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"This is boring!" a girl complained as she listened to the teacher lecture them on famous composers.
The whole class were sitting on a bleacher. Bulma and Juu were on the last and highest.
"So are you really going to sing?" Juu asked.
Bulma shrugged. "Only if teach wants the class to."
Just when said, the teacher stopped her teaching.
"Well, I see that you students aren't interested in my teachings." the short teacher fumed.
Everyone nodded.
"Well then, you ALL have to sing, in front of the whole class!"
Everyone groaned.
"Wow B, its like you could tell the future." Juu teased.
Bulma groaned and put her head in her hands. To her regret, they were going in alphabetical order. First up was a girl named Akina, she was average. She seemed that she was having a hard time reaching the high notes. Second was a boy named Aoto, his voice was shaky, he wasn't that confident in singing. This went on for a while, after 5 more people, Bulma was finally up.
"Hey! I know that chick! She's in my homeroom!" exclaimed a boy at the second row.
"Yeah! I remember, girl has a voice of an angel!" exclaimed another.
Bulma blushed at their comments and made her way down the rows. When she arrived at the bottom, she went up to the teacher.
"I hear that you have good lungs." she stated.
Bulma nodded.
She smiled. "Then show me what you got."
Bulma smirked. She turned to her audience. She saw Launch at the back with Juu, she was standing up, her hands balled up into fists of anticipation. Bulma let a soft chuckle escape her lips. She quickly composed herself, closed her eyes and opened her mouth.
We're not gonna be
Just apart of their game
We're not gonna be
Just the victims
They're taking our dreams
And they tear them apart
'til everyone's the same
I've got no place to go
I've got no where to run
They love to watch me fall
They think they know it all
I'm a nightmare, a disaster
That's what they always said
I'm a lost cause, not a hero
But I'll make it on my own
I've gotta prove them wrong
Me against the world
It's me against the world
As she finished short, she opened her eyes to see some girls faces green with envy. She looked at the top row to see Juu and Launch, both eyes wide, mouths hanging wide open. She smirked. Her thoughts were cut off as she heard someone clapping behind her. She turned to see the teacher, still having wide eyes, slowly clapping. Her classmates soon joined their teachers claps. Their claps quickly turned from clapping, to whooping, to cheering. She, Bulma Briefs, is, by far, the most talented singer they have ever heard. Bulma bowed and ignored the cheering crowds shouts for an encore.
