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Fanfic: Im Internat (Trunks Schulleben) und seine grosse Liebe (Simone)
Chapter: In boarding school (Trunks school life) and his great love (Simone)
I've got an idea ...... I'll do a new FF. Out of my head ...
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It was time again. The horror of the world, the hardcore school, would begin again. The times of horror and torment. Would you ever find out again?
Trunks had to sigh. He was now 14 years old and was supposed to go to a Swiss boarding school (they're famous ... and I'm Swiss!). The first year of school away from his family. His father, Vegeta, didn't approve of that at all in the beginning. He didn't want his son to be a wimp like Gohan did after the Cell Games. Bulma, his mother, thought it was a good idea. Finally, she and Vegeta had some time to themselves. This allowed them to devote a little more to family planning.
He packed his clothes in a large suitcase, which immediately disappeared into a Hoi-Poi capsule. Trunks lay down on his bed and crossed his arms.Son-Goten wouldn't come to boarding school with me. His best friend was allowed to fish and attend Orange Star High School. `Life is so unfair! 'Trunks thought, frowning. It would start tomorrow. Far out into an unknown world. But not that unknown either. He had already flown over Switzerland a couple of times and he had a couple of dates in the beautiful mountains. The boarding school was also quite isolated from the environment. But that should form the character. He was inconclusive. Should he be happy or not? `No matter. Better 1 year in boarding school than a face full of wasps` (quote from my grandfather: Liäber there als e Schnörrä fullä Weschpi!) Trunks had to put up with it.
The next day:
Trunks got dressed and went to the breakfast table, which was always lavishly furnished. He wouldn't see his sick parents again for a year. Inwardly, he was looking forward to it. Outwardly, of course, he had to show that he didn't give a shit about school and that he wasn't looking forward to it.Otherwise his mother would immediately take the thermometer out of the medicine cabinet and feel his forehead to see if everything was okay. He had a feeling in the stomach area. Trunks knew something was going to happen there that would change his whole life. But what only? Bad school grades that kept him from becoming the director of Capsule Corporation? Or maybe the love of his life?
It was time to leave. He said goodbye to his parents and friends and flew away.
Shortly afterwards he had reached boarding school. It was nice, it was like a castle. With the pointed turrets and the moat. Really idyllic, he had to admit.
Trunks landed. Faces stared at him. How the piccolo could he fly again? Only someone didn't care at all. It was very natural for her. Trunks wondered who it was.
She was pretty, he thought. With her blue eyes that were like his.Her blonde hair was curly and came down to her bum. An angelic apparition.
He had come in time. A reception committee would greet and assign all students. Trunks had learned that there would be a person for every letter in every class, and that each class had its own compartment in the boarding school. He knew he was in the 2g. The class list was read.
"Andrea!" (Girl)
"Brocoli!" (Boy)
"Conny!" (Girl)
"Dark!" (Boy)
"Emilia!" (Girl)
"Fernando!" (Boy)
"Guy!" (Boy)
"Heather!" (Girl)
"Ida!" (Girl)
"Jonny!" (Boy)
"Kia!" (Girl)
"Lars!" (Boy)
Trunks almost fell asleep. And the girls didn't look very good.
"Michi!" (Girl)
"Nicola!" (Boy)
"Onia!" "(Girl)
'Oh Dende! When is it finally my turn? "Trunks got very nervous from the long wait.
"Phasit!" (Boy)
"Queni!" (Girl)
"Raffi!" (Boy)
"Simone!" (Girl)
Trunks listened. Soon it would be his turn. The girl with the blond, curly hair stepped out of the crowd. He was happy that she would be in the same class. He thus had the chance to get to know her better.
Simone received her books and went to her classmates.
"Trunks!" (Boy)
Trunks walked out of the crowd as soon as his name was called. Glances followed him again. 'What do they have? Trunks wondered, but couldn't see anything strange about himself. (Trunks! Your purple hair !!)
He soon joined his classmates and kept glancing at Simone. There was something mysterious about her.
"Uschi!" (Girl)
"Veton!" (Boy)
"Witch!" (Girl)
"Xavier!" (Boy)
Simone noticed that this Trunks always looked at her from the side.She knew who he was. He was a half-Saiyan. Even the son of Prince Vegeta, the son of King Vegeta, the ruler of the former planet Vegeta, from which you ................
Their flow of thoughts was interrupted. The speaker announced the last students.
"Yelly!" (Girl)
"Zandro!" (Boy)
A prefect led class 2g into their chambers. Everyone had their own room, which everyone appreciated. There they had to put their closets in their closets and take their school supplies. The hard everyday life began immediately.
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And?? I expect a lot of comments, as this is the first FF in which I appear myself. Exactly, I am Simone.
Bye, Bulma888
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It was time again. The horror of the world, the hardcore school, would begin again. The times of horror and torment. Would you ever find out again?
Trunks had to sigh. He was now 14 years old and was supposed to go to a Swiss boarding school (they're famous ... and I'm Swiss!). The first year of school away from his family. His father, Vegeta, didn't approve of that at all in the beginning. He didn't want his son to be a wimp like Gohan did after the Cell Games. Bulma, his mother, thought it was a good idea. Finally, she and Vegeta had some time to themselves. This allowed them to devote a little more to family planning.
He packed his clothes in a large suitcase, which immediately disappeared into a Hoi-Poi capsule. Trunks lay down on his bed and crossed his arms.Son-Goten wouldn't come to boarding school with me. His best friend was allowed to fish and attend Orange Star High School. `Life is so unfair! 'Trunks thought, frowning. It would start tomorrow. Far out into an unknown world. But not that unknown either. He had already flown over Switzerland a couple of times and he had a couple of dates in the beautiful mountains. The boarding school was also quite isolated from the environment. But that should form the character. He was inconclusive. Should he be happy or not? `No matter. Better 1 year in boarding school than a face full of wasps` (quote from my grandfather: Liäber there als e Schnörrä fullä Weschpi!) Trunks had to put up with it.
The next day:
Trunks got dressed and went to the breakfast table, which was always lavishly furnished. He wouldn't see his sick parents again for a year. Inwardly, he was looking forward to it. Outwardly, of course, he had to show that he didn't give a shit about school and that he wasn't looking forward to it.Otherwise his mother would immediately take the thermometer out of the medicine cabinet and feel his forehead to see if everything was okay. He had a feeling in the stomach area. Trunks knew something was going to happen there that would change his whole life. But what only? Bad school grades that kept him from becoming the director of Capsule Corporation? Or maybe the love of his life?
It was time to leave. He said goodbye to his parents and friends and flew away.
Shortly afterwards he had reached boarding school. It was nice, it was like a castle. With the pointed turrets and the moat. Really idyllic, he had to admit.
Trunks landed. Faces stared at him. How the piccolo could he fly again? Only someone didn't care at all. It was very natural for her. Trunks wondered who it was.
She was pretty, he thought. With her blue eyes that were like his.Her blonde hair was curly and came down to her bum. An angelic apparition.
He had come in time. A reception committee would greet and assign all students. Trunks had learned that there would be a person for every letter in every class, and that each class had its own compartment in the boarding school. He knew he was in the 2g. The class list was read.
"Andrea!" (Girl)
"Brocoli!" (Boy)
"Conny!" (Girl)
"Dark!" (Boy)
"Emilia!" (Girl)
"Fernando!" (Boy)
"Guy!" (Boy)
"Heather!" (Girl)
"Ida!" (Girl)
"Jonny!" (Boy)
"Kia!" (Girl)
"Lars!" (Boy)
Trunks almost fell asleep. And the girls didn't look very good.
"Michi!" (Girl)
"Nicola!" (Boy)
"Onia!" "(Girl)
'Oh Dende! When is it finally my turn? "Trunks got very nervous from the long wait.
"Phasit!" (Boy)
"Queni!" (Girl)
"Raffi!" (Boy)
"Simone!" (Girl)
Trunks listened. Soon it would be his turn. The girl with the blond, curly hair stepped out of the crowd. He was happy that she would be in the same class. He thus had the chance to get to know her better.
Simone received her books and went to her classmates.
"Trunks!" (Boy)
Trunks walked out of the crowd as soon as his name was called. Glances followed him again. 'What do they have? Trunks wondered, but couldn't see anything strange about himself. (Trunks! Your purple hair !!)
He soon joined his classmates and kept glancing at Simone. There was something mysterious about her.
"Uschi!" (Girl)
"Veton!" (Boy)
"Witch!" (Girl)
"Xavier!" (Boy)
Simone noticed that this Trunks always looked at her from the side.She knew who he was. He was a half-Saiyan. Even the son of Prince Vegeta, the son of King Vegeta, the ruler of the former planet Vegeta, from which you ................
Their flow of thoughts was interrupted. The speaker announced the last students.
"Yelly!" (Girl)
"Zandro!" (Boy)
A prefect led class 2g into their chambers. Everyone had their own room, which everyone appreciated. There they had to put their closets in their closets and take their school supplies. The hard everyday life began immediately.
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And?? I expect a lot of comments, as this is the first FF in which I appear myself. Exactly, I am Simone.
Bye, Bulma888