The Girl Next Door
by Angelica

Judith : you.

You see me as the girl next door
like you know so many many more
just a fish that swims
in your direction
and could bring a lot of affection
But I can't play the game of love with you
I know it will only hurt me
I feel tears in my eyes
cause we have to say goodbye
I am looking in the face of love
I'll never touch it
it would be self-deceit
to think that you would stay with me
You think you mean the same to me
but I'm afraid and too shy to let you see
to me you're really someone special
I've found a needle in the haystack
I feel love is back
But I can't play the game of love with you
I know it will only hurt me
I feel tears in my eyes
cause we have to say goodbye
I am looking in the face of love
I'll never touch it
it would be self-deceit
to think that you would never leave
Blisters on my soul are they my path
or are they my goal cause every time
I feel love fade rudely breaks it up
will it ever stop
But I can't play the game of love with you
I know it will only hurt me
I feel tears in my eyes
cause we have to say goodbye
I am looking in the face of love
I'll never touch it
it would be self-deceit
to think that you would never leave


-Pan’s POV.

Dear diary.

Nowhere is a place where I will fit, I am neither human nor sayjin. Due to my inhuman strength I always have to be careful but I am to weak to be sayjin. No one seems to see; I am so fricking tired of this. *Sigh* I wish there would be anyone for me to see and love me for me and not for what I am or am not. I mean if I just wanted a boy friend it would be easy enough but sayjins aren’t really big in numbers. *Frustrated growl*

It’s bad enough that one of the two free ones left is my own fricking uncle. To make things even worse the even remotely compatible one still sees me as a kid now I am twenty-three. I can hear the worried exclamations already. “He’s much to old Panny” and all that crapp. Just look at him he is thirty-eight but he still looks like he is twenty-five, on top of that I will probably look like I am twenty-three for the next three decades so what the fucking problem!

*Breath* ok I have to calm down, sometimes I just want to walk up to him and kiss him in front of Vegeta. Now wouldn’t that give a reaction, not to mention the fact that daddy would probably faint. Not that it’s ever going to happen. A girl has to have her dreams. *Sad sigh*.

That’s nothing to the rest of the world. As if matters aren’t complicated enough already Trunks keeps hovering over me and asking “what’s wrong Pan-chan” with an annoyingly worried face. Dad and Uncle do exactly the same but somehow Trunks only manages to piss me of with it.

Jesus! How pathetic is this while at work three guys are practically fighting for my attention. *really ! not bragging* I manage to fall head over heals for a purple haired workaholic. Well no longer I am taking action and getting over this silly teenage crush!

Love
Pan.


She loved her parents more then anything even if her father was quite overprotective. She wanted to move out directly after her study, Gohan almost fainted when she asked his permission. One month later she was the proud owner of a small apartment at the other side of the city. She kept it a secret easier then she thought it would be. Reluctantly her parents had agreed to not say anything to nobody. She had painted and decorated it all by herself.

Tomorrow the entire “clan” of her friends would go shopping with her.
*I can’t wait to see their faces when I tell them* she smiled evilly and went to sleep.

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Part two:

Diary

Login name: Briefs_ Trunks

Password: *******

Date: 22-3-2345.

Today worked myself trough another painstakingly dull day at the office and this always happens to me. People who I haven’t seen in ages, I bump into *literally* when I least expect it. Today’s ‘ victim’ was Panny. *Oh now bad thought again* I haven’t seen her since she just started her study. One thing surely happened she changed a lot. Nothing seems left from the little ‘brat’ I help deliver at college and saw the last time at the Christmas party two years ago.

I can’t believe this is happening to me I am attracted to a fifteen year younger woman. If Dad or Gohan find out that this is happening to me, o shit I am so dead. Gohan will rip me to pieces. Last night I had this really freaky nightmare.

I was peacefully minding my own business in my own apartment when suddenly an enraged Gohan shows up. The guy is even transformed and starts ripping me to shreds. Only moments later dad shows up. First I am relived because I think he comes to save me. Then he says something that scared the pants of me.

“Gohan leave something alive enough for me to beat on.” Just before I wake up screaming the two look at each other and smile like the devil himself would smile.

Pan changed a lot. *understatement* I mean she still is the same person who has been my best friend for years.

*Geez* I used to baby-sit her. Its time to face facts. Especially that she is absolutely gorgeous.

Signing of .

Trunks *dead man walking*


Suddenly a cell phone rang. “Hey Trunks, Goten here. Do you want to hang out with us tonight? Bra, Pan and of course me are going out. Come on we haven’t seen you out of that stuffy office for ages. I still wonder why you’re the most ellegible bachelor to all those ladies. Youre coming? Cool!! I will tell it to the rest of the gang. See you at eight at your place!” Frowning Trunks looked at the phone. Despite the fact that he knew Goten since he was a little baby, he still wondered how the hell he could poor so many words into ten seconds. "Ah well," he thought now there is no escaping possible "might as well save myself the trouble and go."

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