It was quite easy to get some phone numbers and addresses. Jane and Charles went to the website that she had visited before. The name, , was easy enough for Jane to remember it when the moment of typing it online came.
On the forum, Charles published a post asking Boston residents to answer them, and e-mail them for a possible visit that same weekend. Both Charles and Jane were expecting anxiously any answer, and it only take a few hours to get five responses from Boston. They had something they wanted to discuss, something important, Charles wrote speaking for Jane and himself, and they could go to Boston the next day to see one or more of the people that had answered. The five people replied shortly after giving the kids the adress of a coffee shop in the middle of the city. They said they'd meet them around 12 pm.
This was, also, something the kids desperately wanted, an excuse to get away from Lawndale and the Lawndale aliens.
"What are you going to tell your parents?" Jane asked.
"If they are acting weird too, I don't know because I haven't spoken to them since this started. What are you telling yours?".
"I don't know. Normally I never have to make up things because they're never around so now that they are I may use the Daria related excuse again. If they say no, don't worry, we are going anyways, I seriously can't stand this town for much longer. I'll come over around 9 am, can you drive?".
"Sure, I'll drive".
Jane took a red backpack and packed a notepad with the address of the coffee shop and the name of it, some money and a jacket. She was ready to go to Boston. Like she had told Charles, she had used the Daria excuse. She was going out with Daria, maybe to a restaurant nearby Lawndale, maybe they would hang around the town. Her parents didn't have to worry, she told them, because she'd be home before 10 pm. Her parents agreed, but for a moment she felt terrified when they told her that maybe Trent should go with them, since he had a crush on Daria. Luckily, Trent said he couldn't go because he had to study, but the information had shocked her. The passive-passive relationship between Trent and Daria had always been Daria liking Trent, not the opposite. Trent blushed when Amanda mentioned his crush on Daria, just like Daria did when Jane teased her about it.
Jane grabbed the backpack, ready to leave to Boston, and that was when the phone rang. Jane ignored the bell, sure that her parents would take the call or maybe Trent. However, as soon as she left her room, Trent's voice called "Janey" from downstairs. Jane raised an eyebrow, wondering who could be calling her since she didn't see a reason for Charles to call her. As she put one foot in front of the other, walking down the stairs, she was wondering if something had happened and that was why Charles was calling, but for her own surprise the voice that replied to her "yo" was not Charles', it wasn't even a male's voice.
"Jane, it's nice to hear your voice!".
"Daria?" Jane asked bewildered.
"You don't sound quite as happy to hear mine" Daria said with a suddenly less joyful voice.
"No, no, it's not that, it's just that... what's up?".
Daria laughed, now happier again.
"I'm good, I'm sorry we haven't really talk in a few days, I've been busy with school and the cheerleading squad and the school's newspaper and the French club and the self-esteem courses for kids".
The brainwashed Daria's enthusiasm scared Jane.
"Uh...yeah, that sucks. But I have to go now, I'll see you tomorrow at school, okay?".
"I guess if you don't have time right now we can talk tomorrow. I haven't seen you around class too much lately but what do you say about getting together for lunch tomorrow?".
"Sure, sure we'll get together fo lunch. Later, Daria".
When Jane hung up she ran through the door and ran half the way to Charles', she couldn't wait to get out of Lawndale for at least a day.