Well that was it! They did it. We can all die happy. (Quiet Tom haters) This next chapter will be some filler but keep reading! It'll get better I think!
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Chapter Three
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Tom and Daria sit on the bed, fully clothed again. Daria was feeling sore now. As if she had a bruise down there. Tom on the other hand was ecstatic.
"You know Daria I'm really glad you changed your mind" he said grinning at her. "It didn't hurt you too much did it?"
"No not too much" Daria answered "I am a little sore though now so I think I'll need some time before we do that again."
"Take all the time you need." Tom said reaching for her hand. "I meant it when I said I love you, you know."
"I know" Daria said looking down at their interlocked hands.
With that the couple heard some movement and voices downstairs. Perfect excuse to not talk about this right now.
"Sounds like my parents are home, maybe you should go" Daria said "I'll see you later." She said standing up, kissing him briefly and then leading him downstairs.
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"Hey Jane" Daria spoke into the cordless phone up against her ear.
"Daria, how was your night last night?" Jane asked
"I didn't go." Daria said
"Ouch, you stood him up? While his mini me was standing up..?" Jane said "How'd he take that?
"He took it fine apparently" Daria answered "but then.. we kind of did it this afternoon."
Daria could hear Jane's mouth drop. "Wait, what?! You stood him up to just to give it up today? Daria, you harlot!"
"Shh.." Daria insisted "I'm sure my parents could hear you from there."
"Well, how was it?" Jane asked laughing.
"Uh.. Well it was ok" Daria said "It did kind of hurt, but not that bad."
"Phew. If you think it's not that bad I'll be fine. I can't believe you actually went through with it." Jane said
"Me neither but it was kind of a now or never thing." Daria explained. "Jane.. He said he loved me."
The other line was quiet for a second. "Oh.." Jane said finally. "That is big"
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Daria was sitting crossed-legged on the couch, as if she were trying to hide her secret. Her mother walked into the room.
"Uh.. Daria?" Helen spoke.
"Tom and I didn't have sex, and we're not going to any time soon. Unless, of course, a bomb goes off and, as Earth's last two survivors, we must replenish the human race. Although, frankly, that's not motivation enough for me." Daria spouted mindlessly. Possibly saying too much, Daria thought.
However, Helen seemed to sigh in relief.
"Well, I can't say I'm not somewhat relieved. I just want you to know that whatever decisions you make in life, I'm on your side and..." Helen moved towards her daughter who deflected her advance with the newspaper she was holding. She needed some good old fashion sarcasm to cement her mothers belief in her statement.
Daria began "So instead, we've decided to sublimate our urges by traveling cross-country with a motorcycle gang."
Helen raised an eyebrow. "All right. You just remember to call home on Sunday nights."
Her mothers response caught Daria off guard. "Hey!" she shouted lowering the paper. Sometimes her family wasn't so bad.
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Back in her room Daria received another phone call.
"Hello Daria" the other end spoke. It was Tom.
"Why if it isn't my motorcycling gang mate" Daria said smirking.
"What?" Tom said in confusion.
"Sorry, inside joke" Daria replied "I guess our intimacy level increase has caused you to desire my constant presence." She was feeling silly, whether it was the horomones revving up again, her exchange with her mother, or both. "I only saw you, two hours ago."
"Although I would enjoy your constant presence, that is not my purpose of this call" Tom replied wittily. That was one of the things she liked about him. "I'm going away next weekend to the cove.. For a week.."
"Oh.." Daria responded feeling a little defeated. She would enjoy his constant presence as well. At least for the next little while.
"Yea it's my cousins wedding.. so.. I'll really miss you." Tom said
"I'll miss you too." Daria said
"Well I'll be sure to hang out before I leave." Tom said.
"Sure" Daria said. "Call you tomorrow."
"Goodbye, Daria"