She Doesn't Know
By: Ophilia LeNoir
Disclaimer: Hi. I don't own /Daria/. Viacom and MTV own Daria. I also do not own /Stay Away/. That is copyrighted to Robert Carmine, the lead singer of Rooney, which I also do not own.
I rolled over in bed and attempted to bring my eyes into focus. 5:50. The band would be here in ten minutes. In a way, I wished they weren't coming.
/Stay away from my friends They're smooth operators Looking for a way in/
I hoped I would be able to concentrate. Daria was upstairs. I always felt distracted when she was around, but at the same time, I wanted her here. Maybe she and Jane would go out for pizza...
/Stay away from me tonight I've made other plans and /Stay away from me tonight I've made other plans and You'll just be distracting me In a good way/
She seems to understand how I think. She gets so quiet around me, though. Well, why not? I'm so much older. And she doesn't know how I feel.
/She doesn't know That I love her Yes, I love her/
I wish she wasn't afraid of me. Maybe if Jane would just leave her alone- leave /us/ alone- maybe she wouldn't be afraid. Oh, but who am I kidding? Daria won't show emotion, no matter how much I want her to. I try to hang around here, just to see her, but I can't be near her.
/Make a move on me babay I can't be the one who's Always taking chances/
I can't help but remember that day. The first day I realized how I felt about her. It was that day we were going to Alternapalooza and the Tank broke down. Jane left with Jesse to find a gas station. I thought, at the time, she was trying to be alone with Jesse. I now see her ploy for what it really was; she was trying to get Daria alone with /me/. Even then she played matchmaker to us. Maybe she tried to hard.
I had been having doubts about myself and my music then. Daria saw how I felt. She lifted me up. I ranted, she listened. I needed someone, she was there. If only she saw what I wish I could tell her. Maybe she wouldn't be so stand-offish if it weren't for the age difference. I only want to get lose to her- to get to know her.
/see me down So you get down No you've got me all wrong I just wanna Kiss your lips And you kiss back She doesn't know That I love her Yes I love her/
She's so shy. Jane's teasing and pushing doesn't help. Jane's been worse about it since she found out how I felt about Daria. But Daria doesn't know. She just thinks Jane's still teasing her like she used to, but Jane's not. Now her motives have changed. I wish Jane would do what she did at Alternapalooza: Leave us alone!
/She doesn't know That I love her Yes I love her Leave us alone Your friends And my friends Leave us alone Your friends And my friends should go far away/
I had to get up. I rolled off the bed and shuffled up the stairs. In the kitchen I found Daria and Jane. "Hey, Daria," I said. "hey," she mumbled in reply, not making eye contact. She'll never know.
/She doesn't know That I love her Yes I love her/
Fin
Author's note: I don't know if this is any good. This is my frist completed attempt at a Daria fanfic, so I hope it was at least an enjoyable bit of fluff. I'm defiantly a Trent/Daria shipper. Odds are the relationship would never have worked, but I can dream, can't I? Any roads, read and review, PLEASE!!!!!
By: Ophilia LeNoir
Disclaimer: Hi. I don't own /Daria/. Viacom and MTV own Daria. I also do not own /Stay Away/. That is copyrighted to Robert Carmine, the lead singer of Rooney, which I also do not own.
I rolled over in bed and attempted to bring my eyes into focus. 5:50. The band would be here in ten minutes. In a way, I wished they weren't coming.
/Stay away from my friends They're smooth operators Looking for a way in/
I hoped I would be able to concentrate. Daria was upstairs. I always felt distracted when she was around, but at the same time, I wanted her here. Maybe she and Jane would go out for pizza...
/Stay away from me tonight I've made other plans and /Stay away from me tonight I've made other plans and You'll just be distracting me In a good way/
She seems to understand how I think. She gets so quiet around me, though. Well, why not? I'm so much older. And she doesn't know how I feel.
/She doesn't know That I love her Yes, I love her/
I wish she wasn't afraid of me. Maybe if Jane would just leave her alone- leave /us/ alone- maybe she wouldn't be afraid. Oh, but who am I kidding? Daria won't show emotion, no matter how much I want her to. I try to hang around here, just to see her, but I can't be near her.
/Make a move on me babay I can't be the one who's Always taking chances/
I can't help but remember that day. The first day I realized how I felt about her. It was that day we were going to Alternapalooza and the Tank broke down. Jane left with Jesse to find a gas station. I thought, at the time, she was trying to be alone with Jesse. I now see her ploy for what it really was; she was trying to get Daria alone with /me/. Even then she played matchmaker to us. Maybe she tried to hard.
I had been having doubts about myself and my music then. Daria saw how I felt. She lifted me up. I ranted, she listened. I needed someone, she was there. If only she saw what I wish I could tell her. Maybe she wouldn't be so stand-offish if it weren't for the age difference. I only want to get lose to her- to get to know her.
/see me down So you get down No you've got me all wrong I just wanna Kiss your lips And you kiss back She doesn't know That I love her Yes I love her/
She's so shy. Jane's teasing and pushing doesn't help. Jane's been worse about it since she found out how I felt about Daria. But Daria doesn't know. She just thinks Jane's still teasing her like she used to, but Jane's not. Now her motives have changed. I wish Jane would do what she did at Alternapalooza: Leave us alone!
/She doesn't know That I love her Yes I love her Leave us alone Your friends And my friends Leave us alone Your friends And my friends should go far away/
I had to get up. I rolled off the bed and shuffled up the stairs. In the kitchen I found Daria and Jane. "Hey, Daria," I said. "hey," she mumbled in reply, not making eye contact. She'll never know.
/She doesn't know That I love her Yes I love her/
Fin
Author's note: I don't know if this is any good. This is my frist completed attempt at a Daria fanfic, so I hope it was at least an enjoyable bit of fluff. I'm defiantly a Trent/Daria shipper. Odds are the relationship would never have worked, but I can dream, can't I? Any roads, read and review, PLEASE!!!!!