Chapter: Love or not - Part 2

Love or not
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So here would be part 2:
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'Am I crazy now, or why am I thinking of him now?'
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Son-Goten got her out of her thoughts: "Well then, see you tomorrow, my darling." "Bye." Bra smiled at him as if nothing was wrong.
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"Bye." Son-Goten flew away. Bra stood there for a while and thought about what I had just said. What was the matter with her? Why was she thinking of Brad while kissing Goten? She did love him. Something like this had never happened to her before. But maybe that was just an exception and something like that would never happen again. It was true, this Brad didn't look bad, but that didn't mean anything. After all, her brother didn't look bad either, she thought.
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With slow steps she went back into the house. Since she was still not quite sure what was wrong with her, she decided to stay away from the training ground in the near future so as not to see Brad.<br />
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When she went to bed later, she no longer thought about it. She was so tired that she fell asleep in no time.
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And the next morning at school she didn't have time to think about it either, as the teachers didn't give her time to think about anything other than the subject matter.
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But after lunch, when Bra helped her mother to clear the table, it was all over again, thanks to Bulma: "Could you do something for me this afternoon?" "Sure, what?" "Mister Coats gets another copy of one Contract from me. Could you bring it to him? "" Can't you do it yourself? "" No, I'm far too busy in the workshop. "" And what about Trunks? "" He's training with his father . What have you got? Don't stand in line and bring it over for a moment. Yesterday you were really excited when you were able to go to the training of your favorite players. "" It's okay, I'll go. "So that's it. Yesterday she had made up her mind not to go in the next few days and now she had to.Well, maybe she was lucky too. All she had to do was give something to the manager. That happened very quickly. How big was the chance of running into the players, after all, they were training.
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So two hours later, with the copy in hand, she made her way to the training ground. Since it was flying, it was there a few seconds later. She walked quickly to the manager's office and handed the copy over. "My mother didn't have time. Too much work. That's why she sent me to bring you this." "Thank you very much." Mister Coats accompanied Bra to the door, "I hope you'll come by again in the next few days, Miss Briefs. The boys will be happy when a nice guy comes to visit them. "" I think so. Well then, goodbye. "Bra wanted to leave as soon as possible. But when she was about to turn at the corner of the house, she ran into someone.
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"Oh, sorry. Did you hurt yourself?"" No, no, everything is fine. "When Bra looked up to see who she'd bumped into, she was shocked. She looked straight into Brad's dark brown eyes (he was taller than her).
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“Can I still take you to a Coke as compensation?” “Don't you have to exercise?” “No.” Brad showed her his finger, which was wrapped in a bandage, “I sprained my finger when the ball awkwardly You can see again that the goalkeeper gloves do not protect against everything either. So what happens now? "
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Bra didn't know what to say. She didn't want to have a drink with him, but she couldn't turn him down that easily either. "Well ... well."
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Reluctantly, she followed him into the clubhouse and sat at a table while he went to get two cokes. Why did she have to bump into him now, when she wanted to avoid him? And now he was sitting next to her and she didn't know what to do.It had been a mistake to come here with him after all.
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"What's wrong with you? You look so thoughtful?" "Hm ......... oh nothing." "What actually brings you here?" "I had to bring something from my mother." "Brad took his Coke and took a sip. She eyed him secretly from the side. Somehow, whether she wanted it or not, she felt comfortable around him. 'Damn it, what's the matter with me? 'She nervously took a few sips of her Coke. She wished it was already empty and she could go home.
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"Didn't your friends want to come with you today or why are you here alone?" Brad looked at her, right in the eye. Bra quickly looked again at the glass in front of her. "They didn't have time. Son-Goten and Pan don't live here, so they don't even know that I'm here and my brother trains with my father." "Really, what does he train?" "Martial arts."
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After an hour that seemed endless to Bra, they both ran out of Coke and left the clubhouse.<br />
"Well, I'll go then. Bye." Bra wanted to go, but Brad held her arm back. "Wait. Are you coming back tomorrow?" "I ..... I don't know. It depends on whether I have time." "Well then, maybe see you tomorrow." Brad kissed Bra on the cheek and left to the training ground where the others were still busy training.
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Bra just stood there. Slowly her hand went to her cheek, which seemed to be glowing. Why did he just do that? Why did he just give her such a kiss? Did that mean something?
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During the whole flight home (this time it took longer because she was flying slower) she had to think about the kiss. His lips, they were so delicate. 'Damn it, what am I thinking of? I have to get him out of my head somehow. '
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When she landed at home and wanted to go to the front door, Son-Goten came towards her. "There you are at last. I've been waiting for you for half an hour. What have you been doing for so long?Submitting a note (he knows from Bulma) can't take that long. "" When I was about to leave, I bumped into Brad. We talked for another hour. "Bra wanted to go past Son-Goten into the house, but he held her back." Is anything? Are you so weird? "
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Bra felt caught. She couldn't tell him Brad had kissed her if it was only on the cheek. "Um ....... no, no, everything is fine. I'm just a little tired. Come on, let's go to my room and watch a movie comfortably." Bra went into the house and towards her room. Son-Goten followed suspiciously. He didn't believe her that she was tired. Something had happened, he could feel it. But what?
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sequel follows
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So, that would end part 2. It's just got a little shorter, but I wanted to stop at this point.
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See you soon,
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Chichi16
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