K. Here's chapter 2. Hope you guys like it. But first I have a note or two. As a fan of the Jane/Jesse pairing, this story has them dating already. There are also mentions of a car wreck. The details there are in another story I'm working on called "I'll Be There." (Just a quick shameless plug... I mean... erm... What plugs? There are no plugs.) I've already posted a small bit of it here on if you're interested however. This is because I like to write more than one story at a time and confuse myself. :)
Daria opened the door a few days later when they all arrived.
"Hey, roomie." Jane said, her mischievous smile plastered on her face.
"Hey." Daria said dryly as Jane walked past her into the dorm room and put down her bag. She still wore a removable brace on her left wrist; a reminder, along with the light scar on her left cheek, of the car crash she had been in at the beginning of the summer. Jane had opted to leave the scar, making some smart ass comment about having something that "matched her scarred soul."
"Hey Daria." Daria looked up at Trent, who had taken Jane's place in the door.
"Umm... Hi."
"It's good to see you." Trent said, stopping to give her a brief, one-armed hug as he walked into the room, carrying his own suitcase and guitar.
Daria blushed a little at the contact, mumbled an answer under her breath, and busied herself with the door as Jesse walked in, nodding at Daria as he passed.
"Wait," Jane called before she got the door fully closed. "There are still a few things in The Tank. Hey, Jesse, you wanna help me?" Jane asked.
As they walked out of the room Daria looked over at Trent who was placing his suitcase and guitar on Laura's bed.
"Cool room." Trent said, looking around. "You must have a decent roommate."
"Yeah, she's better than most of the prom-queen sorostitutes we have here. We pretty much let each other be. At least she didn't mind me bringing my bone collection. I don't know what I would have done if I couldn't have it near me." Daria responded dryly, sitting down on the edge of her bed.
Daria wasn't sure why she was awake. She reached out for her glasses and looked at the clock on her bedside table. 6:45. 'Damn internal clock.' They were only a few days into the break and her body still hadn't adjusted to being allowed to sleep in for a little while. Knowing she'd never get back to sleep now, Daria slipped out of bed and looked around at the bodies scattered around the room. Jane and Jesse were lying on a quilt on the floor. Trent was spread out on Laura's bed. It took Daria a moment to catch herself staring at his sleeping form and she automatically blushed. She was glad that no one - more specifically Jane - was awake to see it. She turned, stepping carefully over the sleeping couple on the floor to her computer and turned on the screen, trusting the Lane genetics and influence would keep everyone asleep. 'Might as well get something done on my paper.' Plugging in her headphones, she sat down and began typing.
With the music cutting her off from the world, Daria never noticed the movement behind her. Of course, she wouldn't have expected it, considering who she was currently sharing the room with. It wasn't until a hand came down on her shoulder that she jumped, managing to stifle a noise of surprise. Pulling her headphones off, Daria turned around to see Trent standing behind her.
"Oh, sorry Trent… I didn't wake you up, did I? In fact," she added, looking at the clock and noting that it was 7:30, "I thought for sure it wasn't possible at this hour."
Trent returned the smile and laughed a little himself. "Yeah, I'm kinda surprised myself. I don't know... I guess it's the strange bed or something. I'm hungry anyway. Anywhere decent to get breakfast around here? My treat."
"There is something that claims to be a coffee shop about two blocks away. They sell bagels and a few decent kinds of pastries."
"Sounds cool."
Daria looked down at Jane and Jesse on the floor. "What about them?"
"Let 'em sleep." Trent said with a slightly bemused smile on his face.
So how am I doing guys?
I know it seems like the first part ends kind of suddenly, but I couldn't think of anything else for them to say to each other.
I'm trying to keep true to the characters, even though there's not much in these two small sections, I know… but I got a really good idea for the next chapter... busy working on it right now.
Wish me luck.
Kai
P.S. In case anyone's wondering about Daria's use of the word "sorostitutes," I would like to explain it. It's a word that many of my friends, even those in sororities, have used to describe some of the girls in the sororities in this wonderful college town I live in… I'm not trying to offend those in sororities; I just like the name… its funny.
