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Fanfic: Eine wie keine!

Chapter: One like none!

Hi Guys,


So now I'm trying to write a longer story. It should be exciting and exciting, but also romantic. I hope I can write the story the way I imagine it. At the moment I can't say myself how everything will end. We will see. And now enjoy reading.




It was Friday afternoon. Trunks strolled through the western capital, ignorant of what to do. "My God, it really sucks. Son-Goten is under house arrest again and my friend, the stupid cow, left me on Monday when she came home from vacation. And that only because of some suntanned slime. What does he have what I do not have? Just because he plays in such a soap opera, he is far from better than others. "Trunks looked dreamily at the loss of his girlfriend, with whom he was finally together for six months Sky. He walked slowly towards an intersection.And then it happened. He bumped into someone. Trunks was lying on the floor and didn't quite understand what had happened, only that he was rudely torn from his daydreams. Finally he got up again and saw who he had actually bumped into. A slim girl sat in front of him. Her long, blonde hair did not come into its own because it was strictly braided.


Trunks just wanted to apologize, but he never got around to it. "Can't you watch out! You probably don't have eyes in your head, do you!" the girl yelled at him. Trunks was completely surprised to hear that from the somewhat petite-looking girl in front of him. He no longer understood the world. "Exc ... Sorry. But ..." "Oh, shut up. Next time you better take a look where you're going."


The girl hurriedly picked up her books that were strewn on the floor. Trunks had meanwhile got up and wanted to help the girl get up.But she just claps his hand angrily. "I don't need any help. I can manage on my own." With an angry face she got up and walked past Trunks. This stood there completely perplexed. What kind of weird girl was that? Trunks watched her go. with hasty steps she ran away. The brown skirt of her school uniform strolled back and forth. And then she disappeared around the next corner. While Trunks was finally on the wagon home, the girl leaned sadly against a wall.


She was standing in an alley. The hectic city life ran past her. Slowly she slid down the wall and sat down. She started crying. "Why do I always have to react so bitchy? Why am I always so uncomfortable with other people. So I'll be forever lonely. Mom, Dad, I miss you. I've lived alone in our apartment since David (her brother) studied. Sniff." ..I feel so lonely. "The girl wiped away her tears and got up again."I am not allowed to cry. I am strong. Crying is a weakness and you shouldn't show weakness to others." Now completely determined, she left the alley and made her way home.




"Hello, I'm back!" "Hello Trunks, has something exciting happened?" asked Bulma from the lab. “No, nothing special.” Trunks went into his room and sat in his swivel chair. "Why did the girl react so angry? I haven't done anything to her. And why is she walking around so weird. I've never seen a girl who had her hair so tightly together. Probably she has extremely strict parents and she goes to a higher school. That's why she wears the school uniform. The best thing to do is call Goten and tell him everything. As many women as he has already had, he must have experience in something like that. "


Trunks picked up the phone and dialed Son-Goten's number.


"Hello, Chichi on the line."


"Hello Chichi, this is Trunks.Can I speak to Goten sometime? "


"Of course I'll get him quickly."


Trunks heard Chichi calling her son through the phone: "Son-Goten !!! Trunks is on the phone and wants to speak to you !!!" Trunks didn't have to wait long when Goten's voice rang out at the other end.


"Hi Trunks, what's up?"


Trunks now told Son-Goten the whole story. "And what do you think? Why did she react so bitchy?" "Oh, you know girls are sometimes like that. Perhaps she was just having her days. Girls are often irritable. But with high school and strict parents you have probably right. The little one is used to better things. But why are you so worried about it? You will most likely never see her again. "


"You're right. The best thing is, I just don't think about it anymore."


"Ok. Trunks I have to hang up now. My mother is stressing again. I'm supposed to be chopping wood today.So bye. "


"Bye."


But the two did not yet know that they had not seen this girl for the last time. You will have many more adventures with her.
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