Disclaimers: I do not own Daria in any shape or form. MTV and Noggin do.
A/N: This is my first Daria fanfic. I never got the privilege to watch the movies, but I read the plot lines. I read the last one, which acted as the Daria finale-and, well, it rather disappointed me. The ending seemed very, well, unresolved to me. So that's where this fanfic comes in. It takes place during Daria's first year in college, winter break. (I cleaned this up a little bit. When I originally wrote this, it was very late at night. I apologize. I also edited the summary.)
Summary: Daria's life has been pretty boring since she graduated from Lawndale High. After a certain mishap with her glasses, she meets up with everyone she knew during high school. Chaos ensues. Her life has just been spiced up a little TOO much. Daria/Tom, amongst others.
~*~ Is My Sanity Gone Yet? ~*~
Part One
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Daria Morgendorffer, Raft college student, had her eyes squinting. She was studying. It was past midnight, and she was determined to get a vast amount of knowledge into her head. . .regardless of how tiered and drained she was. There was only one problem. Her eyes could no longer focus in on the pages in front of her. Instead of learning material, it was a big, bright white and yellow blur. She groaned, closed her eyes and held her hand to her forehead.
'Why do I even bother?' she thought as she heaved a sigh. 'Even with my glasses, my vision is horrible. And I still don't know what I want to do with my life. I'll probably die single. After I get my diploma, I'll change my name, pretend I am a deaf-mute, and move to Timbuktu where I'll live my life as a recluse. And I'll have my house full of cats.' In spite of herself, she had a twinge of a smile. No matter what, she'd always have her sarcasm to amuse her.
Then it hit her. 'Why am I studying? I've just started winter break. I should do something fun.' Her face contorted into a sardonic smile. "Fun? I haven't had fun since-oh, I can't remember. Maybe I'll take a leaf out of Trent's book and sleep in.' That settled it. Daria was going to make up for her lack of sleep. She yawned, stretched her arms and dropped her glasses onto the edge of her bedside table. She fell asleep immediately.
She had a nightmare. At the beginning, it was mostly Quinn's head floating in utter darkness, tilting her head tauntingly at Daria, repeating her snide comments about her "back-stabbing" Jane. Daria started running, and then found herself at the door, seeing Tom stand outside. She then turned into Quinn and snapped at him, "It's over!" and slammed the door in his face. Suddenly the room started spinning, and she found herself falling.
CRACK.
Her eyes flashed open. The sun was shining brightly in her dorm room. Her roommate was out.she had left to vacation with her boyfriend in the mountains, and she'd be gone for the whole time. Daria then realized that she was on the floor. She had fallen out of bed.and had landed on her glasses. She must have bumped her table during her dream and bumped the glasses onto the floor. She lifted herself off of them. Since she couldn't see a thing, she had to have her hand feel around to see if her glasses were intact. She realized that they had been split in two. She picked up one side and placed the lens to her eye. This lens was intact, but then she saw that the other was shattered.
Daria felt a little bit of herself shattered, too. She had worn those glasses for a long time.they had always been part of her ensemble, and defined a certain part of her.and now they were broken. She realized that they wouldn't be easily fixed, either. 'Great' she thought as she heaved a sigh. 'So much for taking a leaf out of Trent's book. Now what?'
She realized that she needed help. She didn't have a spare pair of glasses, or contacts.she learned a few years ago that they hurt her eyes. Then she thought of Jane. She was in the area.it wouldn't hurt giving her a call. Daria struggled to get herself up, still holding onto the intact lens so she'd dial correctly. She walked over to the phone and called. There were quite a few rings before she heard the familiar tone.
"Jane Lane speaking."
"Hey, Jane. It's Daria."
"Hey. Haven't heard from you in a while. Been as busy as me?"
"That depends. Does sleeping in and breaking your glasses count as busy?"
"You broke your glasses? Gee, you must be as blind as a bat."
"The understatement of the century."
"So, I'd wager you need someone to drive you to the nearest glasses store."
"Are you too busy? My mother is working, and let's not even START on my dad."
"No, I'm not. I just started my winter break. Did you?"
"Uh-huh."
"Ok, Morgendorffer. I'll be right over. Er, where are you located, exactly?"
Daria gave Jane the address to the college and her dorm room number.
"Ok. I'll be there in fifteen minutes at the most. Bye."
"Bye."
Daria hung up the phone and felt a bit better. She really did miss Jane. Perhaps this was just what she needed. Maybe her vacation would not be such a complete disaster after all.
~*~
End Part One
So, what do you think? Please review.
A/N: This is my first Daria fanfic. I never got the privilege to watch the movies, but I read the plot lines. I read the last one, which acted as the Daria finale-and, well, it rather disappointed me. The ending seemed very, well, unresolved to me. So that's where this fanfic comes in. It takes place during Daria's first year in college, winter break. (I cleaned this up a little bit. When I originally wrote this, it was very late at night. I apologize. I also edited the summary.)
Summary: Daria's life has been pretty boring since she graduated from Lawndale High. After a certain mishap with her glasses, she meets up with everyone she knew during high school. Chaos ensues. Her life has just been spiced up a little TOO much. Daria/Tom, amongst others.
~*~ Is My Sanity Gone Yet? ~*~
Part One
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*
Daria Morgendorffer, Raft college student, had her eyes squinting. She was studying. It was past midnight, and she was determined to get a vast amount of knowledge into her head. . .regardless of how tiered and drained she was. There was only one problem. Her eyes could no longer focus in on the pages in front of her. Instead of learning material, it was a big, bright white and yellow blur. She groaned, closed her eyes and held her hand to her forehead.
'Why do I even bother?' she thought as she heaved a sigh. 'Even with my glasses, my vision is horrible. And I still don't know what I want to do with my life. I'll probably die single. After I get my diploma, I'll change my name, pretend I am a deaf-mute, and move to Timbuktu where I'll live my life as a recluse. And I'll have my house full of cats.' In spite of herself, she had a twinge of a smile. No matter what, she'd always have her sarcasm to amuse her.
Then it hit her. 'Why am I studying? I've just started winter break. I should do something fun.' Her face contorted into a sardonic smile. "Fun? I haven't had fun since-oh, I can't remember. Maybe I'll take a leaf out of Trent's book and sleep in.' That settled it. Daria was going to make up for her lack of sleep. She yawned, stretched her arms and dropped her glasses onto the edge of her bedside table. She fell asleep immediately.
She had a nightmare. At the beginning, it was mostly Quinn's head floating in utter darkness, tilting her head tauntingly at Daria, repeating her snide comments about her "back-stabbing" Jane. Daria started running, and then found herself at the door, seeing Tom stand outside. She then turned into Quinn and snapped at him, "It's over!" and slammed the door in his face. Suddenly the room started spinning, and she found herself falling.
CRACK.
Her eyes flashed open. The sun was shining brightly in her dorm room. Her roommate was out.she had left to vacation with her boyfriend in the mountains, and she'd be gone for the whole time. Daria then realized that she was on the floor. She had fallen out of bed.and had landed on her glasses. She must have bumped her table during her dream and bumped the glasses onto the floor. She lifted herself off of them. Since she couldn't see a thing, she had to have her hand feel around to see if her glasses were intact. She realized that they had been split in two. She picked up one side and placed the lens to her eye. This lens was intact, but then she saw that the other was shattered.
Daria felt a little bit of herself shattered, too. She had worn those glasses for a long time.they had always been part of her ensemble, and defined a certain part of her.and now they were broken. She realized that they wouldn't be easily fixed, either. 'Great' she thought as she heaved a sigh. 'So much for taking a leaf out of Trent's book. Now what?'
She realized that she needed help. She didn't have a spare pair of glasses, or contacts.she learned a few years ago that they hurt her eyes. Then she thought of Jane. She was in the area.it wouldn't hurt giving her a call. Daria struggled to get herself up, still holding onto the intact lens so she'd dial correctly. She walked over to the phone and called. There were quite a few rings before she heard the familiar tone.
"Jane Lane speaking."
"Hey, Jane. It's Daria."
"Hey. Haven't heard from you in a while. Been as busy as me?"
"That depends. Does sleeping in and breaking your glasses count as busy?"
"You broke your glasses? Gee, you must be as blind as a bat."
"The understatement of the century."
"So, I'd wager you need someone to drive you to the nearest glasses store."
"Are you too busy? My mother is working, and let's not even START on my dad."
"No, I'm not. I just started my winter break. Did you?"
"Uh-huh."
"Ok, Morgendorffer. I'll be right over. Er, where are you located, exactly?"
Daria gave Jane the address to the college and her dorm room number.
"Ok. I'll be there in fifteen minutes at the most. Bye."
"Bye."
Daria hung up the phone and felt a bit better. She really did miss Jane. Perhaps this was just what she needed. Maybe her vacation would not be such a complete disaster after all.
~*~
End Part One
So, what do you think? Please review.