Daria 2097 Part 1.1
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Daria 2097
E.S.T.E.E.M.
Monday, September 16, 2097
Lawndale, Maryland
A blue car was driving along a crowded road. Inside the car, the words Destination: Lawndale High School, showed on the dash screen.
The lower-middle aged man put aside his tablet (from which he was reading the local news) and said. “You know, girls, it's not easy moving to a whole new town, especially for you, Daria, right?”
“Did we move,” the older daughter, Daria Morgendorffer asked, as she turned from the window.
Jake laughed. “I'm just saying you don't make friends as easily as... uh, some people. ”
“Quinn for instance.”
The younger sister directed her music app to direct the audio to the cars speakers, rather than her headphones.
Jake was annoyed “Lexi – music off!” he said. The car obeyed and he turned his attention back to Daria. “That's not what I meant... necessarily. The point is, the first day at a new school is bound to be difficult...”
Daria whispered. Loud enough for the car AI to pick up, but not her father. “Lexi – music back up!” Once the music was back up. “Speak up, Dad! Can't hear you!”
“Uh, where was I?” Jake turned off the music with a swipe on the dash. “Oh, yeah...” He then saw the status on the dash change. Location: Lawndale High School drop off. Quinn opened the door and got out.
“Don't get upset if it takes the other kids a little while to warm up to you.”
Quinn got out of the car and looked at the school. It looked better than the school she had left behind in Highland. 'I can be the most popular here, without all the bad stuff,' she thought, as she changed her suit to 'School Mode.'
“Hi, you're cool. What's your name?” a pigtailed girl asked.
Quinn directed her system to display her name on the malleable outer layer of the vest. 'Quinn Morgendorffer'.
“Cool name,” a wavy haired brunette said, bemused by the method she used.
'Let them speculate,' she thought. Then an alert in her eye glasses said Will U go out with me? Followed by a small picture that resembled a redheaded boy nearby. She was annoyed. She directed the system to send back 'Maybe' as a reply.
“I'll try to help her through this difficult period of adjustment,” Daria said as she got out.
“That's my girl! Wait a minute.”
“See you, Dad!” Daria said as she went towards the school building.
“OK, Lexi, back to Glenny!” Jake directed, giving 'her' his nickname for the new house.
The destination field then said Destination: 1111 Glen Oaks Lane. The car closed the door that Daria had left open and drove off. Jake opened the app for his new Consulting Business.
Jason Tanner noticed the younger sister as she passed by. “Hi,” he said.
She waved back, and turned back towards the School. “Huh?” Belatedly, he realized that she had sent him a message. 'Am I sure it's her? It could be a coincidence,' he thought. 'Strange.' He looked at his watch unit, where the message beep had come from. 'Hi. I'm Quinn, nice to meet you.' 'A bit late to reply now.'
Meanwhile, Principal Angela Li entered her office. She placed her tablet on the desk. “Lawndale High, transfer list of new students to active app.”
“Done,” the High School AI said. “By the way, you know I prefer to be called...”
The principal interrupted with a clearing of her throat.
“Sorry, Principal Li.”
“There was no trouble with the other schools?” she asked.
“Only with Highland High, Principal Li. But the information was eventually transferred.”
“Was all of it transferred?”
“Yes. It also seems that that AI still has '70's hardware.”
“I don't think so,” the Principal said as she reviewed the information on the tablet. The Morgendorffers caught her attention. It appeared that they had 'rocked the boat' at Highland...
“Attention, Principal Li. All teachers except Anthony DeMartino have signed in.”
The Principal sighed. “Is he in the staff room yet?”
“Yes.”
“Send him the standard recording.”
“Yes. Principal Li.”
The teacher in question was preparing his class notes for the day. “DeMartino! Sign in!” the Principal's message said.
“Aagh! Why did I have to be born into a period of ubiquitous surveillance!” He turned to the nearby desktop unit, and placed his hand on the scanning surface.
“Anthony DeMartino recognised, 8:34 AM.”
After the new students reported to the office, the Principal lead them on a physical tour of the campus. Daria had attempted to do a virtual tour the night before, but the system wouldn't let her in. 'I suppose the Principal only allows virtual access to students,' she thought, as she heard the Principal tell them about the physical security for the fourth time. She also noticed that she was pushing the sports side of the school. 'What about the academics?'
Twenty minutes later, they had returned to the administration area. “As you can see, our Lawndale High students take great pride in their school. That's why you'll each be taking a small psychological exam to spot any little clouds on the horizon as you sail the student seas of, Lawndale High.”
“It seems that she's rather prideful of it,” a scarlett-haired girl said to Daria.
“I agree,” she whispered back. Louder, she said. “S.O.S, girl overboard.”
Quinn glared at her, while a prissy-looking girl stepped away.
Daria smirked.
“Quinn, I don't know why she's testing us together,” Daria said when Mrs. Manson had said that she would be testing them together.
Quinn shook her head. To anyone else, it was a simple 'No'. To Daria however, it was 'I don't know either.'
Daria sighed. “You can test me first. It will be less frustrating.”
“I shall test the younger sister first,” Mrs. Manson said.
“OK, but don't say I didn't warn you,” Daria said.
Mrs. Manson turned her attention to Quinn and held up a picture.
After a delay of 10 seconds, a message appeared on Manson's tablet. “Two people talking,” she said, reading the pertinent portion of the message. “That's right, Quinn, but what are they talking about?”
After another delay, of 30 seconds, another message appeared on the tablet, detailing an interaction between two dating teens. “Very good, Quinn.” She turned her attention to the other sister. “Now, Dara, let's see if you can make up a story as vivid as your sister's.”
“It's Daria.'
“I'm, sorry, Daria. What do you see in the picture, Daria?”
“Um... a herd of beautiful wild ponies running free across the plains.”
“Uh, there aren't any ponies. It's two people.
“Last time I took one of these tests, they told me they were clouds. They said they could be whatever I wanted.”
“That's a different test, dear. In this test, they're people, and you tell me what they're discussing.”
“Oh... I see. All right, then. It's a guy and a girl and they're discussing... a herd of beautiful wild ponies running free across the plains.”
Mrs. Manson sighed. It seemed that the Morgendorffers were going to be as much trouble as Ms. Li suspected. “OK, you can both go to class.”
After the Psychological test, Daria went to history. “Class, we have a new student joining us today. Please welcome Daria Morgendorffer. Daria, raise your hand, please.”
Daria raised her hand.
“Well, Daria! As long as you have your hand raised...” DeMartino gave an evil chuckle. Last week we began a unit on the Cold War. Perhaps you feel it's unfair to be asked a question on your first day of class.”
“Excuse me?” Daria asked. 'Of course it's unfair. Good thing I'm familiar with mid-to-late 20th Century history.'
“Daria, can you concisely and unemotionally sum up for us the Domino Theory.”
“The Domino Theory was used to argue that if one nation in Southeast Asia became Communist, that other nations in the same region were also likely to adopt Communism. This theory ignored the complex internal politics of the nations in question.”
“Very good, Daria. Almost... suspiciously good.” However with a glance at his tablet on the desk. He could tell that there hadn't been any internet activity in the room. “All right, class. Who can tell me which war the Domino Theory was used to justify?” He walked up to a boy in a football uniform. “Kevin! How about you?”
“The... Omani War?” Kevin Thompson volunteered.
“That came a little later, Kevin... a hundred years later. A lot of good men died in that conflict, Kevin. I believe we owe it to them to at least get the century right!”
“Uh... Operation LunarSet?”
“Son, promise me you'll come back and see me some day when you've got the Heisman trophy and a chain of Starbucks Knockoffs, and I'm saving up for a third pair of pants! Will you promise me that, Kevin?”
“Sure!”
“Can I come, too? I mean, if Kevin and I are still together,” Brittany Taylor asked.
“We will be, babe. We will be.”
“Ahh.. Brittany. Can you guess which war we fought in Southeast Asia due to the Domino Theory?”
“Mmm... no.”
DeMartino was losing patience. He grabbed his tablet to ensure that Brittany wouldn't cheat. “Please Try, Brittany!”
“The Al'Oman War?”
“Either someone gives me the answer, or I give you all double homework and a quiz tomorrow. I want a volunteer with the answer. Now!”
Daria reluctantly raised her hand.
“Daria, stop showing off!”
'Of course.'
Daria 2097
E.S.T.E.E.M.
Monday, September 16, 2097
Lawndale, Maryland
A blue car was driving along a crowded road. Inside the car, the words Destination: Lawndale High School, showed on the dash screen.
The lower-middle aged man put aside his tablet (from which he was reading the local news) and said. “You know, girls, it's not easy moving to a whole new town, especially for you, Daria, right?”
“Did we move,” the older daughter, Daria Morgendorffer asked, as she turned from the window.
Jake laughed. “I'm just saying you don't make friends as easily as... uh, some people. ”
“Quinn for instance.”
The younger sister directed her music app to direct the audio to the cars speakers, rather than her headphones.
Jake was annoyed “Lexi – music off!” he said. The car obeyed and he turned his attention back to Daria. “That's not what I meant... necessarily. The point is, the first day at a new school is bound to be difficult...”
Daria whispered. Loud enough for the car AI to pick up, but not her father. “Lexi – music back up!” Once the music was back up. “Speak up, Dad! Can't hear you!”
“Uh, where was I?” Jake turned off the music with a swipe on the dash. “Oh, yeah...” He then saw the status on the dash change. Location: Lawndale High School drop off. Quinn opened the door and got out.
“Don't get upset if it takes the other kids a little while to warm up to you.”
Quinn got out of the car and looked at the school. It looked better than the school she had left behind in Highland. 'I can be the most popular here, without all the bad stuff,' she thought, as she changed her suit to 'School Mode.'
“Hi, you're cool. What's your name?” a pigtailed girl asked.
Quinn directed her system to display her name on the malleable outer layer of the vest. 'Quinn Morgendorffer'.
“Cool name,” a wavy haired brunette said, bemused by the method she used.
'Let them speculate,' she thought. Then an alert in her eye glasses said Will U go out with me? Followed by a small picture that resembled a redheaded boy nearby. She was annoyed. She directed the system to send back 'Maybe' as a reply.
“I'll try to help her through this difficult period of adjustment,” Daria said as she got out.
“That's my girl! Wait a minute.”
“See you, Dad!” Daria said as she went towards the school building.
“OK, Lexi, back to Glenny!” Jake directed, giving 'her' his nickname for the new house.
The destination field then said Destination: 1111 Glen Oaks Lane. The car closed the door that Daria had left open and drove off. Jake opened the app for his new Consulting Business.
Jason Tanner noticed the younger sister as she passed by. “Hi,” he said.
She waved back, and turned back towards the School. “Huh?” Belatedly, he realized that she had sent him a message. 'Am I sure it's her? It could be a coincidence,' he thought. 'Strange.' He looked at his watch unit, where the message beep had come from. 'Hi. I'm Quinn, nice to meet you.' 'A bit late to reply now.'
Meanwhile, Principal Angela Li entered her office. She placed her tablet on the desk. “Lawndale High, transfer list of new students to active app.”
“Done,” the High School AI said. “By the way, you know I prefer to be called...”
The principal interrupted with a clearing of her throat.
“Sorry, Principal Li.”
“There was no trouble with the other schools?” she asked.
“Only with Highland High, Principal Li. But the information was eventually transferred.”
“Was all of it transferred?”
“Yes. It also seems that that AI still has '70's hardware.”
“I don't think so,” the Principal said as she reviewed the information on the tablet. The Morgendorffers caught her attention. It appeared that they had 'rocked the boat' at Highland...
“Attention, Principal Li. All teachers except Anthony DeMartino have signed in.”
The Principal sighed. “Is he in the staff room yet?”
“Yes.”
“Send him the standard recording.”
“Yes. Principal Li.”
The teacher in question was preparing his class notes for the day. “DeMartino! Sign in!” the Principal's message said.
“Aagh! Why did I have to be born into a period of ubiquitous surveillance!” He turned to the nearby desktop unit, and placed his hand on the scanning surface.
“Anthony DeMartino recognised, 8:34 AM.”
After the new students reported to the office, the Principal lead them on a physical tour of the campus. Daria had attempted to do a virtual tour the night before, but the system wouldn't let her in. 'I suppose the Principal only allows virtual access to students,' she thought, as she heard the Principal tell them about the physical security for the fourth time. She also noticed that she was pushing the sports side of the school. 'What about the academics?'
Twenty minutes later, they had returned to the administration area. “As you can see, our Lawndale High students take great pride in their school. That's why you'll each be taking a small psychological exam to spot any little clouds on the horizon as you sail the student seas of, Lawndale High.”
“It seems that she's rather prideful of it,” a scarlett-haired girl said to Daria.
“I agree,” she whispered back. Louder, she said. “S.O.S, girl overboard.”
Quinn glared at her, while a prissy-looking girl stepped away.
Daria smirked.
“Quinn, I don't know why she's testing us together,” Daria said when Mrs. Manson had said that she would be testing them together.
Quinn shook her head. To anyone else, it was a simple 'No'. To Daria however, it was 'I don't know either.'
Daria sighed. “You can test me first. It will be less frustrating.”
“I shall test the younger sister first,” Mrs. Manson said.
“OK, but don't say I didn't warn you,” Daria said.
Mrs. Manson turned her attention to Quinn and held up a picture.
After a delay of 10 seconds, a message appeared on Manson's tablet. “Two people talking,” she said, reading the pertinent portion of the message. “That's right, Quinn, but what are they talking about?”
After another delay, of 30 seconds, another message appeared on the tablet, detailing an interaction between two dating teens. “Very good, Quinn.” She turned her attention to the other sister. “Now, Dara, let's see if you can make up a story as vivid as your sister's.”
“It's Daria.'
“I'm, sorry, Daria. What do you see in the picture, Daria?”
“Um... a herd of beautiful wild ponies running free across the plains.”
“Uh, there aren't any ponies. It's two people.
“Last time I took one of these tests, they told me they were clouds. They said they could be whatever I wanted.”
“That's a different test, dear. In this test, they're people, and you tell me what they're discussing.”
“Oh... I see. All right, then. It's a guy and a girl and they're discussing... a herd of beautiful wild ponies running free across the plains.”
Mrs. Manson sighed. It seemed that the Morgendorffers were going to be as much trouble as Ms. Li suspected. “OK, you can both go to class.”
After the Psychological test, Daria went to history. “Class, we have a new student joining us today. Please welcome Daria Morgendorffer. Daria, raise your hand, please.”
Daria raised her hand.
“Well, Daria! As long as you have your hand raised...” DeMartino gave an evil chuckle. Last week we began a unit on the Cold War. Perhaps you feel it's unfair to be asked a question on your first day of class.”
“Excuse me?” Daria asked. 'Of course it's unfair. Good thing I'm familiar with mid-to-late 20th Century history.'
“Daria, can you concisely and unemotionally sum up for us the Domino Theory.”
“The Domino Theory was used to argue that if one nation in Southeast Asia became Communist, that other nations in the same region were also likely to adopt Communism. This theory ignored the complex internal politics of the nations in question.”
“Very good, Daria. Almost... suspiciously good.” However with a glance at his tablet on the desk. He could tell that there hadn't been any internet activity in the room. “All right, class. Who can tell me which war the Domino Theory was used to justify?” He walked up to a boy in a football uniform. “Kevin! How about you?”
“The... Omani War?” Kevin Thompson volunteered.
“That came a little later, Kevin... a hundred years later. A lot of good men died in that conflict, Kevin. I believe we owe it to them to at least get the century right!”
“Uh... Operation LunarSet?”
“Son, promise me you'll come back and see me some day when you've got the Heisman trophy and a chain of Starbucks Knockoffs, and I'm saving up for a third pair of pants! Will you promise me that, Kevin?”
“Sure!”
“Can I come, too? I mean, if Kevin and I are still together,” Brittany Taylor asked.
“We will be, babe. We will be.”
“Ahh.. Brittany. Can you guess which war we fought in Southeast Asia due to the Domino Theory?”
“Mmm... no.”
DeMartino was losing patience. He grabbed his tablet to ensure that Brittany wouldn't cheat. “Please Try, Brittany!”
“The Al'Oman War?”
“Either someone gives me the answer, or I give you all double homework and a quiz tomorrow. I want a volunteer with the answer. Now!”
Daria reluctantly raised her hand.
“Daria, stop showing off!”
'Of course.'
