(yeah sorry if this chapter kinda sucks, I was sick while I wrote part of it! So if part of it's boring I'm SORRY! and sorry if it's short! I promise the next chapter will be better and more interesting!!! you can read and review if you want! :):):)
Chapter: 2
"OK",Helen agreed even more cheerful!
"Damnit",Daria sighed as she stood up. She threw her food in the fridge and went to
her room.
She sat in front of her computer, and started writing a story, the main plot was her
Dad had turned into an apple, her mom was a cheese puff and Quinn had turned into a
Fat Frog! And she was the hungry dog laying traps out to catch her food. And her food
was falling for into her traps easier than mice would have. She started brain
storming, until she was interrupted by her phone ringing. She let it ring a few
seconds, before she took her sweet time to walk a across her room and pick it up.
"Bills Porn Shop...this is Bob", She said into the receiver.
"Um...shouldn't you be Bill..not Bob", Jane exclaimed on the other end of the line.
"No..Bob ate Bill", Daria replied as she scanned her story.
"Ah...I keep forgetting that", Jane said as if scolding herself,"So how was family
time", she asked sarcastically.
"Eh..Quinn annoyed my mom by sitting on the phone to long, till my mom snapped, my dad
burnt everything he'd cooked, so we had to order some Mexican food, which was actually
good,but I threw my food in the fridge before I got to really eat allot of it, and
then made a mad dash up to my room", Daria said as if it was the normal traditional
dinner they had every night.
"Wow sounds interesting..so did you torture you're parents",Jane exclaimed interested.
"More like they did the torturing",Daria snapped.
"Huh",Jane said confused.
"Um yeah well...see..",Daria was cut off by a loud scream on the other end of the
phone and then a slight thud noise,"Um..What was that"?
"Eh..I think Trent just fell down the stairs",Jane sighed.
"Um shit..are you gonna go help him",Daria almost panicked.
"No..He'll be fine",Jane replied,"He probably just fell back asleep when he hit the
bottom of the stair case".
"And what if he's laying there bleeding his guts out...what if his heads laying a few
steps away from his body",Daria exclaimed kind of sarcastically.
"Well fine then I'll go check...and if his heads laying next to his body I'll be sure
to mail it to you, so you can always have a piece of him",Jane joked.
Daria started adding more to her story as she waited for Jane to come back on the
phone. A few minutes later she heard Jane's voice coming from the receiver that lay on
the desk next to her. She picked it up and listened.
"Hey this is so cool I think Trent broke his arm",Jane exclaimed.
"How is that so cool",Daria asked picturing Trent lying at the bottom of the stairs.
"Oh, it just looks cool,It inspires me to paint something",Jane replied.
"paint what..his broken arm",Daria joked,"yeah that'll be the winning painting of the
art contest".
"No not his arm, but some twisted type of painting that would show the pain of a
broken arm",Jane said as her mind started racing with ideas.
"Oh",Daria sighed,"Hey is Trent still lying at the bottom of the stairs".
"Oh, oops...I guess we should go to the doctor's right",Jane exclaimed,"Well call me
later, and I'll tell you how Trent is doing, cause I know your gonna be dieing to
know".
"Yeah whatever",Daria sighed. They both said good bye and hung up, Daria set the phone
down and went back to writing her story. She was really getting into it, until Quinn
came into her room and interrupted her.
"Ahg..You know Daria you should really think about cleaning your room",Quinn exclaimed
as she stood in the middle of the room,"I don't know how your boyfriend Tim can even
stand being in here".
"Hhhhmm..It's Tom not Tim and why are you in my room anyway",Daria snapped, she
couldn't stand the fact that her parents were gonna make them take Quinn with them;
even worse take one of her fashion club friends too.
"yeah whatever...let's get this straight if me and Stacy go with you, your not to
address us in public and your my cousin who moved in with us when we moved here
okay",Quinn smiled.
"Hey I can't help it if your friend finds out we're sisters, I'm not acting like I'm
your cousin, but I never really act like I'm your sister anyway so whatever", Daria
said as she saved her story to her computer.
"Would you stop saying that we're sisters, you're probably adopted anyway...there's no
way I can be related to someone who would wear those hideous boots",Quinn stated, then
flipped her hair and walked out. Daria went back to writing her story, till she drew a
huge blank and had some sort of writers block. She saved what she had written, then
pulled out a book of psychology. She was thinking maybe she could figure out why
Quinn's the way she is, and then realized there was absolutely no explanation in the
world. About a half an hour later Quinn popped into Daria's room again.
"Here it's Tim",Quinn said as she threw the phone on Daria's bed and walked out. Daria
picked up the phone and said hello.
"So my names Tim now",Tom exclaimed.
"Yeah didn't ya know",Daria said as she set her psychology book down.
"So what have you been up to today",Tom asked.
"oh the usual...you know sacrificing poor innocent animals in protest, to show people
that doing this is the same as testing products on them that could in the result kill
them",Daria exclaimed sarcastically.
"hhhhhmmmm..sounds interesting",Tom almost laughed at Daria's sarcasm.
"So how's your day going so far",Daria asked glancing at her door.
Tom started to answer, but stopped when he heard Quinn talking to Daria.
"Daria I need the phone",Quinn said as she came in and took the phone from Daria and
hung it up as she walked out.
"What the HELL",Daria yelled as she fallowed Quinn out of her room and into the
hallway, but when she reached Quinn's room she stopped. She didn't dare go in there.
She was about to go back to her room, but decided there was absolutely nothing to do
in there, so she went downstairs. She took one look at her parents and couldn't stand
being there. So she decided to go for a walk, she walked right out the front door
without anyone even noticing or caring. She started drifting off into her thoughts
that clouded her head. Wandering down the streets, not really caring where she was
going. All she could think about was Trent, even though she new she should be day
dreaming about Tom. After all he was her boyfriend and it made sense to day dream
about your boyfriend and not your best friends brother. She wandered around for a
while. It was already past dark, but she still didn't feel like going home and being
bored, it was Friday night. There was no point in lazing around in the house all day.
Before she realized where she was going, she ended up at Janes front door. The door
swung open quickly. And Jane stood there staring at daria with a smile.
"Hey",Daria said surprised.
"Hey..I saw you walking up to are house; you looked like you were in a complete
daze",Jane teased.
"Yeah I guess I was just thinking about Tom",Daria lied as she walked in.
"ya sure you weren't thinking about Trent",Jane laughed as she shut the door.
"No",Daria sighed. They walked up to Jane's room, where she had paint spread out
everywhere.
Jane grinned,"Hey since your here, why don't you spend the night...you can see Trent
all night"!
"hhhmm...and what am I gonna sleep in",Daria asked right away,"you'r not gonna give me
some old granny outfit are you".
"No I promise that won't happen agian",Jane almost laughed picturing Daria in that old
thing,"you can where this", she said as she picked up a black tank top and dark blue
pajama pants.
"Fine", Daria exclaimed.
"Oh I'll get Trent in here",Jane grinned,"So he can see what ya look like in them".
"NO",Daria protested, but Jane was already out the door.
(sorry to end it that way! I think I say that about all of my chapters in my storys but yeah, I just can't write anymore now, cuz I'm SICK! this sucks! And yeah If you didn't like this chapter sorry! lol well I don't know why I'm Apologizing! :) lol well you can read and Review if you want! Actually Please Review! lol :):):)
Chapter: 2
"OK",Helen agreed even more cheerful!
"Damnit",Daria sighed as she stood up. She threw her food in the fridge and went to
her room.
She sat in front of her computer, and started writing a story, the main plot was her
Dad had turned into an apple, her mom was a cheese puff and Quinn had turned into a
Fat Frog! And she was the hungry dog laying traps out to catch her food. And her food
was falling for into her traps easier than mice would have. She started brain
storming, until she was interrupted by her phone ringing. She let it ring a few
seconds, before she took her sweet time to walk a across her room and pick it up.
"Bills Porn Shop...this is Bob", She said into the receiver.
"Um...shouldn't you be Bill..not Bob", Jane exclaimed on the other end of the line.
"No..Bob ate Bill", Daria replied as she scanned her story.
"Ah...I keep forgetting that", Jane said as if scolding herself,"So how was family
time", she asked sarcastically.
"Eh..Quinn annoyed my mom by sitting on the phone to long, till my mom snapped, my dad
burnt everything he'd cooked, so we had to order some Mexican food, which was actually
good,but I threw my food in the fridge before I got to really eat allot of it, and
then made a mad dash up to my room", Daria said as if it was the normal traditional
dinner they had every night.
"Wow sounds interesting..so did you torture you're parents",Jane exclaimed interested.
"More like they did the torturing",Daria snapped.
"Huh",Jane said confused.
"Um yeah well...see..",Daria was cut off by a loud scream on the other end of the
phone and then a slight thud noise,"Um..What was that"?
"Eh..I think Trent just fell down the stairs",Jane sighed.
"Um shit..are you gonna go help him",Daria almost panicked.
"No..He'll be fine",Jane replied,"He probably just fell back asleep when he hit the
bottom of the stair case".
"And what if he's laying there bleeding his guts out...what if his heads laying a few
steps away from his body",Daria exclaimed kind of sarcastically.
"Well fine then I'll go check...and if his heads laying next to his body I'll be sure
to mail it to you, so you can always have a piece of him",Jane joked.
Daria started adding more to her story as she waited for Jane to come back on the
phone. A few minutes later she heard Jane's voice coming from the receiver that lay on
the desk next to her. She picked it up and listened.
"Hey this is so cool I think Trent broke his arm",Jane exclaimed.
"How is that so cool",Daria asked picturing Trent lying at the bottom of the stairs.
"Oh, it just looks cool,It inspires me to paint something",Jane replied.
"paint what..his broken arm",Daria joked,"yeah that'll be the winning painting of the
art contest".
"No not his arm, but some twisted type of painting that would show the pain of a
broken arm",Jane said as her mind started racing with ideas.
"Oh",Daria sighed,"Hey is Trent still lying at the bottom of the stairs".
"Oh, oops...I guess we should go to the doctor's right",Jane exclaimed,"Well call me
later, and I'll tell you how Trent is doing, cause I know your gonna be dieing to
know".
"Yeah whatever",Daria sighed. They both said good bye and hung up, Daria set the phone
down and went back to writing her story. She was really getting into it, until Quinn
came into her room and interrupted her.
"Ahg..You know Daria you should really think about cleaning your room",Quinn exclaimed
as she stood in the middle of the room,"I don't know how your boyfriend Tim can even
stand being in here".
"Hhhhmm..It's Tom not Tim and why are you in my room anyway",Daria snapped, she
couldn't stand the fact that her parents were gonna make them take Quinn with them;
even worse take one of her fashion club friends too.
"yeah whatever...let's get this straight if me and Stacy go with you, your not to
address us in public and your my cousin who moved in with us when we moved here
okay",Quinn smiled.
"Hey I can't help it if your friend finds out we're sisters, I'm not acting like I'm
your cousin, but I never really act like I'm your sister anyway so whatever", Daria
said as she saved her story to her computer.
"Would you stop saying that we're sisters, you're probably adopted anyway...there's no
way I can be related to someone who would wear those hideous boots",Quinn stated, then
flipped her hair and walked out. Daria went back to writing her story, till she drew a
huge blank and had some sort of writers block. She saved what she had written, then
pulled out a book of psychology. She was thinking maybe she could figure out why
Quinn's the way she is, and then realized there was absolutely no explanation in the
world. About a half an hour later Quinn popped into Daria's room again.
"Here it's Tim",Quinn said as she threw the phone on Daria's bed and walked out. Daria
picked up the phone and said hello.
"So my names Tim now",Tom exclaimed.
"Yeah didn't ya know",Daria said as she set her psychology book down.
"So what have you been up to today",Tom asked.
"oh the usual...you know sacrificing poor innocent animals in protest, to show people
that doing this is the same as testing products on them that could in the result kill
them",Daria exclaimed sarcastically.
"hhhhhmmmm..sounds interesting",Tom almost laughed at Daria's sarcasm.
"So how's your day going so far",Daria asked glancing at her door.
Tom started to answer, but stopped when he heard Quinn talking to Daria.
"Daria I need the phone",Quinn said as she came in and took the phone from Daria and
hung it up as she walked out.
"What the HELL",Daria yelled as she fallowed Quinn out of her room and into the
hallway, but when she reached Quinn's room she stopped. She didn't dare go in there.
She was about to go back to her room, but decided there was absolutely nothing to do
in there, so she went downstairs. She took one look at her parents and couldn't stand
being there. So she decided to go for a walk, she walked right out the front door
without anyone even noticing or caring. She started drifting off into her thoughts
that clouded her head. Wandering down the streets, not really caring where she was
going. All she could think about was Trent, even though she new she should be day
dreaming about Tom. After all he was her boyfriend and it made sense to day dream
about your boyfriend and not your best friends brother. She wandered around for a
while. It was already past dark, but she still didn't feel like going home and being
bored, it was Friday night. There was no point in lazing around in the house all day.
Before she realized where she was going, she ended up at Janes front door. The door
swung open quickly. And Jane stood there staring at daria with a smile.
"Hey",Daria said surprised.
"Hey..I saw you walking up to are house; you looked like you were in a complete
daze",Jane teased.
"Yeah I guess I was just thinking about Tom",Daria lied as she walked in.
"ya sure you weren't thinking about Trent",Jane laughed as she shut the door.
"No",Daria sighed. They walked up to Jane's room, where she had paint spread out
everywhere.
Jane grinned,"Hey since your here, why don't you spend the night...you can see Trent
all night"!
"hhhmm...and what am I gonna sleep in",Daria asked right away,"you'r not gonna give me
some old granny outfit are you".
"No I promise that won't happen agian",Jane almost laughed picturing Daria in that old
thing,"you can where this", she said as she picked up a black tank top and dark blue
pajama pants.
"Fine", Daria exclaimed.
"Oh I'll get Trent in here",Jane grinned,"So he can see what ya look like in them".
"NO",Daria protested, but Jane was already out the door.
(sorry to end it that way! I think I say that about all of my chapters in my storys but yeah, I just can't write anymore now, cuz I'm SICK! this sucks! And yeah If you didn't like this chapter sorry! lol well I don't know why I'm Apologizing! :) lol well you can read and Review if you want! Actually Please Review! lol :):):)