AN: I wasn't originally going to carry on with this story, but I got these ideas, and I just couldn't resist! Enjoy
Heavy raindrops pelted down from a dark grey sky as Daria Morgendorffer lay in her bed, pondering her life. It had been one month since that fateful day when she kissed her best friend. Well, to be quite honest, Jane had kissed her. Daria would never have had the guts to be so bold.
At first, the couple of days afterwards had been confusing and awkward on both parts. For a while, Daria was thinking she had ruined the best, and only, friendship she'd ever had. Eventually, however, things became more comfortable. Jane took Daria on their first date. They eventually began to feel comfortable holding hands in public. They have yet to kiss in public, but they do so behind closed doors. They hadn't had sex. Daria just wasn't ready. Daria wouldn't even know what to do if she was. Jane's patient with her, though. She understands her friend in a way no one ever had before, and ever will.
The shrill, piercing sound of the telephone brought Daria from her daydream. She closed her eyes and waited for Quinn, or her mother, to answer it.
"Daria," her sister called from downstairs. "Phone!"
Daria groaned heavily as she reached for the phone that lay on her floor.
"Hello?" Daria said into the receiver.
"Hey, girlfriend." Came the voice of Jane. "Don't you sound like a ray of sunshine."
"Jane," Daria sighed. "How are you?"
"I'm good. Kinda hungry." She paused a second. "Oh hey look, the rain's stopped."
Daria glanced out the window, finding that it had, indeed, stopped raining.
"Wanna go get a slice of pizza?" Jane asked.
"Of course." Daria replied.
"Sweet. I'll pick you up in thirty minutes."
"Okay, see you then."
"Bye, Dar." Jane said, hesitating.
"Bye, Jane." Daria replied.
"Love you." Jane blurted.
Daria's breath hitched in her throat.
"Love you, too, Janie." Daria finally replied, with a smile firm on her face.