Chapter 3
{Daria + cast = not mine}
(Daria, Jane, and Trent are in the living room. Daria and Trent are on the sofa. -taking a break from making out- Jane is in a chair. They are watching TV.)
Jane: (flipping through the channels) Nope. Seen it. No. No. Boring. Seen it.
Daria: Do you have any movies or something?
Jane: None that we haven't already watched a thousand times.
Trent: We should go out.
Jane: Where? This is Lawndale. There is no place worth going to.
Trent: We could go to The Zon.
Jane: (sitting up) Only if you get us something to drink. I can't stand it there unless I'm drunk out of my mind.
Trent: (sighs) Fine. But you have to promise to be careful.
Jane: Trent I'm old enough to take care of myself. Besides you never worried before.
Trent: That's because I never let you get drunk before.
Jane: Shish. How'd you get so overly protective all of a sudden? You sound like a mature, responsible adult. What ever happened to the Trent I used to know?
Trent: I changed Janey.
Jane: You can say that again.
Trent: (to Daria) How about it? Want to go to The Zon?
Daria: Sure. It's not like there's anything else to do.
Jane: (jumps up) Great. Let's go.
(Trent and Daria stand up and follow Jane to the door.)
Jane: Wait. Trent you should go get changed.
(Trent looks down at himself. He's still wearing the nice clothes he went on the interview in) Daria: I'd have to agree with Jane.
Trent: (frowns) I thought you liked how it looked.
Daria: I do. I just don't think the people of Degas Street would agree with me.
Trent: Hmm. I think your right. (walks up the stairs) I'll be back in a minute.
(The Zon. Daria, Jane, and Trent walk in. Trent is back in his normal clothes. Daria and Jane sit at a table, and Trent goes to order them drinks.)
Jane: (to Daria) I wonder who's playing tonight.
(just then Monique and her band walk on stage and starts setting up.)
Jane: (sees Monique) Aw shit.
Daria: What?
Jane: (gestures towards the stage) Monique.
Daria: Aw shit.
Trent: (coming up behind them, holding drinks) What's wrong?
Jane: Monique is playing tonight.
Trent: (sits down next to Daria and hands Jane a beer) So? We broke up a long time ago. She's dating some other guy now.
Jane: Trent. You know how clingy Monique is. She'll see you and Daria together and she'll flip.
Trent: Aw shit.
Jane: Maybe we should go before she sees us.
Daria: Too late.
(Monique is walking up to their table. She sees Trent holding Daria around the waste. She looks angry)
Monique: (pissed) Trent! What the Hell do you think your doing?
Trent: (calmly) I'm sitting.
Monique: (not amused) I mean with her. (points to Daria)
Trent: You mean my girlfriend?
Monique: (looks angry and discussed) You dumped me for that? The little whore with glasses?
Daria: (pissed) Excuse me?
Monique: You heard what I said.
Trent: (angry, stands up) Don't talk to her that way.
Monique: Oooo. What are ya going to do about it?
Jane: He's not going to do anything. But I will.
Monique: (Laughs) You?
Jane: Yeah. I'm not going to let you talk to my brother and my best friend like that.
Trent: Janey, Stay out of this.
Jane: Shut up Trent. (to Monique) What do you say?
Monique: (Stepping towards Jane) Oh, you bet I do.
Monique is about to punch Jane when she is tapped on the shoulder. Monique turns around and gets knocked down. Standing above her is Daria.
Daria: No one calls me a whore and gets away with it.
Jane: Whoa! Daria! How'd you learn to do that?
Daria: (rubbing her hand) Long story. (turns to a stunned Trent) Come on Trent, let's go. I don't want to be around when Monique wakes up.
(Daria, Trent, and Jane hurry out of the Zon. They didn't notice the huge crowed watching them leave. They hop into Trent's car and drive off.)
{The end of chapter 3. Hmm. I can't think of anything else to add. Chapter 4 will be coming soon. As soon as I think of something to write.}
(Daria, Jane, and Trent are in the living room. Daria and Trent are on the sofa. -taking a break from making out- Jane is in a chair. They are watching TV.)
Jane: (flipping through the channels) Nope. Seen it. No. No. Boring. Seen it.
Daria: Do you have any movies or something?
Jane: None that we haven't already watched a thousand times.
Trent: We should go out.
Jane: Where? This is Lawndale. There is no place worth going to.
Trent: We could go to The Zon.
Jane: (sitting up) Only if you get us something to drink. I can't stand it there unless I'm drunk out of my mind.
Trent: (sighs) Fine. But you have to promise to be careful.
Jane: Trent I'm old enough to take care of myself. Besides you never worried before.
Trent: That's because I never let you get drunk before.
Jane: Shish. How'd you get so overly protective all of a sudden? You sound like a mature, responsible adult. What ever happened to the Trent I used to know?
Trent: I changed Janey.
Jane: You can say that again.
Trent: (to Daria) How about it? Want to go to The Zon?
Daria: Sure. It's not like there's anything else to do.
Jane: (jumps up) Great. Let's go.
(Trent and Daria stand up and follow Jane to the door.)
Jane: Wait. Trent you should go get changed.
(Trent looks down at himself. He's still wearing the nice clothes he went on the interview in) Daria: I'd have to agree with Jane.
Trent: (frowns) I thought you liked how it looked.
Daria: I do. I just don't think the people of Degas Street would agree with me.
Trent: Hmm. I think your right. (walks up the stairs) I'll be back in a minute.
(The Zon. Daria, Jane, and Trent walk in. Trent is back in his normal clothes. Daria and Jane sit at a table, and Trent goes to order them drinks.)
Jane: (to Daria) I wonder who's playing tonight.
(just then Monique and her band walk on stage and starts setting up.)
Jane: (sees Monique) Aw shit.
Daria: What?
Jane: (gestures towards the stage) Monique.
Daria: Aw shit.
Trent: (coming up behind them, holding drinks) What's wrong?
Jane: Monique is playing tonight.
Trent: (sits down next to Daria and hands Jane a beer) So? We broke up a long time ago. She's dating some other guy now.
Jane: Trent. You know how clingy Monique is. She'll see you and Daria together and she'll flip.
Trent: Aw shit.
Jane: Maybe we should go before she sees us.
Daria: Too late.
(Monique is walking up to their table. She sees Trent holding Daria around the waste. She looks angry)
Monique: (pissed) Trent! What the Hell do you think your doing?
Trent: (calmly) I'm sitting.
Monique: (not amused) I mean with her. (points to Daria)
Trent: You mean my girlfriend?
Monique: (looks angry and discussed) You dumped me for that? The little whore with glasses?
Daria: (pissed) Excuse me?
Monique: You heard what I said.
Trent: (angry, stands up) Don't talk to her that way.
Monique: Oooo. What are ya going to do about it?
Jane: He's not going to do anything. But I will.
Monique: (Laughs) You?
Jane: Yeah. I'm not going to let you talk to my brother and my best friend like that.
Trent: Janey, Stay out of this.
Jane: Shut up Trent. (to Monique) What do you say?
Monique: (Stepping towards Jane) Oh, you bet I do.
Monique is about to punch Jane when she is tapped on the shoulder. Monique turns around and gets knocked down. Standing above her is Daria.
Daria: No one calls me a whore and gets away with it.
Jane: Whoa! Daria! How'd you learn to do that?
Daria: (rubbing her hand) Long story. (turns to a stunned Trent) Come on Trent, let's go. I don't want to be around when Monique wakes up.
(Daria, Trent, and Jane hurry out of the Zon. They didn't notice the huge crowed watching them leave. They hop into Trent's car and drive off.)
{The end of chapter 3. Hmm. I can't think of anything else to add. Chapter 4 will be coming soon. As soon as I think of something to write.}