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fardell24Quinn met with Kristen and Cindy as they left school. “So you can tell us what happened now?” Kristen asked.
“Once we're away from the school. I don't want to take any chances,” Quinn said.
“Sure,” Kristen said.
“OK,” Cindy said.
Once they left the school grounds, Kristen asked “So something happened?”
“Yeah, Ms. Li called me into her office and told me that my attendance in the modelling classes was mandatory, Quinn began.
“That must have been a shock,” Cindy said.
“It was,” Quinn said.
“So, what else happened?” Kristen asked.
“So I argued with Ms. Li before calling my Mom at her work,” Quinn said.
“She may not have expected that,” Kristen said.
“Maybe not...” Quinn continued to tell her friends what happened.
Schloss Morgendorffer - at Dinner
“So, Daria, how was school?” Helen asked when she had finished handing out the lasagne.
“Let's see, the usual happened, and oh, yes, the Modelling Classes were mysteriously canceled,” Daria said with some disembling.
Helen and Quinn exchanged a look.
Daria noticed it.“You had something to do with it, didn't you?”
“Some things are meant to be mysterious, Daria,” Quinn said. She felt that Daria didn't really need to know.
“Possibly, but I will keep asking you, Quinn.”
“Fine!” Quinn said.
“Wait, Quinn. I'll tell her,” Helen said.
“Okay...”
And so Helen filled Daria in on what had happened in the Principal's office...
After Dinner, Daria sent an email to one her classmates.
To: Goth_Hacker@hotmail.com
From: Misandorffer@hotmail.com
…
Casa Lane – Later that night
“Woah,” Trent said. He, Jane and Jennifer had listened to Daria explain what had happened to cause the Modelling Classes to be canceled.
“That puts it succinctly,” Daria said as she filled a glass at the sink.
“So, Romonica clears out whilst Ms. Li gets your Mom's eye on her,” Jane said.
“She doesn't know what she's getting into,” Daria said.
“Hmm, yes,” Jane said in thought. She knew that Daria's Mom was a rather good lawyer.
“However, I have another idea,” Daria said. She opened her laptop, and connected to one of the Lane's neighbours' unsecured wifi network. 'It's their own fault if they don't put a password on it.'
“What are you up to?” Jane asked as she looked at the site that Daria had loaded.
Jennifer wasn't sure what Daria was up to.
“Wierd idea, Daria,” Trent said.
“It is,” Jennifer murmured.
Friday, November 11, 2005
Lawndale High School Assembly
Ms. Li was at the podium. “I'm sure you're anxious to know why the Classes held by the Amazon Modelling Agency were canceled.”
“Just what is her spin on it?” Jane wondered.
“Probably a watered down and twisted version of the truth,” Daria said.
“Likely,” Jennifer said.
“Yeah,” Jane said.
“It came to my attention that Amazon Modelling wanted students who didn't want to participate to actually participate. Hm, so I was forced to terminate their services or allow legal action to brought against the school. It's obvious what my decision should be.”
“Fairly close to the truth,” Quinn said.
“I agree,” Cindy said.
“So that is what happened,” Ms. Li said.
However, something unexpected then occurred.
A group of men in miltary garb appeared and approached the stage. A song came from a boombox that one of them was carrying. “Kill the en-em-y! Whoever it hap-pens to be! Huh! Huh!”
“What?” Jane asked.
“Watch,” Daria said.
The leader of the group of soldiers took the podium. “Ms. Li, I presume. Thanks, I'll take it from here.” He signaled for the boombox to be turned off. “Students, young people, red-blooded youth of America! I'm General Buck Conroy, publisher of Brutal Mercenary Magazine, and I've come to your school today to find out who among you has what it takes to become a soldier for hire in today's exciting world of geopolitical violence!”
“What in the name of God?” Ms. Li said in surprise.
“Now, now, ma'am, a deal's a deal. Sad to say, America no longer engages in the kind of ground wars that made this country great! But that doesn't mean that savage hand-to-hand combat is out of your reach. Mercenary soldiers go where the money is. You not only kill, but get paid well for doing it! Whew! What a racket! Next week, we'll have a complimentary class right in the auditorium,” General Conroy said.
“What are you talking about? Who invited you here?” Ms. Li asked in panic.
“Why, you did, ma'am. We have the email and Paypal receipt right here!” He held up the printouts of the mentioned documents. “Oh, look! The media!”
“Oh no!” Ms. Li said.
“Oh yes!” Daria said quietly.
“Let's see her try to spin her way out of this one,” Jane whispered.
Daria walked home alone that afternoon. She left the school after Jennifer and Jane had driven off. She stopped a block away from the school and turned. She saw the person she was meeting coming along after her. She held out a twenty. “Here's the agreed upon amount,” She said.
“It will do,” Andrea Hecuba said.
“What do you think of the use to which I put it?” Daria asked.
“A great use. I would have called Conroy in long ago if I could have come up with an excuse,” Andrea said.
“Good,” Daria said with a slight smirk.
“If you want to hire my services again, just ask. Just don't tell your sister.”
“Like I would give her the satisfaction.”
“Good,” Andrea said as she left.
That night, the Morgendorffers watched the evening news.
“And while Principal Angela Li denies inviting the mercenary recruiters to Lawndale High, News Five has learned that she did recently allow a modeling school to solicit students on school grounds,” a reporter said.
“Wow! That's all I can say. Wow! Does no one have any ethics anymore?” Jake commented.
“Only you and Thoreau, Dad,” Daria said.
“You are so right!” Jake said. He looked at his watch. “I gotta call that baby formula guy.” He left.
“I know you have something to do with this, Daria!” Quinn said.
“What do you mean?” Daria asked.
“I know you used to subscribe to the General's magazine.”
“But you can't prove it,” Daria said as she left.
'She does have a point there,' Quinn thought.
“Once we're away from the school. I don't want to take any chances,” Quinn said.
“Sure,” Kristen said.
“OK,” Cindy said.
Once they left the school grounds, Kristen asked “So something happened?”
“Yeah, Ms. Li called me into her office and told me that my attendance in the modelling classes was mandatory, Quinn began.
“That must have been a shock,” Cindy said.
“It was,” Quinn said.
“So, what else happened?” Kristen asked.
“So I argued with Ms. Li before calling my Mom at her work,” Quinn said.
“She may not have expected that,” Kristen said.
“Maybe not...” Quinn continued to tell her friends what happened.
Schloss Morgendorffer - at Dinner
“So, Daria, how was school?” Helen asked when she had finished handing out the lasagne.
“Let's see, the usual happened, and oh, yes, the Modelling Classes were mysteriously canceled,” Daria said with some disembling.
Helen and Quinn exchanged a look.
Daria noticed it.“You had something to do with it, didn't you?”
“Some things are meant to be mysterious, Daria,” Quinn said. She felt that Daria didn't really need to know.
“Possibly, but I will keep asking you, Quinn.”
“Fine!” Quinn said.
“Wait, Quinn. I'll tell her,” Helen said.
“Okay...”
And so Helen filled Daria in on what had happened in the Principal's office...
After Dinner, Daria sent an email to one her classmates.
To: Goth_Hacker@hotmail.com
From: Misandorffer@hotmail.com
…
Casa Lane – Later that night
“Woah,” Trent said. He, Jane and Jennifer had listened to Daria explain what had happened to cause the Modelling Classes to be canceled.
“That puts it succinctly,” Daria said as she filled a glass at the sink.
“So, Romonica clears out whilst Ms. Li gets your Mom's eye on her,” Jane said.
“She doesn't know what she's getting into,” Daria said.
“Hmm, yes,” Jane said in thought. She knew that Daria's Mom was a rather good lawyer.
“However, I have another idea,” Daria said. She opened her laptop, and connected to one of the Lane's neighbours' unsecured wifi network. 'It's their own fault if they don't put a password on it.'
“What are you up to?” Jane asked as she looked at the site that Daria had loaded.
Jennifer wasn't sure what Daria was up to.
“Wierd idea, Daria,” Trent said.
“It is,” Jennifer murmured.
Friday, November 11, 2005
Lawndale High School Assembly
Ms. Li was at the podium. “I'm sure you're anxious to know why the Classes held by the Amazon Modelling Agency were canceled.”
“Just what is her spin on it?” Jane wondered.
“Probably a watered down and twisted version of the truth,” Daria said.
“Likely,” Jennifer said.
“Yeah,” Jane said.
“It came to my attention that Amazon Modelling wanted students who didn't want to participate to actually participate. Hm, so I was forced to terminate their services or allow legal action to brought against the school. It's obvious what my decision should be.”
“Fairly close to the truth,” Quinn said.
“I agree,” Cindy said.
“So that is what happened,” Ms. Li said.
However, something unexpected then occurred.
A group of men in miltary garb appeared and approached the stage. A song came from a boombox that one of them was carrying. “Kill the en-em-y! Whoever it hap-pens to be! Huh! Huh!”
“What?” Jane asked.
“Watch,” Daria said.
The leader of the group of soldiers took the podium. “Ms. Li, I presume. Thanks, I'll take it from here.” He signaled for the boombox to be turned off. “Students, young people, red-blooded youth of America! I'm General Buck Conroy, publisher of Brutal Mercenary Magazine, and I've come to your school today to find out who among you has what it takes to become a soldier for hire in today's exciting world of geopolitical violence!”
“What in the name of God?” Ms. Li said in surprise.
“Now, now, ma'am, a deal's a deal. Sad to say, America no longer engages in the kind of ground wars that made this country great! But that doesn't mean that savage hand-to-hand combat is out of your reach. Mercenary soldiers go where the money is. You not only kill, but get paid well for doing it! Whew! What a racket! Next week, we'll have a complimentary class right in the auditorium,” General Conroy said.
“What are you talking about? Who invited you here?” Ms. Li asked in panic.
“Why, you did, ma'am. We have the email and Paypal receipt right here!” He held up the printouts of the mentioned documents. “Oh, look! The media!”
“Oh no!” Ms. Li said.
“Oh yes!” Daria said quietly.
“Let's see her try to spin her way out of this one,” Jane whispered.
Daria walked home alone that afternoon. She left the school after Jennifer and Jane had driven off. She stopped a block away from the school and turned. She saw the person she was meeting coming along after her. She held out a twenty. “Here's the agreed upon amount,” She said.
“It will do,” Andrea Hecuba said.
“What do you think of the use to which I put it?” Daria asked.
“A great use. I would have called Conroy in long ago if I could have come up with an excuse,” Andrea said.
“Good,” Daria said with a slight smirk.
“If you want to hire my services again, just ask. Just don't tell your sister.”
“Like I would give her the satisfaction.”
“Good,” Andrea said as she left.
That night, the Morgendorffers watched the evening news.
“And while Principal Angela Li denies inviting the mercenary recruiters to Lawndale High, News Five has learned that she did recently allow a modeling school to solicit students on school grounds,” a reporter said.
“Wow! That's all I can say. Wow! Does no one have any ethics anymore?” Jake commented.
“Only you and Thoreau, Dad,” Daria said.
“You are so right!” Jake said. He looked at his watch. “I gotta call that baby formula guy.” He left.
“I know you have something to do with this, Daria!” Quinn said.
“What do you mean?” Daria asked.
“I know you used to subscribe to the General's magazine.”
“But you can't prove it,” Daria said as she left.
'She does have a point there,' Quinn thought.
