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CHAPTER 4: GIVE IT A TRY
"GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jake screamed after he saw the note that Helen handed to him. He and his wife were sitting at the kitchen table, looking at the note that was taped to Daria's door two days
"I can't believe she would do this, I mean, she gets straight A's," said Helen harshly. "This sounds more like something Quinn would do."
"QUINN'S PREGNANT TOO????" Jake asked as his face started turning red. When his face regained normal color, he put his head in his arms. "Aw, Helen, where did we go wrong??" He began to whine.
"Jake, Quinn's not pregnant, Daria is," said Helen as Jake's head popped up.
"Well, no use hiding it. WHOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOO! OL' JAKEY'S GONNA BE A GRANDPA!!!!!" cheered Jake as he jumped out of his seat.
"Jake, she's 18!" said Helen sternly. "Sit down!" Hearing the seriousness in his wife's tone, he sat down in his chair.
"Did she elope and not tell us?" Jake squeaked out as Helen glared at him.
"No, but Trent is the father, and I really don't know what he can do for her," said Helen.
"Trent???" asked Jake as a wide smile crossed his face. "Helen, he'll be fine, Trent's a cool dude!"
"Jake, he doesn't have a job and he spends his days sleeping," Helen reasoned. He can't support her, and she needs to go to college."
"Why don't she and Trent live here?" Jake suggested.
"Jake, we don't need two more mouths to feed, and Daria needs to learn that if she is going to be a mother, she needs to take the responsibilities of a mother."
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Quinn was walking in the living room, looking for the cordless phone. She was supposed to call Stacy, but what she heard from the kitchen was way too good to sacrifice hearing in order to talk to Stacy. She leaned against the wall just outside of the kitchen, and listened intently.
"Daria needs to learn that if she is going to be a mother, she needs to take the responsibilities of a mother," Helen said.
"What about Trent?" asked Jake.
"He's not our kid, so we can't do anything, but he does need to take the responsibilities of being a father, too."
Quinn's jaw dropped. Daria and Trent were having a baby? Quinn had always sensed some chemistry between the two of them, but this was just too unexpected. This was Daria. Brainy, sarcastic, Daria. Quinn picked up the cordless phone and headed straight to her room. Boy, did she have a lot to tell her friends.
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"I can't believe your cousin or whatever is pregnant," said Sandy the next morning in the halls of Lawndale High. The Fashion Club strolled down the halls, discussing Daria's situation.
"I can't believe she got slammed before any of us," said Tiffany with a touch of regret in her voice.
"But we don't wanna be sluts," said Stacy. "We'll look cheap!"
"Stacy dear, if this 'Daria' girl can get slammed, we sure can," said Sandy. "But we don't want to."
"No, we shouldn't," said Quinn. "If Daria got pregnant, and then we did, then people would think we were copying her and that would totally ruin our reputation!"
"Exactly," said Sandy as the bell rung and the four morons headed to class.
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"You have to go back sometime," said Jane as she and Daria sat in Jane's room. Daria was lying on the bed, and Jane was painting. "Not that your presence here was unbearable."
"I can't hide from them forever, and I can't drag you and Trent into this," said Daria quietly.
"Well I'll be with you every step of the way," said Jane as she turned towards her friend.
"Umm, thanks," said Daria quietly.
"But I can't believe you didn't accept Trent's proposal," said Jane. "You've had a thing for him for the past two years, even though you ignored the thing to go out with Tom."
"I can't drag him into this," said Daria.
"But he's the father," said Jane.
"I know, and I kind of want to marry him, but I don't want to depend on him," said Daria.
"So marry him, and be independent," said Jane. "You just go to college and you can be the man of the house."
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That night, Daria stepped into the house that she had left three days ago. She nervously walked into the kitchen, awaiting her doom. Surely, Helen was heating up a frozen lasagna and Jake and Quinn were sitting at the table, Jake reading the paper and Quinn the latest issue of Waif magazine.
"Well Daria, I see you finally decided the time was right for you to come home," said Helen sternly. "We've been waiting for you two."
"Two?" asked Daria, then realized what Helen meant. She had read the note. They knew that she was pregnant. Well at least she didn't have to tell them face to face. Helen pulled the note off the refrigerator and sat down in her seat. All three of the family stared up at Daria, who had an expressionless face.
"Are you and Trent going to get married?" asked Helen sternly.
"He proposed it, but I don't need it," said Daria quietly. "I can make it on my own."
"Daria, you're a still a young lady, you need to go to college, and you can't if you're taking care of a baby," said Helen.
"I can, and I will," said Daria. "I'm going to go to college and become a writer, and we'll be fine."
"We're very disappointed in you, kiddo," said Jake quietly as he set the newspaper down on the table. "You're throwing your life away."
"I can't believe you got slammed before I did, I mean, you're such a loser--" Quinn began, but Helen interrupted.
"Quinn! This is a private matter, go to your room," said Helen as Quinn gave her puppy dog eyes. "NOW!" she added as Quinn sulked and went upstairs to her room. Quinn wanted to see what would happen to Daria, and she wanted to rub the situation in, being that that was what she did best.
"Daria, we know that you can go to college, but we think that you should marry Trent. That way he'd be able to help you take care of the baby," suggested Helen.
"I can't drag him into this," said Daria quietly.
"He's the father, give him a chance," said Helen with a pleading look on her face. "I know he's not the most reliable, but give it a try."
"OK," Daria sighed. "But somehow I know I'm going to regret this."
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Hey! I know this was short, but the next chapter will be longer and better. And I'm gonna try to update more often, school sucks up a lot of time, but I'm gonna work on updating more. What's with the lack of reviews??? Was it because I stood up for myself when I got flamed?? Anyways, I hope to see more reviews for this chapter.
Thanks to these people for reviewing:
Janice C. Vasquez: That was a little rushed, I'll admit, and some things are gonn ahve to be just a bit rushed to get to the point of the story, but I'll try my best not to rush it too much. But thanks for reading!
Lady Trista: Well, the answer to your question is answered above. :) But this isn't it, there's a lot more to be encountered. I'm glad you like this.
Katrin the Great: I'm gonna try to update more, like I said, it's hard, but I'm gonna try. :)
Chibi Horsewoman: Well, I don't have anyone to bitch out here, but when I get a flame, (which I was getting) I just stand up for myself. I see what you mean, but I'm just not the type who will be stomped on. I explained the Date Rape, Charlie Brown thing in the last chapter, but I'm not as quick with the sarcasm as Daria and Jane are. Otherwise, I'm glad you like this, and yes, the hole is very cramped and dark. :) But I'm leaving it tomorrow night to see Good Charlotte! ^^
Anyways, please read and review!!!!!!
CHAPTER 4: GIVE IT A TRY
"GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jake screamed after he saw the note that Helen handed to him. He and his wife were sitting at the kitchen table, looking at the note that was taped to Daria's door two days
"I can't believe she would do this, I mean, she gets straight A's," said Helen harshly. "This sounds more like something Quinn would do."
"QUINN'S PREGNANT TOO????" Jake asked as his face started turning red. When his face regained normal color, he put his head in his arms. "Aw, Helen, where did we go wrong??" He began to whine.
"Jake, Quinn's not pregnant, Daria is," said Helen as Jake's head popped up.
"Well, no use hiding it. WHOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOO! OL' JAKEY'S GONNA BE A GRANDPA!!!!!" cheered Jake as he jumped out of his seat.
"Jake, she's 18!" said Helen sternly. "Sit down!" Hearing the seriousness in his wife's tone, he sat down in his chair.
"Did she elope and not tell us?" Jake squeaked out as Helen glared at him.
"No, but Trent is the father, and I really don't know what he can do for her," said Helen.
"Trent???" asked Jake as a wide smile crossed his face. "Helen, he'll be fine, Trent's a cool dude!"
"Jake, he doesn't have a job and he spends his days sleeping," Helen reasoned. He can't support her, and she needs to go to college."
"Why don't she and Trent live here?" Jake suggested.
"Jake, we don't need two more mouths to feed, and Daria needs to learn that if she is going to be a mother, she needs to take the responsibilities of a mother."
***********
Quinn was walking in the living room, looking for the cordless phone. She was supposed to call Stacy, but what she heard from the kitchen was way too good to sacrifice hearing in order to talk to Stacy. She leaned against the wall just outside of the kitchen, and listened intently.
"Daria needs to learn that if she is going to be a mother, she needs to take the responsibilities of a mother," Helen said.
"What about Trent?" asked Jake.
"He's not our kid, so we can't do anything, but he does need to take the responsibilities of being a father, too."
Quinn's jaw dropped. Daria and Trent were having a baby? Quinn had always sensed some chemistry between the two of them, but this was just too unexpected. This was Daria. Brainy, sarcastic, Daria. Quinn picked up the cordless phone and headed straight to her room. Boy, did she have a lot to tell her friends.
***********
"I can't believe your cousin or whatever is pregnant," said Sandy the next morning in the halls of Lawndale High. The Fashion Club strolled down the halls, discussing Daria's situation.
"I can't believe she got slammed before any of us," said Tiffany with a touch of regret in her voice.
"But we don't wanna be sluts," said Stacy. "We'll look cheap!"
"Stacy dear, if this 'Daria' girl can get slammed, we sure can," said Sandy. "But we don't want to."
"No, we shouldn't," said Quinn. "If Daria got pregnant, and then we did, then people would think we were copying her and that would totally ruin our reputation!"
"Exactly," said Sandy as the bell rung and the four morons headed to class.
***********
"You have to go back sometime," said Jane as she and Daria sat in Jane's room. Daria was lying on the bed, and Jane was painting. "Not that your presence here was unbearable."
"I can't hide from them forever, and I can't drag you and Trent into this," said Daria quietly.
"Well I'll be with you every step of the way," said Jane as she turned towards her friend.
"Umm, thanks," said Daria quietly.
"But I can't believe you didn't accept Trent's proposal," said Jane. "You've had a thing for him for the past two years, even though you ignored the thing to go out with Tom."
"I can't drag him into this," said Daria.
"But he's the father," said Jane.
"I know, and I kind of want to marry him, but I don't want to depend on him," said Daria.
"So marry him, and be independent," said Jane. "You just go to college and you can be the man of the house."
***********
That night, Daria stepped into the house that she had left three days ago. She nervously walked into the kitchen, awaiting her doom. Surely, Helen was heating up a frozen lasagna and Jake and Quinn were sitting at the table, Jake reading the paper and Quinn the latest issue of Waif magazine.
"Well Daria, I see you finally decided the time was right for you to come home," said Helen sternly. "We've been waiting for you two."
"Two?" asked Daria, then realized what Helen meant. She had read the note. They knew that she was pregnant. Well at least she didn't have to tell them face to face. Helen pulled the note off the refrigerator and sat down in her seat. All three of the family stared up at Daria, who had an expressionless face.
"Are you and Trent going to get married?" asked Helen sternly.
"He proposed it, but I don't need it," said Daria quietly. "I can make it on my own."
"Daria, you're a still a young lady, you need to go to college, and you can't if you're taking care of a baby," said Helen.
"I can, and I will," said Daria. "I'm going to go to college and become a writer, and we'll be fine."
"We're very disappointed in you, kiddo," said Jake quietly as he set the newspaper down on the table. "You're throwing your life away."
"I can't believe you got slammed before I did, I mean, you're such a loser--" Quinn began, but Helen interrupted.
"Quinn! This is a private matter, go to your room," said Helen as Quinn gave her puppy dog eyes. "NOW!" she added as Quinn sulked and went upstairs to her room. Quinn wanted to see what would happen to Daria, and she wanted to rub the situation in, being that that was what she did best.
"Daria, we know that you can go to college, but we think that you should marry Trent. That way he'd be able to help you take care of the baby," suggested Helen.
"I can't drag him into this," said Daria quietly.
"He's the father, give him a chance," said Helen with a pleading look on her face. "I know he's not the most reliable, but give it a try."
"OK," Daria sighed. "But somehow I know I'm going to regret this."
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Hey! I know this was short, but the next chapter will be longer and better. And I'm gonna try to update more often, school sucks up a lot of time, but I'm gonna work on updating more. What's with the lack of reviews??? Was it because I stood up for myself when I got flamed?? Anyways, I hope to see more reviews for this chapter.
Thanks to these people for reviewing:
Janice C. Vasquez: That was a little rushed, I'll admit, and some things are gonn ahve to be just a bit rushed to get to the point of the story, but I'll try my best not to rush it too much. But thanks for reading!
Lady Trista: Well, the answer to your question is answered above. :) But this isn't it, there's a lot more to be encountered. I'm glad you like this.
Katrin the Great: I'm gonna try to update more, like I said, it's hard, but I'm gonna try. :)
Chibi Horsewoman: Well, I don't have anyone to bitch out here, but when I get a flame, (which I was getting) I just stand up for myself. I see what you mean, but I'm just not the type who will be stomped on. I explained the Date Rape, Charlie Brown thing in the last chapter, but I'm not as quick with the sarcasm as Daria and Jane are. Otherwise, I'm glad you like this, and yes, the hole is very cramped and dark. :) But I'm leaving it tomorrow night to see Good Charlotte! ^^
Anyways, please read and review!!!!!!