What If I Told You I'm From Space?

Everything Was Fine...

How do I begin?...

Hello, my name is Celton. I'm a 17 year old teenager attending Orange Star High School. I'm just a normal teenager with normal problems. I go to school, I mind myself well, and I keep to myself. Sure I don't make any friends, but I have enough of friends outside of school. Yup, just a totally normal kid.
     "Focus Celton!" Gohan yelled. I refocused just in time to block a swinging kick from him.
     "I'm focused," I said cockily. I pushed back against his shin and swung a counter attack with my own foot. The ground under foot shattered in a spiderweb of cracks as Gohan dodged.
     "Doesn't look like it," he smirked back. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I'm not from Earth. I'm a Saiyan, an alien from space. Only my lineage is a secret to everyone except for Gohan and his family, mostly because he's a Saiyan too. I advanced on Gohan and started trying to force an opening in his defense with rapid fists and random kicks. Gohan was an expert compared to me, even if he detested fighting. Saiyans are a warrior race to their core, but unlike me, Gohan is only half Saiyan. His mother is a human and his father was the greatest Saiyan of all, Son Goku.
     "Don't get too aggressive," Gohan instructed. I swung a kick that Gohan ended up dodging, before his elbow jammed into my abdomen. I sputtered as I fell to the ground, but as Gohan went to swing his heel down to me I was able to trip him up. I capitalized on the advantage and rolled over him and held my fist mere inches from his face.
     "Seems to have worked fine," I said. Gohan smirked before suddenly I was the one on my back with his fist in my face.
     "Never let your opponent have a moment to breathe," Gohan said.
     "Boys! It's time for lunch!" We heard from Gohan's home. I looked back and could see his mother standing outside waving to us. Gohan helped me up and we took off running back to the house. Chi Chi was the closest person I had to a mother, and she had let me stay with her, Gohan and his brother Goten. As long as I was in school of course. We ran inside and sat down for the ramen and tonkatsu she had made us all for lunch. As I practically inhaled the mountain of food before me, Gohan matched me bite for bite. We'd lived like this now for seven years. Seven years of peace and in all that time, we've never let our secret slip to anyone. Everything was just fine....

...until I met her.