Makeover
Chapter 4


A Trip to the Mall



“I’m trying to sleep,” Pan mumbled to the phone that had been ringing for what seemed like an eternity. She put a pillow on her ears but the shrill voice just wouldn’t stop. She had a good mind to blow it but an even better mind not to knowing the consequences wouldn’t exactly be gentle. Groggily, she opened her eyes, her vision blurred because she was still so sleepy. She had gone to bed very late last night. She remembered the looks of surprise and happiness on everyone. Her father seemed to be proud of her. Her mother couldn’t believe that it was her daughter who had dressed up so elegantly. It had been a wonderful surprise; she had shown how sophisticated and classy she could be when she wanted to.

They had come home late last night, but her parents wanted to hear it all. They refused to let her go to sleep until she agreed to tell them when, why and how she had managed to do this. She had finally spilt the beans and it was much much later that the family had gone to sleep.

She picked up the receiver. “Lo,” she mumbled out.

“Rise and shine, rise and shine, the morning’s so bright,” a cheery loud voice sang.

“Bra, go to sleep,” Pan grumbled.

“No, wake up, Sleeping Beauty, its 10.45. What are you doing so late in bed? You were always an early riser.”

“Hmm…”

“Hmmm? Hmm…that’s strange. Looks like you slept in real late. Goten and I will be going to the mall. Are you coming?” Bra asked.

“Nope! You guys go ahead.”

“Ohh please,” she whined.

“No Bra,” Pan said. “Actually, I don’t feel like it. Not today, sometime later perhaps. I really don’t feel like it.”

“Oh, well ok then,” she heard Bra say slightly disappointedly.

“Sorry Bra, but have fun you too.”

“Ok, bye then.”

“Bye,” Pan replaced the receiver and fell back on the pillows. She sighed and closed her eyes. It was no use. She got up rubbing her eyes as she walked towards the bathroom for a shower.

She went downstairs to find the house empty. As she entered the kitchen, she found a note stuck to the refrigerator. She opened the fridge to take a carton of juice out and pulled the note off once she closed the door. She scanned it quickly.

Pan,

After your Dad left for the office, I got a call from Mrs. Breganza, the lady next door.



She tore her eyes from the note and removed the pieces of toast she had put on the toaster. She prepared some sandwiches, filled her glass with juice and carried it to the table. She then read the note, munching on a sandwich.



Her husband had another attack this morning and she was hysterical. I am going to the hospital, the poor lady’s all by herself. I’ll be back by eve and I have informed your father too. There’s a brown package in your father’s study, would you please post it? And carry your keys with you as I’m sure you would like to hang around in the mall, I’m not quite sure when I’ll be back.

Love Mom.



She finished her breakfast and ran upstairs in the study. She retrieved the package, collected the keys and blasted off into the skies.

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It was almost noon. She had posted the package and entered the mall hoping to meet Bra or her uncle. She walked into the mall having raised her ki slightly hoping Bra and Goten would spot her. She wondered if they had lowered their kis. She couldn’t feel it, which was strange as she is the one who is most sensitive to it. She walked out of the mall thinking the pair weren’t probably in. She went to the bus stop and stood there waiting for the bus. She felt two strong arms on her shoulders from behind shake her hard.

“Wh…what the heck?” she stated.

“’Wh.. What the heck?’ Hello? I have been calling you ever since you walked out of the mall and while you were waiting here, I’ve been sounding the horn hoping to get your attention. But no avail.” he finished.

“Oh sorry Trunks, but what are you doing here? No office?” she asked.

“Not right now,” he said. “I came here to pick some sandwiches and saw you walk out. I followed you here in my car calling you and sounding the horn but I guess you were in your own little world.” He linked his arm through hers and walked her to his car. They both got inside the car and drove on.

“What were you thinking so deeply,” he asked casually munching on one of the sandwiches he had bought. There were almost a dozen sandwiches that lay between them and he gestured her to have one. She picked one up.

“Nothing really,” she said before looking out of the window. Trunks looked at her from the corner of his eye. She was wearing a sleeveless red top with a long denim skirt that reached her ankles. Her hair was pulled in a ponytail as usual. She looked okay. No pretty actually. Shaking his head, he tried to strike up another conversation. He knew she was lying.

“Pan,” he began,” can I ask you why the sudden change? Its come as a pleasant surprise; but surely there was a reason. May I ask why?”

“ I was fed up of being labelled as a tomboy by everyone. I think I blew it when John said the same. I did it for him. He’s just so sweet. He called me up every night and we end up speaking for hours and hours. He’s just so sweet; he’s a real darling. And I really really like him. He’s going to get the biggest surprise when he comes back. And you know…”

Trunks looked at her while she went on rambling about John. Pan’s face seemed to glow with happiness. Her eyes were shining brightly, her smile showed in her eyes. Her face radiated the kind of innocence that seemed to be inherited by all the Sons. She was too enthusiastic. She didn’t even realise that he had stopped the car before her house. She went on and on. Trunks didn’t want to hear about John. His mind had picked up a point. In spite of her enthusiasm, she had said she liked him not loved him. And for some reason, he felt strongly certain that she just liked him and not loved him. And that was all he remembered. Hearing about John was probably the most boring thing for him as he stifled a yawn. He rested his head on the headrest giving her a small smile as she talked on. He blinked but they were getting heavier by the time. He blinked again.

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“Don’t you think so, Trunks? Trunks…” she stopped abruptly as she realised he had fallen asleep. She looked around to see he had stopped the car before her house. Her parents were probably not in yet, she guessed. She looked back at Trunks. His head was rested against his headrest and he seemed a bit uncomfortable when he tried to shift over. Bending over, she released the seat belt. He shifted comfortably to his side and tilted his face causing locks of lavender hair to fall over his eyes. She smoothed some hair away from his face but they fell back. On impulse, she bought her face closer to his and gently began blowing at the locks of hair, amused at how they fell back on his face. She bought her head closer to his and blew even gently at his locks. She saw him smile and chuckled. She stopped for a while and saw him frown. He opened his eyes sleepily and said,” You shouldn’t have stopped. I was enjoying it. Do it again,” he said before closing his eyes. Pan bought her face closer as she began blowing gently at his face again. Then suddenly she realised how close their faces were. Too close. She lifted her hand to touch his cheek but stopped herself half way. She drew back into her seat and said, “Do you come inside, Trunks? It’s a bit chilly in here.”

He sat up rubbing his eyes. He glanced at his watch. “Kami, I’m dead. Dead. Mom’s going to kill me, oh boy, I’m dead.” He banged his head on the steering wheel swearing softly under his breath. Pan clambered out of his car. “You can tell her you came to drop me by car. My home’s situated far away from town and I end up flying here even when I take the bus home. The bus stop’s at least an hour away from here.” He shook his head.

“Tell you what. I’ll leave my car here and fly, it’ll be faster that way. And I’ll see you later.” He got out of his car and handed the keys to her. He blasted off in the air and yelled down at her.

“Bring the car home tomorrow morning.” Within seconds he was out of sight.

Pan stood on the ground staring at the sky for a few minutes. She opened the door and walked in. Closing the door, she leaned against it and closed her eyes. She had done it again. Thank God, he had been asleep. She had almost let it out. Almost.

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Author’s Notes:

I’m getting a bit of what you guys call “author’s block.” Help!

I think I’ll make T/P go on a date…I mean a date next chapter.

You guys think its okay so far? Lemme know in the reviews. And tell me if my writing goes off hand

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