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The Game

*~The Game~*

A week had past and nothing had really changed. Trunks was still pissed at Goten and Bra was slowly persuading Pan to talk to people on Matchme. But Pan had a stubborn personality and only would write her poetry on the website.

"You know, you're going to end up alone with fifty cats," Bra pointed out as she stretched out on Pan's bed.

The raven haired girl rolled her eyes and continued to type. "I'm content with that, I love cats."

Bra furrowed her brows and grunted. Pan and her were poplar opposites. Bra was outgoing while Pan liked to keep to herself especially in school. Bra love being outdoors, Pan just wanted to be locked in her room with her laptop. The only thing they had in common was that they were both aggressive due to their saiyan genes. How they became best friends was a question they both wondered at times.

Ten minutes went by, but to Bra it felt like another hour. She had finally had enough boredom and walked over to Pan and slammed her laptop shut.

"Hey!" The brunette protested.

"We're going to the mall to buy you new clothes," Bra stated in a firm tone.

"Can I bring my laptop?" Pan asked with a toothy smile.

Bra growled and slapped her friend on the head.

"It was just a question," She whined.

...

Much to Pan's dismay, shopping lasted two hours. All she wanted to do was go home and write. But for some strange reason Bra didn't want her to. What was so bad about staying inside all day and doing something educational. What did Bra want her to do, sleep around, do drugs, and party?

"So anyways I was thinking of going to Britain," Bra revealed.

Pan raised an eyebrow as she put another spoonful of frozen yogurt in her mouth. "Why?"

"Because, the Britain boys are so hot now and their teeth are straight," the heiress answered.

"What about my brother?" Pan questioned.

Bra snapped her spoon in half and grunted. "He has Valese. You know what confuses me. What does she have that I don't? She's half retarted for Kami sake!"

Pan looked over Bra's shoulder and smirked. "Speaking of Valese, there she is, with Marron."

Bra turned her head around and narrowed her eyes at the auburn hair woman. "Now she's trying to take my friends."

"Stop being mean B. She's actually pretty nice when you get to know her," Pan instead.

The Saiyan Princess slowly turned her head around, twitching her eye as well which sent chills up Pan's spine. "Y-You talked to her?"

Pan nodded.

"Traitor!" Bra hissed. "We've been besties since you wear born! And you befriend my arch nemesis! You have dishonored your family name!"

"Bra, Pan!" Marron called, waving her hand in the air.

"Fuck, I hope Valese doesn't come," Bra muttered. "Marron! Hey girl!"

The blonde and brunette walked over to the girls. They looked like they stepped out a magazine that was worth a billion dollars. Marron was clad in a Versace giraffe black and white printed dress and the watch to match with metallic fringed sandals with a stiletto heel.

Valese on the other hand wore Armani. It look like a simple dark blue dress (-.- that cost 700$) that reached her mid thigh with a leather jacket and black heels. Bra mentally scoffed as she looked at her, 'I'm still smarterand richer than her, she probably sells her body to get those clothes."