the way. "God," Gohan said, watching the dinosaur move to another branch, "For such a small creature, you sure are fast." For the next 20 minutes, Gohan chased the little creature around the wood, trying desperately to get his clothes back. Gohan emerged the victor of the battle, but it seemed that the little dinosaur had gotten the best of Gohan because now there was no way that Gohan could get to school on time. "Oh no, even if I go Super Saiya-jin, I won't make it on time. But, it'll prevent me from being more late, so I better go Super Saiya-jin." Gohan concentrated his power and raised its level, immediately achieving the first level of a Super Saiya-jin. Quickly folding up his clothes and putting them into his bag, Gohan once again threw his bag over his shoulder and took off, flying at his top speed, hoping to make it to school not too much after the first bell rang. < Luckily for me, mom showed me where Orange Star High School was the other day or else this would be even worse. Still, this is a crappy way to start my first day of school, > Gohan thought as he raced to school. About 35 minutes later, Gohan landed on the roof of his new school. The moment he landed, he powered down and rushed through the roof door and down the stairs to the first floor. He searched, with no avail, through the first floor for the administration office to get his map and his class schedule, wandering through hallway after hallway. Gohan threw his hands up in the air, feeling ready to tear his own hair out from its roots. "If only I could...ah there!" Gohan said, spotting a fellow student walking down the hallway. He rushed over to the blonde girl and said, "Excuse me, but do you where I could find the front office." The girl's eyes widened in appreciation as she spotted Gohan. < Wow, he's really cute, > She thought. < Now, calm down, Stacey, keep your cool. You have a really cute guy talking to you, don't blow it, > Stacey thought. "Um, yeah," Stacey said, "It's just around the corner." Gohan saw the end of the hallway not 5 feet away from him, so he walked over to the junction and peered down the hallway, immediately spotting the sign that said "Main Office". Turning around to face the girl, Gohan said, "Thanks." Gohan started to walk away when he remembered his manners, so he turned around and walked back over to Stacey. "Oh, by the way, my name's Gohan. It was nice to meet you." "My name's Stacey, it's a pleasure." Gohan smiled. "Well, I guess I'll see you later," he said before disappearing down the hallway. Stacey smiled and went on her way back to class. * "Well class, it seems that our new student is running late," the middle-aged teacher sighed, checking the clock. This new homeroom student of his was 5 minutes late, according to his clock. "Maybe he's having a hard time finding his way around," Eraser said, propping her elbows up on the desk. "That could very well be, Eraser," the teacher said. He paused before saying, "We'll give this new student a couple more minutes before we move on with homeroom." As soon as the words left his mouth, there was a knock on the door. "Come in," the teacher called. The door opened and a tall teenage boy with black, spiky hair wearing a black shirt and jeans stepped into the classroom. The girls all froze; it was hard not to notice that although his appearance was a little on the thin side, he was really very good-looking. "Well, come to the front of the class, boy, and introduce yourself." Gohan walked to the front of the class and peered out over his new classmates. Tugging at his collar nervously, Gohan began to speak. "Well, my name is Son Gohan." The teacher smiled. "Tell us a little bit about yourself, Gohan, so we can get to know you," the teacher said with a smile on his face. "Well," Gohan said, "I like to read." This comment earned him many snickers from his audience. "And I also like to do martial arts." One guy spoke up. "There's no way he can do martial arts. He's too wimpy." Gohan glared at the blond guy. < Don't judge a book by its cover. I could kick your butt if I wanted to, you creep, > Gohan thought. No sooner did those thoughts fill his mind did someone else speak the same words in his defense. "Don't judge a book by its cover. He could kick your butt if he wanted to, Sharpener. And if he couldn't, then I would kick your butt for him." Gohan's eyes rushed to see who had spoken in his defense and his eyes widened when he spotted her. She was standing up, her fists clenched, and she was glaring at the blond guy. It wasn't her looks that caught her attention, though she was no doubt beautiful, it was her spirit and the strength of her ki. < I think her ki may even be stronger than mom's. God, she's beautiful to boot. I think I'll try to make an effort to get to know her, > Gohan thought. "Videl, Sharpener," the teacher called out, "Be quiet and take your seats." Turning back to Gohan, he said, "Is there anything else you would like to add?" "Um, no sir, there isn't." The teacher nodded. "Well, then, take a seat." "Where?" Gohan asked. The male teacher scanned the rows of seats before spotting one. "How about next to Videl up there." Gohan was smiling inside. "Ok, sir," Gohan said, moving to take his seat next to Videl. As Gohan hurried to sit down, the teacher spoke up. "I hope you students all take time to get to know Gohan and make him a part of the Orange Star High School community and to learn a little from him. He was too smart to take the entrance exam for this school and if he had taken them, he would have gotten perfect scores. You could all follow his example and study as hard as he has." Gohan blushed as all eyes fell on him and he quickly ducked into his seat, slouching as if to hide himself from the rest of the class. After that embarrassing moment, homeroom went off without a hitch and gradually faded into math class. When Gohan saw what the rest of his classmates were doing in math, Gohan immediately became bored. Slowly, from boredom, Gohan nodded off to sleep, his head pillowed on his arms. Videl heard the soft breathing coming from her left and tuned out the teacher's lecture about the six different trigonometric functions to look over at Gohan, who was fast asleep. Smiling briefly at him, Videl took a moment just to study his face, like she was memorizing it. < I do have to admit, he's not that bad looking, > Videl thought to herself, < But if I don't wake him up soon, Sensei is going to flip. And it's only his first day here. He doesn't need to get in trouble on his first day. > Videl laid a hand on Gohan's shoulder, shaking him gently. This elicited a small groan from Gohan, followed by, "No, Piccolo, I don't wanna train any more." Videl's brows furrowed slightly as she heard Gohan's quiet words. < Train? Train for what? > Videl thought before she shook him again. "Psst, Gohan, wake up," Videl whispered, hoping that Gohan would be lucky and the teacher wouldn't notice that he was asleep. Luck just didn't seem to be on Gohan's side that morning. The teacher turned around to face the class to give the students the homework and noticed that his new student was sleeping. His temper flaring, the teacher called out to Gohan. "GOHAN!" the teacher yelled. Gohan shot up. "I'm sorry Piccolo. I'll practice the Makankosappo technique with you. Just don't punish me," Gohan yelled, not knowing where he was for a brief moment and still caught up in his dream. This outburst caused some of the students to laugh, but the teacher was fuming. "I am not this Piccolo person and I don't know what technique you're talking about Son Gohan, but it seems that you woke up just in time for the end of class. I'll let you off this time, seeing how as it's your first day, but don't fall asleep in my class again, do you hear?" "I understand sir," Gohan mumbled, not believing his outburst. Gohan gathered his bag and rushed out the door, joining the herd of students that was maneuvering through the hallways. Gohan was walking, his head in the clouds, when he heard his name being called. "Hey, Gohan, wait up!" Gohan turned around to find Videl rushing to catch up to him. Gohan smiled and stopped walking. "Oh, hey. Did you want something?" Gohan asked, curiosity seeping into his voice. "I just wanted to formally introduce myself," Videl said as she approached Gohan, "My name's Satan Videl," she said matter-of-factly. Gohan's eyes widened. "Satan? Like Satan Hercule?" Videl nodded. "Yup, I'm the daughter of the man who defeated Cell," Videl stated proudly. < If only you knew, > Gohan said to himself. Very few people knew that it was Gohan, not Satan Hercule, who destroyed Cell 6 years before. Videl noticed that Gohan wasn't very comfortable with the subject of Cell, so she moved onto a different one. "So, why did you fall asleep in the middle of class?" Gohan's mood immediately brightened. "Oh, I already learned that math," Gohan stated as the two started walking down the hallway. "When?" Videl questioned, wanting to know exactly how smart Gohan was. "Oh, when I was 12." "When were you 12?" Videl exclaimed. Gohan smirked. "What, is there an echo in here or something?" Videl ignored Gohan's quip. "Wow, you must be really smart, Gohan. I don't know anybody our age that learned pre-calculus when they were 12." Gohan scratched his head. "Yeah, well, my mom made me learn it. She's wanted me to be a scholar for as long as I can remember." The two turned a corner. "Do you want to be a scholar?" Videl asked. "I don't know. When I was little, I wanted to be a fighter, but now, I guess I want to be a scholar. When I started studying heavily, I was doing it for my mother. My studies were the only thing that kept her mind off of my father's death." Videl hesitated before saying her next words. "When did your father die?" she asked quietly. "On May 26th six years ago," Gohan said solemnly. "That's the day of the Cell Games. Did your dad compete in the Cell Games, Gohan?" Gohan lied and shook his head. "Well, then how did he die?" "He was killed," Gohan stated simply, his voice slightly higher than a whisper. "Oh," Videl whispered. < I need to get our conversation off of this depressing topic, > Videl said to herself. "So," Videl said slowly, "What class do you have next?" "I don't know; let's check." Gohan pulled his class schedule out of his pocket and looked it over. "I have history. What about you Videl?" Videl gave Gohan a smile. "I do too. Come on, I'll show you where it is." Videl walked ahead of him, leaving Gohan to follow. < There's something a little off about him and I don't know what. But I'll find out. It won't be that bad; all I'll have to do is get to know him, which shouldn't be that hard. He seems really nice. Besides, he's pretty good-looking as well. But I will find out what makes him so odd, I swear or my name isn't Satan Videl. > Next chapter