Quinn's Code - The Grounded Geek - Part 5
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Leung-Bell residence 10:30 PM
Kristen closed the Guild Wars client. 'That was great! The month is going to fly by,' she thought. Of course, she knew that it wouldn't be the same. 'I hope they relent before the month is up.'
January 21, 2006
After breakfast, Quinn didn't go out 'window shopping' with her friends as she was acustomed to do on most Saturdays since she had arrived in Lawndale. 'I guess I'll have to look at games on Amazon,' she thought.
However, after an hour and a half of Amazon searching she was bored. 'Time for gaming then.' she thought. However as she turned on the X-Box, there was sudden burst of music and the house vibrated. She knew what it was; Daria playing her music with the amplifiers turned up to the highest settings. Very annoying. That was annoying. 'I guess that's one way of trying to get the grounding lifted. Of course it might have the opposite effect...' she thought. She turned the TV up to maximum herself as she...
Outside, a passerby would have heard metal music, with a sudden burst of the X-Box startup sound mixed in...
Quinn played Halo until lunch time.
“Quinn, you cannot spend the entire month in your room.” Helen said as she entered the room.
“I can if Daria is playing her music rather loud all day,” Quinn retorted.
Her mother glared at her “Yes, she'll turn it down, but still, come and interact with us. Most of the afternoon at least.”
“You mean, boardgames?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“Monopoly?”
“Yes.”
“Scrabble?”
“Yes, Quinn.”
“Chess?”
“We have that too. We have lots of games.”
“Operation?”
“Definitely that,” Helen said boredly.
“I'll come out,” Quinn said.
“Now,” Helen said, when she saw the Quinn wasn't saving the game.
Quinn made the menu come up. “I'm coming!”
Quinn spent the afternoon playing board games with her parents, and occasionally, Daria. After dinner she once again played Guild Wars with Cindy and Kristen.
January 22, 2006
Once again, Quinn was annoyed at the grounding.
“This is ridiculous,” she said as she came down stairs to play board games again. She had betten, both her parents, but not Daria at chess the previous day. 'Daria will probably win scrabble too,' she thought.
Indeed, Daria did win the scrabble game, mainly using words like 'incarcerate' and 'harden'. The significance of that didn't escape Quinn, or their parents.
Later in the afternoon. Quinn decided to 'play' with her parents, by calling a psychic hotline. “...Really? You think that's going to happen in the next six months? That would be so great,” she said.
“Quinn, I really have to use the phone,” Helen said.
“Muh-om! I'm sorry, but I think that learning about my future husband is a little more important right now.”
“What? Are you talking to that Clint person again?”
“Not Clint, It's my psychic buddy.”
“Hang up that phone this instant! Those calls cost a fortune!” Quinn gave her the phone. “I'm sorry, but I need the phone and my daughter isn't allowed... what? Why, yes, I was about to call a client. Really? I believe he was born in August... ooooh!”
Her job done, Quinn made herself scarce.
Jake had had enough! Daria. Playing. Her. Metal. Music. At. Full. Volume! He pounded on her door as he cringed at the volume of the music that managed to escape the soundproofing of the padded walls of her room.
He knocked on her door. No answer. 'Of course, she can't hear me knocking! I'll have to go in!' he decided.
Jake entered the room. “Yes, Dad?” Daria asked.
“Yeah, hi, Daria. I was kind of wondering if maybe you could stop now.”
“Dad, these tired bones may be locked behind prison walls, but when I play, my soul flies free as a bird.”
“I'm sorry, honey. You go on and play. But please turn the volume down!”
“That's all I ask.”
As her father went out. Daria moved the knob on her amplifier from '9' to '10'. 'He hasn't heard anything yet!' She grabbed the guitar and launched into her loudest song... The house vibrated and reverberated.
Jake put his hands to his ears. “Aaaaahhhhhh!” He ran down the hallway. “See what you did, Old Man! I'm unable to bear loud music!”
Quinn was online, chatting with Cindy when Daria let rip...
Geek_princess91: Noise! Noise! Noise!
Cindyquill: Huh?
Geek_princess91: Daria's music. Her amplifier must at full power.
Cindyquill: Oh.
Cindyquill: You have ear plugs?”
Geek_princess91: Somewhere, but not here in my room. Most likely in the attic, and the music would be louder up there.
Cindyquill: That's not helpful then.
Geek_princess91: Not at all.
Cindyquill: Would it be quieter downstairs?”
Geek_princess91: Possibly, but there isn't really anywhere to put the laptop where my parents wouldn't try to 'engage' me.
Cindyquill: I see.
Quinn signed off from her chat with Cindy. She knew that if she did try to talk to Daria about the volume of the music that one of their arguments would start. 'Not that it's so common anymore,' she remembered the time, just prior to the opening of the Coffee House, when Kristen talked to Daria. She had a thought. 'That's it! Kristen or Jane could ask Daria to turn the music down...' She then checked to see if Kristen was online.
Kristen wasn't online. 'I guess I have to call Jane,' Quinn thought. She decided to find the Lane's phone number
Trent Lane entered his younger sister's room where she was engaged in her usual artistic activities. “Hey, Janie, phone.” He handed her the cordless.
“Who is it?” Jane asked.
“Someone named Quinn, says she's Daria's sister.” Trent's voice showed curiosity. He'd thought that Daria was an only child.
“I'll take it,” Jane said, wondering why Quinn would call her.
“Hello, Quinn?” Jane said.
“Jane?”
“This is she, why are you calling?”
“Daria's playing her music at full volume!”
“And...?” Jane asked, wondering if Quinn would get to the point.
“So, I'm wondering if you could ask her to turn the music down.”
Jane could see why Quinn would ask that. The music in question was quite prominent in the background. “Why can't you?”
“There would be an argument! She won't listen to me. She certainly won't turn it down for me.”
“I see. I'll think about it. How did you get this number anyway?”
“I looked it up online, duh!”
“Of course,” Jane said.
“So you won't ask her today?”
“Probably not.”
January 23, 2006
Daria met her two friends outside Lawndale High, shortly before homeroom.
“I had a strange experience yesterday afternoon,” Jane confided.
“What kind of experience?” Daria wondered.
“Quinn called, asking if I would ask you to turn the music down.”
“She was quite annoyed yesterday,” Daria said with a smirk.
“She was quite annoyed, to call me. She even googled my number!”
“She always goes to the net first for answers.”
Jane decided to change the subject. “You annoyed your parents too.”
“Yes, I beat them in Scrabble and Monopoly.”
“There's something more there, I'm sure,” Jennifer commented.
“I also annoyed Dad with the music.”
“I see,” Jennifer said.
“How was the first weekend of grounding, Daria?” Jodie asked after first period.
“I had fun at others expense,” Daria answered.
“How?”
“Winning boardgames and playing music at full volume.”
“That's what I would do.”
“Huh?”
“The boardgames that is. Not the music.”
“Of course.”
“If I tried playing loud music while grounded. It would only serve to extend the grounding.”
“I'm trying to do the opposite,” Daria said.
“Trying to bore your parents?”
“Exactly.”
Leung-Bell residence 10:30 PM
Kristen closed the Guild Wars client. 'That was great! The month is going to fly by,' she thought. Of course, she knew that it wouldn't be the same. 'I hope they relent before the month is up.'
January 21, 2006
After breakfast, Quinn didn't go out 'window shopping' with her friends as she was acustomed to do on most Saturdays since she had arrived in Lawndale. 'I guess I'll have to look at games on Amazon,' she thought.
However, after an hour and a half of Amazon searching she was bored. 'Time for gaming then.' she thought. However as she turned on the X-Box, there was sudden burst of music and the house vibrated. She knew what it was; Daria playing her music with the amplifiers turned up to the highest settings. Very annoying. That was annoying. 'I guess that's one way of trying to get the grounding lifted. Of course it might have the opposite effect...' she thought. She turned the TV up to maximum herself as she...
Outside, a passerby would have heard metal music, with a sudden burst of the X-Box startup sound mixed in...
Quinn played Halo until lunch time.
“Quinn, you cannot spend the entire month in your room.” Helen said as she entered the room.
“I can if Daria is playing her music rather loud all day,” Quinn retorted.
Her mother glared at her “Yes, she'll turn it down, but still, come and interact with us. Most of the afternoon at least.”
“You mean, boardgames?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“Monopoly?”
“Yes.”
“Scrabble?”
“Yes, Quinn.”
“Chess?”
“We have that too. We have lots of games.”
“Operation?”
“Definitely that,” Helen said boredly.
“I'll come out,” Quinn said.
“Now,” Helen said, when she saw the Quinn wasn't saving the game.
Quinn made the menu come up. “I'm coming!”
Quinn spent the afternoon playing board games with her parents, and occasionally, Daria. After dinner she once again played Guild Wars with Cindy and Kristen.
January 22, 2006
Once again, Quinn was annoyed at the grounding.
“This is ridiculous,” she said as she came down stairs to play board games again. She had betten, both her parents, but not Daria at chess the previous day. 'Daria will probably win scrabble too,' she thought.
Indeed, Daria did win the scrabble game, mainly using words like 'incarcerate' and 'harden'. The significance of that didn't escape Quinn, or their parents.
Later in the afternoon. Quinn decided to 'play' with her parents, by calling a psychic hotline. “...Really? You think that's going to happen in the next six months? That would be so great,” she said.
“Quinn, I really have to use the phone,” Helen said.
“Muh-om! I'm sorry, but I think that learning about my future husband is a little more important right now.”
“What? Are you talking to that Clint person again?”
“Not Clint, It's my psychic buddy.”
“Hang up that phone this instant! Those calls cost a fortune!” Quinn gave her the phone. “I'm sorry, but I need the phone and my daughter isn't allowed... what? Why, yes, I was about to call a client. Really? I believe he was born in August... ooooh!”
Her job done, Quinn made herself scarce.
Jake had had enough! Daria. Playing. Her. Metal. Music. At. Full. Volume! He pounded on her door as he cringed at the volume of the music that managed to escape the soundproofing of the padded walls of her room.
He knocked on her door. No answer. 'Of course, she can't hear me knocking! I'll have to go in!' he decided.
Jake entered the room. “Yes, Dad?” Daria asked.
“Yeah, hi, Daria. I was kind of wondering if maybe you could stop now.”
“Dad, these tired bones may be locked behind prison walls, but when I play, my soul flies free as a bird.”
“I'm sorry, honey. You go on and play. But please turn the volume down!”
“That's all I ask.”
As her father went out. Daria moved the knob on her amplifier from '9' to '10'. 'He hasn't heard anything yet!' She grabbed the guitar and launched into her loudest song... The house vibrated and reverberated.
Jake put his hands to his ears. “Aaaaahhhhhh!” He ran down the hallway. “See what you did, Old Man! I'm unable to bear loud music!”
Quinn was online, chatting with Cindy when Daria let rip...
Geek_princess91: Noise! Noise! Noise!
Cindyquill: Huh?
Geek_princess91: Daria's music. Her amplifier must at full power.
Cindyquill: Oh.
Cindyquill: You have ear plugs?”
Geek_princess91: Somewhere, but not here in my room. Most likely in the attic, and the music would be louder up there.
Cindyquill: That's not helpful then.
Geek_princess91: Not at all.
Cindyquill: Would it be quieter downstairs?”
Geek_princess91: Possibly, but there isn't really anywhere to put the laptop where my parents wouldn't try to 'engage' me.
Cindyquill: I see.
Quinn signed off from her chat with Cindy. She knew that if she did try to talk to Daria about the volume of the music that one of their arguments would start. 'Not that it's so common anymore,' she remembered the time, just prior to the opening of the Coffee House, when Kristen talked to Daria. She had a thought. 'That's it! Kristen or Jane could ask Daria to turn the music down...' She then checked to see if Kristen was online.
Kristen wasn't online. 'I guess I have to call Jane,' Quinn thought. She decided to find the Lane's phone number
Trent Lane entered his younger sister's room where she was engaged in her usual artistic activities. “Hey, Janie, phone.” He handed her the cordless.
“Who is it?” Jane asked.
“Someone named Quinn, says she's Daria's sister.” Trent's voice showed curiosity. He'd thought that Daria was an only child.
“I'll take it,” Jane said, wondering why Quinn would call her.
“Hello, Quinn?” Jane said.
“Jane?”
“This is she, why are you calling?”
“Daria's playing her music at full volume!”
“And...?” Jane asked, wondering if Quinn would get to the point.
“So, I'm wondering if you could ask her to turn the music down.”
Jane could see why Quinn would ask that. The music in question was quite prominent in the background. “Why can't you?”
“There would be an argument! She won't listen to me. She certainly won't turn it down for me.”
“I see. I'll think about it. How did you get this number anyway?”
“I looked it up online, duh!”
“Of course,” Jane said.
“So you won't ask her today?”
“Probably not.”
January 23, 2006
Daria met her two friends outside Lawndale High, shortly before homeroom.
“I had a strange experience yesterday afternoon,” Jane confided.
“What kind of experience?” Daria wondered.
“Quinn called, asking if I would ask you to turn the music down.”
“She was quite annoyed yesterday,” Daria said with a smirk.
“She was quite annoyed, to call me. She even googled my number!”
“She always goes to the net first for answers.”
Jane decided to change the subject. “You annoyed your parents too.”
“Yes, I beat them in Scrabble and Monopoly.”
“There's something more there, I'm sure,” Jennifer commented.
“I also annoyed Dad with the music.”
“I see,” Jennifer said.
“How was the first weekend of grounding, Daria?” Jodie asked after first period.
“I had fun at others expense,” Daria answered.
“How?”
“Winning boardgames and playing music at full volume.”
“That's what I would do.”
“Huh?”
“The boardgames that is. Not the music.”
“Of course.”
“If I tried playing loud music while grounded. It would only serve to extend the grounding.”
“I'm trying to do the opposite,” Daria said.
“Trying to bore your parents?”
“Exactly.”
