Other Fan Fiction ❯ Daria: College Pains ❯ Mary, Jane ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter 10: Mary, Jane

 

Daria is sitting in her room after class on Thursday. She had done it, finally! “Why am I happy? This just means I don't have anything to do.” She looks over at her school bag. It had the list of work that would be due over the semester. “If I do it all then I'll really be bored.” Daria rests her head on her arms wondering what to do. She leaves her room and goes out into the living room to use the phone.

 

“I know, Sakz, this weekend is going to be a blast!” Lindsey is on the phone. She hears Daria and looks up. “Hey, Daria, there's going to be…”

 

“A party.” Daria finishes Lindsey's sentence. “I'll go.” Lindsey drops the phone. She picks it back up still stunned by what Daria said.

 

“Um, I, ok, um, Skaz? Daria said, she'll, she'll go to the party to!” Daria can't hear what Skaz says. “Ok, uh huh, I will,” Lindsey continues talking on the phone.

 

“Lindsey I want to use the phone.” Lindsey nods so Daria knows she heard her.

 

“Skaz, Daria needs to use the phone, uh huh, ok, love you to, bye.” Lindsey hangs up the phone. “Daria why did you decide to go to the party?”

 

“Getting drunk, getting laid, what I've always dreamed of.”

 

“Sarcasm, ha ha, really why?” Lindsey hands Daria the phone.

 

“Do I have to have a reason?” Daria takes the phone to her room so she can call Jane. “Hello?”

 

“There you are, you haven't called me all week, I,” Jane stops. She was worried, scared to death. That Daria had just been lying about not hating her. “Why did you make me worry Ms. Morgendorffer I thought maybe you had taken my advice and found new friends.”

 

“I tried to take your advice but I can't handle these people.” They had been nice to Daria. Dantanius and Amalia said hi to her if they passed each other on the campus. They just didn't make Daria feel comfortable. If she gave them a chance she might feel different but giving people chances was something she rarely did.

 

“Then what are you going to do this weekend? Andrea and I are going with Trent to a gig Mystic Spiral has in Baltimore.”

 

“I'm going to a party.” Daria hears Jane laugh. “I'm serious Jane I can't sit around all weekend. I'll do homework, and when that's done I'll have nothing to do for the rest of the semester.”

 

“You decided to go, you weren't bribed?”

 

“No, I realized sitting in my room all year is going to drive me insane and I need to take a break from school. It was a lot easier back at home but when you live at the school it's hard to do.”

 

“Good for you Daria. Going to drink like you did last time?” Daria doesn't respond. “Oh Daria my little girl is growing into such a woman.”

 

“Did you ever drink?” Daria tries to turn it around on Jane.

 

“Yes. I had wine with Allison at the Arts Commune. Never had beer from a keg though, how does it taste?”

 

“Uh, like beer? Sorry I didn't call you lately I was trying to get my Creative Writing work done.”

 

“Did you?”

 

“Yes. But this mean I have nothing to do for that class until the next assignment. Unless I ask Yulo what she's going to assign next I don't have anything else to do.”

 

“Yulo?”

 

“My Creative Writing teacher. With my luck it will be romance next.” Daria could not, would not do romance.

 

“What?”

 

“She has us write stories of a certain type. This assignment was action so I just based it off of Zombie Blaster 2000.”

 

“Can I read it?”

 

“No.”

 

“You never let me read your work. Why do you write if you don't let anyone read it?” Daria mumbles an answer. “Come on Daria will you let me read it the next time I come up?”

 

“Sure, by the time you come up you will forget about it.”

 

“Just for that I'm writing it down to make sure I don't.” Daria mumbles something else. “College hard?”

 

“Not really. Are you scared about going to BFAC?”

 

“A little but I heard how if you do your own things and present them to the teacher they might sell it and for every painting sold you get twenty points and twenty percent of the money made.”

 

“Going to pay off college by selling your paintings?”

 

“Doubt it. I have to sell the paintings to get the points and money.”

 

“You're serious about selling your work?” Jane had tried to sell it before but never actually did.

 

“Of course Daria some of us didn't apply for scholarships to pay for college. Besides also unlike you I want people to see my work.” Jane right now is working on a painting.

 

“Then change what you paint. Make, mountains, or puppies in a basket.”

 

“Puppies without any skin would work, and a mountain that's really a skull would look cool.” Daria laughs. “What happened?” Jane hadn't said anything funny so assumes something happened near Daria.

 

“Why did you never ask to paint me?” It was something that had bugged Daria. She would have said no but Jane never did ask.

 

“Because you'd say no, why do you ask, want a portrait or something?” Jane had wanted to paint Daria but she assumed correctly Daria would say no. She could have painted something without Daria knowing but Jane wasn't going to do that to her friend.

 

“No, I was just, it was stupid.” Daria goes to the living room to get a can of soda out of the fridge. “Almost out already? Why couldn't I have gotten a magical fridge like the one at home that restocked itself?”

 

“Daria I wouldn't call Jake buying groceries and putting them away magical.”

 

“Is that how that works?” Daria closes the fridge door and walks back towards her room. She stops when she gets to Lindsey's door and knocks on it.

 

“Wait!” Daria waits and Lindsey opens her door a few seconds later. “What is it?”

 

“We're almost out of soda. I'll get some later and I wondered if there was anything you wanted?”

 

“Um, well, no.” Lindsey thinks about it. “No I'm good. Remember to go with the cheap stuff. No brand names needed, to expensive for sugar water.” Lindsey closes her door. Daria goes to her room and opens the can of soda.

 

“Jane, can I let you go?”

 

“No. Now what are you going to do?”

 

“Leave the phone on while I go to the store for soda. Not my dime being spent right?”

 

“Alright, go get your soda cowgirl. Make sure not to wait so long to call me ok Ms. Morgendorffer?”

 

“Cowgirl?”

 

“Adaptation of a line from The Devil's Rejects.”

 

“Never saw it.”

 

“Daria you need to start watching movies that aren't in black and white or have sub titles. Just make sure to call me soon ok?”

 

“It was only a few days Jane. I'll call you tomorrow.”

 

“Before you go to the party?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Call me after if you can. Unless you find yourself some young college stud to…” Daria hangs up on Jane. “Daria? I was just making a joke.” Jane hangs up the phone and goes back to her painting.

 

The next day Daria goes up to Ms. Yulo during Creative Writing. “Ms. Yulo?”

 

“Yes, um, Daria?” Daria is amazed Ms. Yulo recognized her. Daria had never volunteered anything or turned in any extra work like most of the others in the class. Although, this is probably why Ms. Yulo recognized her. “What is it?”

 

“I finished our writing assignment.” Daria rubs her right hand as phantom pain appears. “But it isn't due for another week. Could I get our next assignment so I can start planning on what I want to write?” Not romance, anything but romance, I'll give you a kidney for anything but romance.

 

“If you're sure Daria.” Ms. Yulo goes into a drawer and pulls a sheet of paper out. She closes her eyes and skims her finger up and down it. When she stops moving her finger she opens her eyes and sees what her finger landed on. “Romance.”

 

“Oh, ok, thanks.” I knew I should have offered a liver, anyone can give a kidney. Daria goes back to her seat and sits down. Romance, the thing she couldn't, wouldn't, write. Now she had more then a month ahead of her with no Creative Writing work. She goes into her school bag and gets her math homework out. As she works on it she feels a tap on her shoulder. She turns around and sees it is the same girl who warned her of the writing with a pen and paper rule.

 

“Daria right?” Daria nods. “You must be doing well on the assignment if you're doing,” She looks over Daria's shoulder. “Math homework.”

 

“I finished mine.” Daria looks at the girl and decides to help her. “Next assignment is Romance.” Now they were even.

 

“Really? Hmmm, I don't do Romance to well. Maybe a Romantic Comedy will work.”

 

“I don't know.”

 

“Anyways, I was wondering, my room mate Amalia said you talked in the art building. She said you said you were friends with Tony but Dantanius said you were more. If you are is it just friendship or is he available?” Daria tries to keep a comment about what the girl had just said but figured they were already even.

 

“Well I heard from a friend of mine that Skaz heard Dantanius wants Tony so he's been telling everyone that me and Tony are more then friends but we aren't.” The girl doesn't catch what Daria is doing.

 

“Ok, thanks, don't you think he's cute though?” Daria shrugs her shoulders.

 

“I like my guys taller.” Daria turns away and goes back to her homework. She gets her math homework done so works on her English 101 homework. She gets this done and notices she still has twenty minutes left. “Now what?” Daria looks around and sees most people either writing or talking. “Maybe I could do that.” She looks around some more not seeing anyone that she wanted to talk to. “School was easier with Jane.”

 

“Jane?” The girl Daria had talked to before leans over. “I know a guy who has some if you want to buy.”

 

“No, Jane, not Mary Jane. She's a friend from back home.”

 

“Oh, well, if you want some for the party tonight just let me know.”

 

“You smoke?”

 

“No, not anymore, but I have no problem making money off of these,” The girl motions to those around them. “People. Glad to hear you don't, right?”

 

“No, I don't.” The girl smiles at Daria.

 

“I'm Mary, maybe we'll see each other at the party tonight, if I'm not to busy with Tony.” She giggles, scaring Daria. “You have a friend named Jane and if we become friends you'll have a friend named Mary, Mary and Jane.”

 

“Yes, I would, if you became my friend.” Fat Chance. “How did you know I was going to the party?”

 

“Well duh only a loser wouldn't and you're not a loser. Are you sure you won't have any problems if I go after your friend Tony?”

 

“Yes, we're just friends, he's not my type.” He's psychotic, dark, smart, sarcastic, hmmm, why don't I like him? Daria shakes her head. “You and Tony have all the fun you want.”

 

“I'm not going to go that far Daria. What are you wearing to the party?” Daria looks down at her clothes.

 

“You have a problem with this?”

 

“Not going to dress up, or down, for the party? If they don't like you for who you are to hell with them right?” Daria nods amazed something like that has come out of Mary. Maybe she wasn't that much of a ditz. She may sound like one but her words have depth. “You're friends with Tony what do you think he'd like?”

 

“Be yourself, he doesn't like people who act or wear a mask.” If Mary digs her claws into Tony maybe he'll leave me alone. “Don't be an airhead, not that you have been,” Much. “And don't throw yourself at him.”

 

“Really? Thanks Daria you're such a cool person. No wonder Amalia wanted to paint you.”

 

“Did you let her paint you?”

 

“Yes! It was a really cool painting with a good and evil side. Its in my room do you want to see it?” Daria shakes her head.

 

“I'm not an artist I probably wouldn't get it. My friend Jane might though, she's an artist.”

 

“That's right, Amalia said your friend was, not you. Well, writing is an art isn't it? We're artists we just use the pen and paper instead of paint and canvas.” Mary flicks the pen in her hand like a paint brush. The two continue to talk until the bell rings. “I got a break next, need to get something to eat, what class do you have next?”

 

“A break, um, I'm just going back to my dorm for something to drink.”

 

“Ok!” Daria isn't sure what happened but apparently she just invited Mary to her dorm room. Getting to her dorm room Daria unlocks the door and the two go in. “Ooo you got a mini fridge, aren't those expensive?”

 

“Got it at a pawn shop.” Daria goes over and gets a can of soda out and hands it to Mary then gets one out for herself.

 

“That's a good idea. Nice Laz-Y-Boys.” Mary sits down in a lawn chair. “Sick Sad World, repeat.” Mary had turned the TV on and was flipping through the channels. “You and your room mate share all of this?”

 

“Kind of had to.” Daria sits down in the other lawn chair.

 

“Tell that to Amalia. The living room is her space, her room is her space, the bathroom is her space. If I got a mini fridge she'd probably use it to store her paints.” Mary pats her stomach. “Got anything to eat?”

 

“Yes, for a fee.”

 

“Oh, yeah, food costs money.” Daria is surprised the Mary was willing to give her money. “Got stuff for a sandwich? I'll give you two dollars.”

 

“A sandwich costs six dollars at the cafeteria.”

 

“Yes and I'm not spending six dollars for a sandwich from you, even if it is home made.” Mary gets out of the lawn chair and gives Daria two dollars. She goes over to the mini fridge and takes out some cheese and bologna. “Mustard, mustard, there.” She takes the mustard out. She grabs the bread off the top of the mini fridge and gets two slices out. She makes a sandwich. “Thank you Daria. I guess this means you have a friend named Mary and a friend named Jane?” She puts things away before going back over to the lawn chair.

 

“Do I have a choice?” Daria had no idea this would happen, this girl was even pushier then when she first met Jane.

 

“Of course you do this is America we all have a choice.”

 

“Except when to go to class.” Daria sees it is almost time for classes. “I have Physical Science next.”

 

“I got history, nothing more exciting then learning about a bunch of dead guys.”

 

“It would be more fun if they dug them up so we could ask them what the hell they were thinking.”

 

“Yeah, but then they'd smell up the classroom. And really do you really want to talk with Nixon? That much bullshit would only fester after all those years in the ground.” Daria laughs, a tiny little bit. “Thanks for the sandwich.”

 

“You made it and paid for it so no need to thank me.” And maybe, I might have someone to talk to. “Um, probably see you at the party tonight?”

 

“If you don't go blind beforehand then yes you will see me.” They leave Daria's dorm room and go off to their separate classes.

 

After school Daria goes back to her dorm room and gets the phone. “Hello?” Daria had called Jane.

 

“Oh, Daria, I'll get Jane.” Trent puts the phone down and finds Jane. A few seconds later someone picks the phone up.

 

“Yo Ms. Morgendorffer glad to see you remembered.” Jane puts down a bowl of crackers she was covering in melted jolly ranchers. “Are you nervous about the big party? Don't worry I'm sure some unlucky fella will ask you to dance.”

 

“Jane when have I ever been nervous about going to a party?”

 

“Good point you never had time to be nervous since I dragged you to them. Be careful Daria bad things can happen, like meeting a nice guy and getting drunk…” Jane leaves the rest to Daria.

 

“Unless I can find a former Jane boyfriend that's not going to happen.” Daria turns around when she hears someone at the door. Lindsey comes in, with Skaz. “Jane I have to go, I'll, I'll call you tomorrow.”

 

“Ok Daria. Have fun, or try not to let the drunken foolery stop you from saying hi to someone.”

 

“I did say hi to someone today and I got a friend out of it. Why would I want to say hi again when the results always end badly?”

 

“You're right if I had kept you from saying hi to Tom I'd still not have him.” Jane laughs, Daria gives a muffled chuckle. “Bye Daria.”

 

“Bye.” Daria and Jane hang up. Daria turns around and sees Lindsey is standing behind her. “Ease drop much?”

 

“I, I wanted to use the phone and was waiting for you to get done.” Lindsey looks away from Daria.

 

“Don't cry. I didn't think about that.” Daria sighs and goes to her room leaving Lindsey in the living room. She lies down on her bed. “I need to do my Creative Writing homework.” Daria sits up and gets a piece of paper and a pen out. She writes her name in longhand, puts the date on it, and then is stumped. “I should at least give it a title.” She writes one down, Tell Tale Heart. “Ok, Creative Writing homework is done.” She looks at her alarm clock, five twenty eight. “Maybe I should try to do the assignment.” She imagines trying to make a romance…

 

“Oh Dantanius I do love you but how do I know you love me?” A girl who looks like Amalia in a southern bell dress is on the balcony of her mansion.

 

“I'll give you anything your heart desires my love.” A man who looks like Dantanius is on one knee below the balcony.

 

“Anything?”

 

“Yes my love, anything.”

 

“Even the tender liver of a new born babe?”

 

“Uh, how about something more romantic?”

 

“Ok, your heart!” The Amalia look alike pulls out a shotgun and shoots the Dantanius look alike in the chest. It blows a hole open revealing his heart. “Should have gone with the tender liver of a new born babe.”

 

Daria shakes her head as she comes out of the fantasy. “Damn, how to turn that into a twenty page story?” She writes, and writes, for about three minutes. “I'll just take the F, nothing wrong with failing, right Mr. O'Neil.” Maybe I should wear something besides this to the party.” Daria looks down at her skirt and top. “Pants, definitely. Who knows what kind of pervs will be there.” Daria changes into pants. “Now I need a new top, wait.” She sits down on her bed. “What am I doing? It's like I actually care.” Maybe I do. “I hate you Jane this is entirely your fault.” She changes into a black t shirt. “Aren't I hip?” Daria leaves her room to go to the living room and get a drink out of the mini fridge when she stops at Lindsey's door. Daria knocks on it.

 

“Come in.” Daria opens the door and goes in.

 

“I'm sorry I yelled at you.”

 

“Ok, oh, you're getting ready for the party!” Lindsey gets up and goes to Daria. “Please let me do your hair, or your nails, both?”

 

“Ok, if you can do it without using anything that has an ingredient you can't pronounce.” Daria smirks at Lindsey as she tries to think of something.

 

“Um, brush, comb, they don't have any ingredients.”

 

“Damn, no scrunchies or I will make you pay, pay I tell you.” Daria lives up to her side of the deal and actually lets Lindsey brush her hair. Once Lindsey gets the hair straight she moves it around.

 

“Hmmm, no, this shoulder's better. Maybe with a little hairspray…”

 

“Can you pronounce every chemical they use in that stuff?”

 

“Damn.” Daria has saved her hair, for now. Once Lindsey is done with it she approves it and asks Daria to leave. “I have to get ready to.” Daria leaves and goes to the living room and watches TV.

 

Several hours later Daria and Lindsey are walking across the campus to Skaz's dorm. Daria has to follow Lindsey since she had no idea where it was. “Skaz?” Lindsey knocks on the door. The door opens.

 

“There's my dark princess.” Skaz picks Lindsey up by the waist and kisses her.

 

“I'm not dark I just look damn sexy like this.” Skaz puts Lindsey down. “Wow, you decided to wear a different outfit.”

 

“I didn't want some drunken idiot to spill beer on my clothes. Besides I only have two more left, going to have to do laundry soon.”

 

“Mike are you ready yet?” Mike, Skaz's room mate, comes out from the back.

 

“Yeah man, whoa, Skaz you are so lucky.” Mike scans Lindsey. “And then there's Daria, the sexy bookworm.”

 

“Don't waste your time.” Daria walks out of the dorm room. Skaz and the others follow. “Are we taking your truck again?”

 

“Yes.” They get to the parking lot and get in Skaz's truck.

 

“Where's the party at?” Daria was bored, nervous, and worried. Bored because she was just sitting in the back seat, nervous because she hated parties, and scared because she heard what happened at parties.

 

“According to Dantanius it's not that far.” They drive for about ten minutes when they turn onto a street with a lot of cars. “Uh, place to park.” Skaz looks around and sees an opening. He pulls in and turns the truck off.

 

“Here's your twenty.”

 

“Twenty? Wasn't it thirty last time?” Daria and the others get out.

 

“He gets to have fun with Lindsey so that's ten dollars off.”

 

“Wow Lindsey, you're only worth ten dollars? Skaz you're going to let Mike insult her like that?”

 

“He doesn't know how to value things. Can't fault him for not knowing.” The four walk up to a house that has music playing and lots of commotion. They go in and see the mass of teenage and twenties bodies dancing, drinking, talking, having fun.

 

“Oh God what was I thinking?” Daria looks around and finds a corner. She quickly goes over and tries to hide. “What was I thinking? Idiot.” She may not have been in her room but this was not what she wanted. “Now I'm thirsty, sink, find a sink.” Then what, stick your head under the sink to get a drink? “Drink, a cup or two won't kill you.” Daria leaves the sanctuary of the corner and goes out among the other teens and twenties.

 

About an hour later Daria is drinking her second cup of beer when someone sees her. “Daria!” She looks up and sees Mary. “How long have you been here?”

 

“I don't know, didn't wear my watch. Find Tony yet?”

 

“No, I just got here.” Mary sees what Daria is drinking. “Where's the keg?”

 

“Uh, there's one that way.” Daria points towards the kitchen.

 

“Want another cup?”

 

“Uh, ok, sure.” Mary goes into the kitchen and comes back with two cups. Daria finishes the beer in her cup and takes the one Mary hands her. “How was class?”

 

“Which one?” Daria shrugs. “Well you had me in Creative Writing so you know how that went. Every other class was just like they were in high school.”

 

“Long, boring, easy?” Daria watches Mary to see what her reaction would be.

 

“Close. You forgot it's a good time to sleep.” Mary laughs and Daria smiles, for a second. The front door opens and Mary sees Dantanius, Amalia, and Tony walk in. “Sorry Daria but two good looking hunks of man meat came in and one of them has my name on it.”

 

“Good luck, remember what I told you.” Please get him out of my hair. Mary walks over to the three, says hi to Dantanius and Amalia then turns to Tony. “That was fun now what do I do?” Daria watches the masses dance and have fun. She drinks the cup of beer. A song comes on and Daria decides to try and dance. She goes between some other dancers and tries to dance like they do. After stepping on someone's foot and taking an elbow to the side of the head Daria retreats to the kitchen. She goes over to the keg, pumps it, and gets herself another cup.

 

About another hour later Daria is standing in the corner with a slight buzz. Five cups of beer were affecting her. “I better stop drinking.” She leans against the wall when someone comes up to her.

 

“Hey babe I haven't seen you before.” Daria stares at the guy. “What's a cute thing like you doing hiding in the corner?” Normally Daria would have a smart, witty comeback. But her mind is buzzed with alcohol.

 

“Cute?” Daria looks around. “I guesss you're talking to me.” Daria's speech is a little slurred.

 

“Of course I am sexy.” The guy leans up against the wall next to Daria. “How about we ditch this place and go somewhere to have more fun.”

 

“Uh…” No! You don't even know who the hell this guy is! But I came here to have fun, not that kind! “I'm sorry I came here with some friends and it wouldn't be nice to leave them.”

 

“Come on babe, just some fun, I won't bite, hard.”

 

“No.” He had to say that didn't he? “I'm ssure there'ss sssomeone a little more drunk you can pick up.”

 

“Ok babe, if you decide you want fun find me.”

 

“Wow, he didn't tell me off even though I ssshot him down.” Hell, he came on to me, this is nothing like high school. “I can't drink any more, need to get a cup and fill it with water.” Daria walks, stumbles a little, but makes it to the kitchen. She fills a cup with water and drinks it fast and fills it up again.

 

“Aw Daria not trying to stay sober are you?” Daria turns around and sees Lindsey.

 

“Yess, I almost made an ssstupid misstake.”

 

“What did a guy come on to you?” Daria stares at Lindsey who was dead on. “Loosen up a little Daria. They may not be the best out there but sex feels good so why not have it?” Lindsey has to lean against the counter for support.

 

“Ssex? Me and Tom never had sssex.” Daria is still slurring her words.

 

“Really? Daria, are you, are you a virgin?”

 

“That'ss none of your bussinessss. I'm, I'm going out to Ssskaz's truck.” Daria makes a quick retreat leaving a giggling drunk Lindsey in the kitchen. She leaves the house and stumbles a little down the stairs. She walks across the lawn and makes it to Skaz's truck to find the door is locked. “Damn.” She goes to the back and sits down on the back bumper.

 

About ten minutes later Daria is bored. She gets up and heads back to the party. Going in she sees the dancing has slowed some. More people were getting drunk and weren't able to bump and grind as well. “Hey.” Daria turns and sees Tony!

 

“Um, hi, where's Mary?” Daria looks around and doesn't see her.

 

“Your friend from Creative Writing you tried to sic on me?”

 

“Damn, I mean, she's nice.”

 

“She is but not my type.”

 

“You're not my type does that mean I can ignore you now?” Daria had a wittier comment but it didn't come out.

 

“You can always ignore me Daria but it doesn't mean I will ignore you.” With that Tony walks away.

 

“Wait, you just ssaid…” Tony continues to walk away. “Wow, telling him off worked.” Daria sighs. Now she was alone again. “What the hell was I thinking? Tonight'sssucked.” Daria came with Skaz so she had to wait for him to be done partying. “Might as well get another cup. If tonight's going to ssuck I might as well not remember it.” She gets another cup, drinks it, then another and drinks it. When she starts to drink her seventh cup of beer Skaz finds her.

 

“Hey Daria we're getting ready to go.” Daria just nods. “Are you ok?” Daria nods again. “Stay here and I'll get Mike.” Skaz walks away and comes back a few minutes later with a very drunken Mike and a bit less smashed Lindsey. “Can you help me with Lindsey?” This time Daria shakes her head. She wasn't sure if she could make it on her own. The last two cups she pretty much downed and they hit her hard. She wasn't use to drinking and her brain was paying the price. “Oh, well, can you walk in a straight line?”

 

“I'll help.” Tony had come up from behind Skaz. “Give me Mike and you can handle the ladies.”

 

“You don't want Daria?”

 

“Not answering that.” Tony helps Skaz with Mike so Skaz can help Daria and Lindsey. They get out to Skaz's truck and he unlocks the doors. “Up you go Mike.” Tony helps Tony get in the back seat. Tony goes around to the other side to help Skaz. “Watch it,” Tony catches Daria who stumbled backwards while trying to climb into the back of the truck. Tony helps Daria back into the truck then helps Skaz with Lindsey. “See you guys the next time I see you.”

 

“Thanks for the help Tony.” Skaz goes around and gets into the driver seat.

 

“No problem Skaz. Make sure they get back safely.”

 

“Not hard to do when you don't drink.” Skaz starts the engine up and drives his friends and girl friend back to Raft.

 

When at Raft Skaz helps the girls to their dorm room first. “Come on, just a few stairs, Lindsey you can do this.” Lindsey was stumbling a bit more then Daria who was able to use the handrail to get herself up the stairs. After Lindsey falls again Skaz picks her up and carries her up the stairs with her over his shoulder. “You able to make it the rest of the way Daria?”

 

“Yes. Sorry.” Daria felt foolish for what she had done. She never would have done this back at Lawndale. She wanted to go out and have fun but did something really stupid. She had humiliated herself in front of anyone who saw her try to dance. Now she had Skaz to lean on for support while he carried her room mate back to their room.

 

“I don't have a key.”

 

“Oh, ok.” Daria gets her key out and after a few misses gets the key in the lock and unlocks the door. They walk in and Daria heads for her room.

 

“Sleep on your floor incase you throw up.” Daria feels even more humiliated being told what to do by Skaz. She opens her door then closes it behind her. Despite feeling humiliated by it Daria lies down on the floor instead her bed.

 

“At least I can't fall off.” Daria closes her eyes as her head spins. Soon she falls asleep escaping the drunken feeling she had.

 

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