Averi hummed to herself as she sat down at a vacant table in the bustling cafeteria of Orange Star High. “I can’t believe it’s been almost a month and a half since I first came here.” she thought. “I really don’t have any friends, except for Trunks his buddy Goten. They’re nice to me so I guess that makes them my friends.” Goten and Trunks entered the cafeteria. “Hey! There she is!” said Goten as he spotted Averi sitting by herself. They approached the table, carrying their lunches. “Are these seats taken?” joked Trunks as they approached Averi. ‘Oh no! Have a seat.” she replied. ‘So, how do you like school?” asked Goten. “It’s okay, but out of all the schools I’ve been to, I like this one the best.” she replied. “So...mhowf...fmanhy...schools have you been too?” Trunks asked through a mouthful of food. Averi laughed. “Uh, five in the past three years I think.” she laughed again. Everytime she laughed, shivers creeped up Trunks spine. “It’s not annoying. I don’t know why it does that.” he’d told himself and Goten hundreds of times. “So we still going up to the mountains after school?” Goten asked. “It’s Friday, so I can stay longer than usual.” “Okay. Cool.” Trunks said. Then he realized that Averi was sitting right in front of him and he added, “Do you want to come?” Averi pulled out a small blue book from her bag. It had a whole bunch of different times in it. “Yeah. I can go.” she said. “Great!’ Goten replied and the three rushed to finish their lunches.
After school was over, the trio started out for the mountains surrounding the city. “Um, call me crazy, but how are we going to get there before evening and before that storm comes?” asked Averi as she looked up at the darkening clouds. They were a good distance out of the city, but it would still take a while before they reached their destination. “Well...” said Goten, “we were going to fly.” “Huh?” Averi was very confused. “You see... we can fly.” replied Trunks as he and Goten hovered a few feet from the ground. “OH MY GOSH! How’d you do that?!” exclaimed Averi. “It’s easy when you know how.” said Trunks as he scooped her up in his arms. “You’re not gonna carry me, are ya?! What if I fall?!” cried the terrified girl. “Then we’ll just have to catch you.” replied Goten casually. Trunks laughed at his friend’s joke, and the three flew off towards the mountains looming in the distance. They had been flying for about ten minutes when they reached a place they wanted to explore. “Hey! Look at that lake!” shouted Goten. “Let’s go take a look at it.” The boys descended and Trunks placed Averi on her feet. “Thanks” she said as she smoothed out her hair. Trunks looked at the unmoving water of the lake, and had an idea. Goten must have read his mind, because before Averi could blink, the guys removed their shoes and shirts and were preparing for a huge cannon ball. “Bonzaiiii!!!!” they yelled as they plunged into the clear blue water. “Hey! Watch where you’re splashing!” screamed Averi and she removed her once-dry-now-wet shoes. “So, its that way is it?” Trunks shouted, and he grabbed her hands, flew a few feet above the lake surface and dropped her. “Aaaahhhhhhh!!!!!...BLOOOSHHH!!!!” Goten and Trunks jolted into hysterical laughter. Averi surfaced, angry at first but laughing after seeing her two friends thoroughly enjoying the moment. “Ha ha...very funny.” she said sarcastically as she pulled herself up to the bank. The three spent the rest of their afternoon goofing off. They were resting on a large rock, when Goten felt a drop of water fall on his face. Another fell...and another until a light mist covered the mountainside. “Hey! We’d betted beat it before it really starts pouring!” called Goten as he put his shirt and shoes back on. “Yeah, we probably should. I’ll take you home Averi.” said Trunks. “Okay” she called over the rumbling thunder. They grabbed their backpacks and went off in separate directions. “See you guys later!” yelled Goten and he flew off. “Come on. Let’s get you home.” Trunks said. He once more picked up Averi and flew back towards the city.
When they got to the outskirts of the city, Trunks decided that they’d better walk the rest of the rest of the way. He didn’t want the whole world knowing of his ability. “Where do you live?” he asked. “See that big building over there? It’s next to it.” Averi pointed to the sky scraper looming in the distance. “Woah...that’s a long way off.” Trunks stated. “Don’t worry. I know a short cut.” They were half way there when the sky ripped and the rain came down in torrents. “Great! I was almost dry too!” cried Averi. “Come on! We have to hurry!” She grabbed her friends arm and raced off down the street. The two teenagers arrived at Averi’s front steps, soaking wet and gasping for air. “We...made...it.” wheezed Trunks. “Yeah...but...we’re...still wet.” she replied once she caught her breath. They laughed and Trunks looked at his watch. It was 8:00. “I hope we got here fast enough. I wouldn’t want your parents to be mad.” he said. “They’re not here. Even if they were, they wouldn’t care.” she said. Trunks didn’t understand. “They’re the kind of people who are too busy with their own business to worry about their daughters. Because of their jobs we move around a lot. That’s why I’ve been to so many schools.” Averi quietly explained. “Oh. Sorry.” Trunks said. “So I guess you’re by yourself a lot, huh?”
“Yeah.”
There was an awkward silence; both couldn’t think of anything to say. They just stood there, staring at their feet. “I need my key.” Trunks didn’t realize that he was still carrying Averi’s book bag. “Oh, uh, sorry.”, and he placed the bag on the step. As she rummaged through her belongings, Trunks noticed something; Averi was actually pretty. He’d never noticed a girl that way before. All the other ones at school were either flakes or book worms. Averi sensed that she was being watched. She glanced up, only to have their eyes meet for a split second before Trunks looked the other way. Averi looked back down into her bag and found her key. “I guess I’ll se you Monday at school.” she said and stepped inside the doorway. “Hey...uh...if you, um, ever want to hang out...I mean, if you don’t have anything to do, you can, uh, give me a call.” Trunks stammered. He dug a damp scrap of paper and a pen from his pocket. He scribbled his phone number on it and handed it to Averi. “Oh, thanks.” she said. Then she took a small, star shaped notepad from her bag, wrote down her number, and handed it to Trunks. He stared down at the little note then stuffed it in his pocket. “Later!” he called back as he raced down the street in the rain. “Bye!” Averi shouted and she watched him until she couldn’t see him anymore.