How To Be A Heartbreaker (DBZ)

Meet The Charmer

Charm is the key, master it and everything you can get anything. You'll never risk heartbreak again too! It's real win-lose situation, and you'll always march out victorious! Marron Chestnut's the name, and heartbreak is her game. The girl blew up a storm in every town and had all the men on their hands and knees. She hadn't always played the role of the female enticer. She once was a young stupid girl being heartbroken by boys throughout all of high school. After she graduated she took it upon herself to become the ultimate heartbreaker, irresistible and charming. No siree Marron Chestnut will never return to the lovelorn princess life again!

Currently she had a hand on her waist and a pair of hazel eyes staring her down as her hips swayed in her leather skater-skirt. Cherry-colored lips shone under the dim lights as an evil glint gleamed in her cerulean eyes. She couldn't help the smirk from appearing but it did. Dropping a kiss on his pale white cheeks she made sure for it to leave glossy red-stain and only grinned kittenishly afterwords. "So big boy, you having fun?" She asked dampening her lip just a bit.

The blonde twirled her hair childishly as the man glared her down with a lustful nod. His eyes mostly focused on leather-black crop top she was sporting. With a cute little smile she pulled him by his jacket but paused momentarily opening the door behind him. "Buh-bye." With that she slammed the door right in the guys face. You see she was simply showing the man she didn't belong to him, she didn't belong to anyone but herself. The thought of being 'owned' was repulsive enough for the blue-eyed charm.

That's the path that leads to the inevitable female sob story...being owned by a man! Ridiculous...it was ludicrous, completely and utterly terrible! Hearing his loud whines and complaints was annoyance enough. A man so pitiful wasn't worth her time either. With one final flirty wave from the window she shut off the lights sinking back into the dark. But as your reputation grows throughout town the more you'll have to flee, and for Marron the time was now.

Marron learned that the hard way. Her next destination was a familiar town; West City where her heart wrecked for the first time. Now she's back to claim her crown as the heartbreaker. The best thing was she was a completely different person than she was as a petty teen. She herself considered she was unrecognizable. The modern female fatale is pretty accurate when it comes to herself in general. The best part was she already knew who her first victim was, he who broke her lightweight self to a trillion pieces. He would have to now experience her pain and she would stop at nothing! Eventually the whining had ceased to its miserable end. Ah, so foolish are the boys in this world.

She felt a bit of a hoarders having all this useless junk several of the males who piqued their interests on her have bestowed on her footsteps, how sad. A swift change of clothes she slipped into a more comfortable outfit. Rummaging through her drawers she found the awful amount of chocolates and crippled up red and pink roses. Yet she, detested roses. Why did she detest roses? Her first heartbreak had showered her with roses. She had enough rose petals to stuff in a mattress. How terribly had she loathed him. How could she be so damn simple-minded as to think your first love could truly last. It's a one in a million chance.

With a sad smile she zipped up her bags with all her clothes messily thrown in. She always made her departures as quiet and unknown as possible. People even think she died, it makes it easier for her not to come back and face the fools. Picking up the abundant amount of flowers she tossed them into the fireplace letting them burn into ash and dust. That's it she's done away with the hoard of roses piling up in her room.

It was tradition every time she moved to burn the painful memories, and so she did. With a firm grip on her bags she left her house bare as it was when she first walked into it. Hopping into the cab she had requested earlier she sped off to the airport where she half-expected her little to no friends in this town to show up for her departure. Although it's made painfully obvious it was the complete opposite.