I still don't own Daria or Riding In Cars With Boys. What makes you think I
own them now??? Only Kevin and Brittany would.
~CHAPTER 2: ILL AGAIN~
One month after the party, Daria and Trent had become a couple. They had gone out a few times, usually to a movie or a concert. Not much really happened, since Trent slept half of the day and Daria had a curfew. Therefore, their time together was somewhat limited. Jane had gotten together with Jesse, with the same circumstances in their relationship.
*~*~
Daria awoke one morning feeling dizzy and nauseous. When she went to the bathroom to get her glasses, she was interrupted with a turning feeling of her stomach, so she leaned over the toilet and vomited her guts out.
"Daria, are you okay?" her mother, Helen asked from outside the door. Helen had been walking by to her office to talk to her assistant, Eric, when she heard Daria in the bathroom.
"I'm fine," Daria said without emotion, then cleaned herself up. She was confused why this happened, because she hadn't eaten anything out of the ordinary lately, and she had never gotten drunk in her life.
"Are you sure, honey?" Helen asked as she flipped open her cell phone.
"I'm--" Daria was cut off by a man's screaming.
"HELEN!! THE MUFFINS ARE BURNING!" It was her father, Jake. After a pause, he continued to holler. "HELEN!!! I BURNT MY HAND!!!!!!!!!!!! GAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"
"Oh, for the love of God," Helen said as she headed towards the kitchen to save her idiot husband. Daria, thankful for the interruption, brushed her teeth and got ready for the day, which would be Hell, just like every other day of her life.
*~*~
"What do you wanna do?" Jane asked Jesse as the two sat on the Lanes' living room couch that night. They were now a couple. On the night of the party, they had started talking to each other, and even though they had been friends for awhile, they both felt really nervous. They had nothing to be nervous about, however, because they had a blast joking on all of the popular kids. Before they knew it, they were kissing. When they went to the boardwalk after they left the party, they walked hand in hand and just continued to talk. Jesse worked up his courage and asked Jane to be his girlfriend, and she accepted, though she was bewildered.
"I dunno, what do you wanna do?" Jesse asked blankly as he leaned on the back of the couch.
"Wanna go get some pizza?" Jane asked, since she had no better ideas.
"Sure," replied Jesse. He and Jane stood up and got into Jane's car. Jane drove to the pizza parlor, although it was not very far away, and the two sat down in a booth.
"Where's Trent?" Jesse asked, oblivious that his best friend hadn't been around al night.
"He and Daria went to the Rancid concert," said Jane as she took a sip of her soda.
"I thought they were seeing Good Charlotte," said Jesse, taking a bite of pizza.
"Not bloody likely," said Jane. "Good Charlotte isn't hard enough for Trent."
"Oh," said Jesse. There was complete silence for a minute, then Jesse piped up with another question. "Where's Daria?"
"With Trent," Jane replied.
"Oh," said Jesse, unsure of what to say. He looked at Jane, who just looked at him back.
"Shouldn't we say something?" Jane asked flatly, bored out of her skull.
"I dunno," said Jesse. "How about we go to the Zen and check out a local band?"
"Sounds like a plan," said Jane. After all, she and Jesse had nothing better to do, since they weren't big fans of Rancid and Daria and Trent were out.
*~*~
Trent and Daria stood on the floor in front of the stage as Rancid rocked the stage. Daria was wrapped in Trent's tattooed arms, which she didn't mind, but she wasn't having too much fun. She didn't mind Rancid, and she did listen to their music sometimes, but she just wasn't a musical person. The only reason she went to the concert was because Trent wanted her to go with him. Besides the boredom, Daria also wasn't feeling that great. Her stomach hurt and she felt nauseous again. She had been vomiting a lot lately, but she had no clue why.
After "I Wanna Riot" ended, Lars (from Rancid) introduced the next song, "Radio". The band began to play, and Daria felt that she was about to vomit. She curled her way out of Trent's arms and told Trent that she had to go to the bathroom. He stood there to keep their place as Daria bolted towards the bathroom. When she got there, she leaned over the toilet and barfed her guts out. When she finished, she cleaned up her face and went back into the crowd. She decided that she would see the doctor the next day. She was so tired of vomiting.
*~*~
The next morning, a tired Daria woke up and snuck to the doctor's office. She didn't want to tell her parents where she was going just in case something unexpected happened, so she told them that she was going to go see Jane. She got in the car and drove to Dr. Phillips, and explained to the receptionist that she needed to see him right away. There wasn't a lot happening, so the receptionist said that he would be right there. Daria sat in the waiting room, in a quandary of what was lying ahead.
"Daria, what brings you here?" asked Dr. Phillips after he led Daria into his office.
"Um, I have been vomiting a lot lately," said Daria quietly. Dr. Phillips continued to ask her some questions, then decided to give her a urine test. To not get graphic, when she got done, he did his thing and awaited the results. After about ten minutes, he told Daria why she had been getting so sick.
"You're pregnant."
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Um, I finished the second chapter. Yup.
RUTHLESS BUNNY: I appreciate your comments, but I have a plot for this story and I am sticking to it. Please next time try not to be so formal when reviewing because I am only 15, and I don't have extensive vocabulary. But thanks for putting the suggestions in a nice way.
ANGEL: Thanks for reviewing. I'm glad you like it.
JANICE C. VASQUEZ: Thanks. Can't wait to read your fic. Thanks for accepting me even though you hate GC. A lot of GC haters tend to call me a poseur and they insult me.
KAR: I doubt Trent was a chainsmoker. I'm glad u like this.
JADE: Thanks much!! I think everyone was confused about the smoking thing. But don't waste your time thinking about it because it has NOTHING to do with the story. ^_^ I'm glad u like this.
V: No, I am not 8 years old, but I don't care what you say 'coz I don't need you anyway. Fuck off!
EQJS: Thanks, I really appreciate your review.
MIKE YAMIOLKOSKI: Maybe it's just me, but I can see Tom doing a thing like that. And I'll put all the footnotes I want. And for your information, Tom's name won't even be mentioned anymore in this story. And about the "It's Date Rape, Charlie Brown", well I'm only 15 and that is the best I could do. So sue me. I know you are trying to help, but I have a plot for this and I have a good story ahead, and I'm doing it my way. And it will NOT be cliche hell because the characters are all gonna be in awkward situations.
EUTERPE: Just so you know, this has a plot. It's just not all going to be in the first chapter. And this is going to be different, but if you don't like it, don't read it. I'm doing it my way, and I don't give a damn what u say. The characters are hard to do, but I've been watching Daria since I was 11, so I try my best.
NZGIRLCALLISTO: Thanks for reviewing. I'm glad somebody likes it.
Please read and review this chapter, but be nice.
~CHAPTER 2: ILL AGAIN~
One month after the party, Daria and Trent had become a couple. They had gone out a few times, usually to a movie or a concert. Not much really happened, since Trent slept half of the day and Daria had a curfew. Therefore, their time together was somewhat limited. Jane had gotten together with Jesse, with the same circumstances in their relationship.
*~*~
Daria awoke one morning feeling dizzy and nauseous. When she went to the bathroom to get her glasses, she was interrupted with a turning feeling of her stomach, so she leaned over the toilet and vomited her guts out.
"Daria, are you okay?" her mother, Helen asked from outside the door. Helen had been walking by to her office to talk to her assistant, Eric, when she heard Daria in the bathroom.
"I'm fine," Daria said without emotion, then cleaned herself up. She was confused why this happened, because she hadn't eaten anything out of the ordinary lately, and she had never gotten drunk in her life.
"Are you sure, honey?" Helen asked as she flipped open her cell phone.
"I'm--" Daria was cut off by a man's screaming.
"HELEN!! THE MUFFINS ARE BURNING!" It was her father, Jake. After a pause, he continued to holler. "HELEN!!! I BURNT MY HAND!!!!!!!!!!!! GAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"
"Oh, for the love of God," Helen said as she headed towards the kitchen to save her idiot husband. Daria, thankful for the interruption, brushed her teeth and got ready for the day, which would be Hell, just like every other day of her life.
*~*~
"What do you wanna do?" Jane asked Jesse as the two sat on the Lanes' living room couch that night. They were now a couple. On the night of the party, they had started talking to each other, and even though they had been friends for awhile, they both felt really nervous. They had nothing to be nervous about, however, because they had a blast joking on all of the popular kids. Before they knew it, they were kissing. When they went to the boardwalk after they left the party, they walked hand in hand and just continued to talk. Jesse worked up his courage and asked Jane to be his girlfriend, and she accepted, though she was bewildered.
"I dunno, what do you wanna do?" Jesse asked blankly as he leaned on the back of the couch.
"Wanna go get some pizza?" Jane asked, since she had no better ideas.
"Sure," replied Jesse. He and Jane stood up and got into Jane's car. Jane drove to the pizza parlor, although it was not very far away, and the two sat down in a booth.
"Where's Trent?" Jesse asked, oblivious that his best friend hadn't been around al night.
"He and Daria went to the Rancid concert," said Jane as she took a sip of her soda.
"I thought they were seeing Good Charlotte," said Jesse, taking a bite of pizza.
"Not bloody likely," said Jane. "Good Charlotte isn't hard enough for Trent."
"Oh," said Jesse. There was complete silence for a minute, then Jesse piped up with another question. "Where's Daria?"
"With Trent," Jane replied.
"Oh," said Jesse, unsure of what to say. He looked at Jane, who just looked at him back.
"Shouldn't we say something?" Jane asked flatly, bored out of her skull.
"I dunno," said Jesse. "How about we go to the Zen and check out a local band?"
"Sounds like a plan," said Jane. After all, she and Jesse had nothing better to do, since they weren't big fans of Rancid and Daria and Trent were out.
*~*~
Trent and Daria stood on the floor in front of the stage as Rancid rocked the stage. Daria was wrapped in Trent's tattooed arms, which she didn't mind, but she wasn't having too much fun. She didn't mind Rancid, and she did listen to their music sometimes, but she just wasn't a musical person. The only reason she went to the concert was because Trent wanted her to go with him. Besides the boredom, Daria also wasn't feeling that great. Her stomach hurt and she felt nauseous again. She had been vomiting a lot lately, but she had no clue why.
After "I Wanna Riot" ended, Lars (from Rancid) introduced the next song, "Radio". The band began to play, and Daria felt that she was about to vomit. She curled her way out of Trent's arms and told Trent that she had to go to the bathroom. He stood there to keep their place as Daria bolted towards the bathroom. When she got there, she leaned over the toilet and barfed her guts out. When she finished, she cleaned up her face and went back into the crowd. She decided that she would see the doctor the next day. She was so tired of vomiting.
*~*~
The next morning, a tired Daria woke up and snuck to the doctor's office. She didn't want to tell her parents where she was going just in case something unexpected happened, so she told them that she was going to go see Jane. She got in the car and drove to Dr. Phillips, and explained to the receptionist that she needed to see him right away. There wasn't a lot happening, so the receptionist said that he would be right there. Daria sat in the waiting room, in a quandary of what was lying ahead.
"Daria, what brings you here?" asked Dr. Phillips after he led Daria into his office.
"Um, I have been vomiting a lot lately," said Daria quietly. Dr. Phillips continued to ask her some questions, then decided to give her a urine test. To not get graphic, when she got done, he did his thing and awaited the results. After about ten minutes, he told Daria why she had been getting so sick.
"You're pregnant."
***********************************************************************
Um, I finished the second chapter. Yup.
RUTHLESS BUNNY: I appreciate your comments, but I have a plot for this story and I am sticking to it. Please next time try not to be so formal when reviewing because I am only 15, and I don't have extensive vocabulary. But thanks for putting the suggestions in a nice way.
ANGEL: Thanks for reviewing. I'm glad you like it.
JANICE C. VASQUEZ: Thanks. Can't wait to read your fic. Thanks for accepting me even though you hate GC. A lot of GC haters tend to call me a poseur and they insult me.
KAR: I doubt Trent was a chainsmoker. I'm glad u like this.
JADE: Thanks much!! I think everyone was confused about the smoking thing. But don't waste your time thinking about it because it has NOTHING to do with the story. ^_^ I'm glad u like this.
V: No, I am not 8 years old, but I don't care what you say 'coz I don't need you anyway. Fuck off!
EQJS: Thanks, I really appreciate your review.
MIKE YAMIOLKOSKI: Maybe it's just me, but I can see Tom doing a thing like that. And I'll put all the footnotes I want. And for your information, Tom's name won't even be mentioned anymore in this story. And about the "It's Date Rape, Charlie Brown", well I'm only 15 and that is the best I could do. So sue me. I know you are trying to help, but I have a plot for this and I have a good story ahead, and I'm doing it my way. And it will NOT be cliche hell because the characters are all gonna be in awkward situations.
EUTERPE: Just so you know, this has a plot. It's just not all going to be in the first chapter. And this is going to be different, but if you don't like it, don't read it. I'm doing it my way, and I don't give a damn what u say. The characters are hard to do, but I've been watching Daria since I was 11, so I try my best.
NZGIRLCALLISTO: Thanks for reviewing. I'm glad somebody likes it.
Please read and review this chapter, but be nice.