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Ten months earlier
When I told Mom about the classes she asked me to investigate the Principal as well as participate in them. I couldn’t ignore her request. I knew by then that there’s something up with Ms. Li. I did hear about what happened with Val. Back on topic.


Upon arriving at school, Quinn met her friends. She hadn’t yet told them about her mother’s suspicions about Ms. Li. She wasn’t sure that she would trust them to help. But with the previous night’s talk, she considered telling at least Stacy. She was sure that Sandi wouldn’t be helpful in that manner, given that it seemed that Sandi didn’t like the fact that she was trying to assert herself within the Fashion Club.

“Quinn!” Stacy called.

“Coming, Stacy,” Quinn said as she came over.

“So, Quinn, you think you going to get in?” Sandi asked.

“Yes!” Quinn said. She knew Sandi was just out for herself. She turned to Stacy. “Before the class I want to talk to you about something.”

“What?” Stacy asked.

“Not in front of Sandi,” Quinn whispered.

“Sure.”

“What was that?” Sandi asked.

“You don’t need to know.”

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Lawndale High School; November 8th; 9:34 AM
“Is Mr. Thoreau really turning his back on the world by moving to Walden Pond, or is he, by his example, trying desperately to save the world after all?” He looked at one of his students. “Normandy?”

“Brittany,” the cheerleader corrected. “He wasn't on Walden Pond because he hated the world. He was just mad at Jane Fonda. You know, he was her father in real life, too.”

“Um…” the teacher said before being interrupted.

The Principal rushed into the room. “Good morning! I hope I'm not disrupting the learning process.”

“Oh, no…”

“I've got some exciting information for you all,” Ms. Li began. “A team of talent scouts from Amazon Models will be here this week as part of their national talent search, and the most promising Lawndale High student will receive a professional modelling contract.”

“They got my letter,” Brittany commented.

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Quinn 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
…

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As Helen reached her car, she took out her cell phone. “Marianne, find out all you can about the New York Amazon Modelling Agency.”

“Yes, Helen.”


Quinn hung up. “My Mom is on the way here. May I go back to History until she gets here?” she asked.

“Negative! She will be here in less than fifteen minutes,” Ms. Li said.

Quinn grumbled and looked at her watch. The period was just about half over. 'Good thing Cindy shares her notes with those who ask.'


Helen arrived at the school ten minutes after leaving work. After she had locked the car her cellphone rang. “Yes?”

“I have researched the Amazon Modelling Agency as you asked, Helen,” Marianne said.

“Fill me in,” Helen said, as she went towards the school buildings.


“Now, what is all this about?” Helen asked as she entered the principal's office.

“I have made it mandatory that your daughter attend the Modelling classes,” Ms. Li said.

“Is this true?” Helen asked

“It is as I said, Mom,” Quinn said.

“Ms. Li, Quinn has no interest in attending the Modelling classes. According to the county bylaws you cannot force her to join them,” Helen said. She then noticed Romonica. “Ms. DeGregory, I presume,” she said with a glare.

“Yes, I believe that your younger daughter has potential. That is why I pressured the principal into making her attendance mandatory,” Romonica said.

“Pressured, how?”

Romonica remained silent.

Helen stared back.

“I said I would withdraw the classes from this school if Quinn is not in them!”

“You would follow up on this threat?” Helen asked, her voice low.

“I wouldn't make it if I wasn't prepared to follow up on it!” Romonica said.

Whilst this exchange was going on, Ms. Li looked on it with trepidation. 'Things are getting out of control!'

Helen smirked. “In that case, Ms. Li, if you continue to harass my daugther to join, I will bring a suit against this school.”

“You don't mean that!” Ms. Li said.

Helen's smile was all the answer she needed. If she had any doubts, they disapppeared.

“Fine!” Ms. Li said. She turned to Quinn. “Ms. Morgendorffer, you are no longer required to join the Modelling Classes.”

“Good,” Quinn said with a sigh of relief.

“What!” Romonica exclaimed.

“I do not want a lawsuit brought against the school!”

Romonica smiled deviously. “Mrs. Morgendorffer may not, but I will!”

The principal glared at the modelling agent. “If that is your wish. Nethertheless your suit would not bring the bad press that a parent led suit would. Still I beg you to reconsider, for there are other students with similar potential, including the aforementioned sister of the particular student you were after.”

Romonica looked to be in thought. She shook her head and said “No. Quinn will be in the classes or they are off and there will be a suit!”

“A suit you would loose,” Helen said.
“What?” Romonica asked.

“Depending on the contract, you may not have a leg to stand on?”

“And I suppose you have experience in this area?” Romonica asked.

“Close to twenty years,” Helen said, her voice low.

“The school has no legs to stand on!” Romonica said.

“I glanced through the contract before I signed it, Ms. DeGregory. I think Lawndale High has a chance against you. Now, if you are not going to reconsider, get out of my office!”

“You haven't heard the last of this!” Romonica said.

“Good day!” the Principal said.

Romonica turned on her heel and stalked out of the office.


After about fifteen seconds Helen asked. “Why did you change your mind?”

“I am aware of the reputation of the Senior Partner of your firm, Mrs. Morgendorffer. I don't want that firm litigating against the school!”

“I see,” Helen said. She stepped closer. “Understand this, if you do pull a stunt like this again I will enter into litigation. Do I make myself clear?”

“Crystal clear, Mrs. Morgendorffer,” the principal said. She turned to Quinn. “Are you absolutely sure you don't want to do those classes, Ms. Morgendorffer?”

“Of course!” Quinn said.

“Stop badgering my daughter, Ms. Li.”

“I'm going back to class! See you tonight, Mom.”

“See you then, bye.”

“Wait!” the principal exclaimed.

“You know my answer,” Quinn said as she left the office.

“If there is nothing else, I need to get back to work. Good day,” Helen said. She also left.

“This is just great!” the principal said to the otherwise empty room.

Quinn's Code (A Daria AU)
Installment 5: Morgendorffers vs. Amazon
Monday, November 7, 2005
Daria Morgendorffer, Jane Lane and Jennifer Burns were watching Sick Sad World in Daria's bedroom.

“An encyclopedia is an unusual product for a supermodel to promote, isn't it?” the SSW reporter asked a supermodel in skimpy clothing.

“But you see, what's different about my encyclopedia is you only buy the letters you find attractive. And it's got big margins to draw your own pictures! How do you call them? Margins, yes?”

“You say you wrote every word yourself...”

“Yes, I did!” the supermodel said.

“That's interesting.”

“Ya!”


“I've said it before, I'll say it again: you have the coolest room,” Jane said.

“I agree,” Jennifer said.

“It's got pros and cons. You can't hurt yourself in here, but you can't hurt anybody else in here, either,” Daria said.

Jane got up from where she was scketching on the bed and walked over to the wall between the closet and the music set up. She pressed against the padding. “I wish there'd been a schizophrenic shut-in living in our house before we moved in. Of course, we've got Trent there now. That's almost the same thing,” she said.

“Is it?” Jennifer asked.

“Well he's narcoleptic,” Jane conceded.

“I suppose,' Jennifer said under her breath.

“My mother's threatening to redecorate again. Every time she brings it up, I stumble and grab a handrail. But I think she's catching on,” Daria said.

“You need to stumble somewhere else in the house. Cut yourself badly. She'll reconsider,” Jane said sarcastically.

'Not really,' Jennifer thought. “Or say that your music would sound rather louder without the padding,” she said.

“Thanks for your help,” Daria said.

Jennifer gave a small smile.
“Next on Sick, Sad World: the Malibu Primate Diet.”

“Like anyone would replicate the eating habits of apes?” Jennifer asked quietly.

“Are you sure?” Jane asked.

“Not even Kevin.”

“Maybe,” Daria said.


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