Mistakes Corrected

Standardized Stress

By SSJ04 Mewtwo

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The afternoon sun shines down on an abnormally pleasant day in Lawndale. A couple were laying on a blanket in the park which was hidden away from prying eyes.An auburn haired girl who was wearing glasses was curled up against a slightly older boy who was wearing slightly tattered jeans and an auburn sleeveless shirt. The girls boots and socks were kicked off to the side along with her green jacket. Her fingers played with the boy's goatee.Trent slightly tightened the embrace. Something was amusing Daria. He could tell by the way she was smirking to herself.

"You're in a good mood," Trent quietly observed.

"I'm just imagining all the squirming and panicking that's going to be going on this week at Li's house of torture, otherwise known as Lawndale High."

"You're actually looking forward to going to school this week?" he asked arching an eyebrow.

"Shocking, I know, but this week is the preparations week for the three most dreaded letters in the alphabet. When they are put together seniors start to act like the world is coming to an end."

"What three letters are you talking about?"

"S.A.T."

"Oh, I get it. I think I missed that week, but I can't remember."

"There's a certain QB and his cheerleader girlfriend' that I would like to see how poorly they actually do. That'll prove once and for all which one of them is the dumbest."

Trent laughed and coughed before regaining his composure. He remarked, "You don't seem to be worried."

"Why should I? It's just another standardized test. No amount of preparation can get you ready for it. Besides, there are better things to do than worry about a test anyway."

"Oh really? he asked half smirking.

"Yep," she replied and kissed him.

"Janie's getting very suspicious. She's been having Jess trying to figure why I'm acting different."

"We'll tell her, I'm just not sure how yet. Trying to keep it away from my parents is hard enough. I think mom has gotten a little suspicious that Tom hasn't shown up in a while."

"You think you can handle your parents?"

"Quite frankly it's really none of their business. If they don't question every single guy that comes over to pick up princess Morgendorffer, then they shouldn't have the right to hammer you for..."

"Dating goddess Morgendorffer?" Trent interrupted before rolling them so that he was on top of Daria.

"Flattery will get you everywhere Lane, but tickling will get you burned."

"You can burn me anytime."

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"All right, what will it take for you to help me in discovering the identity of this mystery girl that my brother is seeing that's somehow gotten him out of his narcolepsy?" Jane asked as the two came through the front door of LHS. Their jackets were wet from the rain that was falling outside.

"Why do you constantly look a gift horse in the mouth? Just be thankful we had a ride today."

"I've always liked looking at gift horses in the mouth."

"And just how do you know that it's a girl in the first place?" Daria asked while opening up her locker.

"What else could make that boy want to improve himself?"

"Don't you have an operative in the band that would've already told you?"

"He may be my favorite lummox, but Trent's just a little too smart for him. C'mon, aren't you a little bit curious on who he's putting in more effort for than even when he was with Monique?"

'Thanks for boosting my ego,' Daria thought as they headed to Jane's locker. Daria then remarked, "I thought we were done with your yenta phase."

"This isn't my yenta phase coming back." she said in mock hurt, "This is just concern for my brother. You can understand that can't you?" Jane said and opens her locker.

"No I can't. Unlike you, I didn't care for my sibling all my life like you do."

"Then do it for immoral support of your best friend."

"You won't quit until I say 'yes' or I kill you, will you Lane?"

"That's the plan."

"All right, but on one condition."

"I'm listening."

"Don't try to break them up."

"You drive a hard bargain Morgendorffer, but you've got yourself a deal."

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DeMartino sat at his desk, watching his homeroom students coming into the classroom. None of them could see the evil smile that was crossing his face.

'Like sheep to the slaughter,' he thought. 'This is the only week out of the whole damn year that I actually enjoy. I don't have to do actual work. Well, most of them are sheep,' he ponders as Daria comes into the room, 'That one is an intellectual lion. She did good in not letting the rest of the inane students drag her down to their level.' The bell rang and DeMartino began to laugh. Thunder sounded and his laughter got a little louder and more maniacal. "Instead of your normal class work that you don't pay attention to, you will be preparing..." he started, but Ms. Li interrupts him via the intercom. his eye twitched as his boss does the morning announcements.

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He didn't notice the black car that was parked in the driveway as he parked his Plymouth. Trent got out and made his way to the front door.

"Hello old friend." a voice said just before Trent turned the knob. Trent turned to see a figure decked out in a black rain coat with it's hood completely covering the person's head. Trent's eyes widen when he saw the hood pulled back to reveal a man with dark brown hair and amber eyes.

"Daric?" Trent asked.

"As I promised, I have returned. Is it too late to rejoin?"

"For you, never."

"How much new stuff do I have to learn?"

"Not as much as you would think, but I would appreciate you going through my notebook and seeing if there needs to be any changes to the songs I've wrote."

"I shall do my best."

"Also, we sort of broke up after you graduated. We got back together afterwards, but something is wrong."

"You're not spelling Mystic with a 'k' are you?"

"Damn, I knew something was wrong with that name."

"What would you guys do without me? I've found one more talented musician that'll add a gothic metal, symphonic rock sound."

"I've always trusted your ability to scout talent. Who is...?"

"My other half is referring to me," a female voice said from behind Daric. Trent saw a paled skin girl with pale blue eyes and black hair.

"Trent, this is Angel Blackstar," Daric introduced.

"Why did you call him your other half?" Trent asked.

"We've been quite intimate." she replied.

"I didn't know you went for..." Trent started to say to Daric.

"Came as a surprise to me as well, but she got me through some trying times. Now Shall we go down to the basement and jam?" Daric asked and Trent nodded.

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"Man, Trent is going to be pissed when he hears you kicked Nick out of the band," Jessie said to Max as they headed to Trent's in the tank.

"Nick has had it coming for a long time now," Max replies. "Besides, Trent's got a girl that isn't Monique. I doubt me kicking Nick out of the band will piss Trent off." Max pulled into the driveway and the two got out and headed in. They opened the door to the basement and heard Trent and another base guitar playing 'Ice Box Woman.'. "Jess?" Max asked.

"If that ain't Daric I'll eat the tank," Jessie replied.

"I think I'll join you."

"About time you two showed up," Trent said with a smile.

"Who's the chick?" Max asked.

"Call me that again and I'll see how far up your ass my keyboard can go," Angel replied.

"She's my girlfriend you two. She's also going to be our keyboard player."

"I guess it was a good thing you kicked Nick out of the band," Jessie said.

"Not another fight," Trent said exasperated.

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"Y'know, you never did tell me what you and Tom were fighting about. Nor have you told me whether or not the two of you made up." Jane started as the pair sat at their usual table in the cafeteria.

"Let's just say that we're through once and for all. Besides, I've found something better to do anyway."

"Torment Quinn?"

"I can do that any day of the week."

"Wait a second, your fight with Tom coincides with the start of my brother's change in habits."

"You believe that the two are related to each other?"

"It's an odd coincidence...,uh oh, angry overachieving student heading this way," Jane said seeing Jodie coming towards their table.

"Do you just have ice flowing through those veins or do you just not give a damn about the SAT's?" Jodie rounded on Daria.

"It's not that big of a deal to me. The Ivy League has been trying to get me to commit since I was twelve," Daria replied.

"How do you do it?" Jodie ranted.

"Hey Mac! Come get your crazed overachieving girlfriend!" Jane called out.

"C'mon, let's go." Mac said before grabbing Jodie and hauling her away. "Could you please try and look stressful for her sake?" he quietly asked Daria.

"She's the one competing, not me," Daria answered back and Mac sighed and continued to drag a ranting Jodie away.

"Gonna turn the brain power down a little to keep Jodie from really snapping?" Jane asked.

"I don't blame her. It's her parents that have pushed her so hard," Daria replied and the bell rang.

"Well, chow time's over. Let's go back to our sell block," Jane said and stood.

"By the way, the girl is me," Daria said after standing and walked away.

"What!? Hey wait up!?" Jane called out chasing after her friend.

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"Man, we've not sounded that good since..." Trent started.

"Since before I graduated?" Daric offered.

"Yeah," Trent said after recovering from another coughing fit.

"Hey!" Jane shouted from the top of the steps, "Who's expensive car is parked outside?"

"That would be mine, baby Lane," Daric quipped and the other male members of the band laughed.

"Lynn?" she asked while coming down the steps. "Why did you drag yourself from the ivory tower of Harvard to come back here?"

"I threaten to burn down the ivory tower if they didn't graduate me," Daric replied. Angel smirked and gave Daric's ass a playful whap which earned her a mock glare from Daric.

"Didn't know you were into being spanked," Jane teased.

"Will you shut her up Jess," Daric demanded.

"Ok," Jess agreed a little too eagerly and started to approach Jane.

"Keep back Jess. I've got to ask my brother of mine something," Jane said after backing away from the approaching Jessie.

"What?" Trent asked.

"Daria told me an amusing story at lunch today," Jane began.

"Oh yeah?" he asked giving a quick look in Daria's direction. She gave an imperceptive nod to Trent who picked it up.

"I think my friend has finally gone crazy from all those family dinners she's had to suffer through. Daria here believes that she's the one your seeing. That can't be right can it? You two are just messing with my little head because of my meddling yenta act, right?" Jane asked.

"Didn't you know that you would get punished for your evil ways?" Daria asked.

"Ah ha, so you were messing with me weren't you," Jane said triumphantly.

"You weren't the only one we messed with," Daria said and smirked. Trent came over and kissed her. "Ask Tom about a tape he got a few weeks ago."

"Wait, you mean? You two are together?" Jane asked confused.

"That answer your question?" Trent asked teasingly.

"Why are you taking lessons on how to torture people from her?" Jane asked her brother.

"She's the only teacher I've ever had that I've hung on every word," Trent replied.

"What brought this on in the first place?" Jane asked.

"I needed a male's prospective on a problem I was having and Trent was the best choice. He was right about Tom being interested in me in the first place. He made me realize that I didn't need to be in a relationship with someone that thought I was nothing but a comfortable piece of furniture," Daria explained.

"You knew? Why didn't you stop Tom from...?" Jane started to ask Trent, but he stopped her.

"You wouldn't have believed me even if I had told you. Hell, Daria didn't believe me when I told her about Tom," Trent said.

"All right, you two had your fun. I learned my lesson," Jane relented.

"We breaking?" Max asked.

"Yeah." Trent replied.

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Three nights later found the musician and his cynical girlfriend in the latter's bedroom on Trent's bed. He has his eyes closed feeling Daria doing her impression of a vampire on his neck.

"Enjoying my flesh?" Trent asked jokingly.

"It helps the overly greasy pizza go down. But enough flesh eating," she said and tossed her shirt aside after taking it off. "Time to cool off my Barksdale blood. Can't be thinking of nighttime activities while bubbling in a standardized test," she said and took the top position after removing her shirt, bra, and panties.

"Are we going to try that new position again?"

"Yes, that's why I grabbed an extra pillow. We should have tried it clothed beforehand, though. Unfortunately, I can't find something like that funny due to that hot blood of mine."

"Think we can get it right this time?"

"Just remember to roll to your left."

"Right, don't want a repeat like that first time we tried it," he said and tossed his shirt aside.had removed his pants and boxers.

"Jane almost caught us that particular time."

"Mmmmm," he let out and swung his legs over the side of his bed and stood to pull off his jeans and boxers. He laid back down and Daria laid atop of him.

"Right leg with left hand," she instructed and Trent took his left hand and lifted her right leg. He then slid his left leg under the leg he was holding up. As Trent was doing this, Daria leaned to her left so her weight was focused on her left knee. This made it easy for her right leg to be placed on the inside of Trent's bent left leg. Daria reached down to make sure that Trent's cock didn't try to slip out while they got into final position. Daria leaned forward against Trent's chest. He held her firmly against his chest and they rolled in the correct direction.She ended up on her right side, laying on the pillow that she had placed there while Trent was on his back. She smirked feeling her favorite part of him was still snug in her body.

"Goood...mmmm...you think you can keep that up?" she asked.

"For you...anything," he said feeling her tight walls clamp down on him.

"Mmmmm...I see....mmmmm....the advantages...mmmmm...of this," she moaned out while thrusting back against him. Trent smiled to himself. He continued to thrust, but he didn't speed up like Daria was demanding of him. He was going to drag this out and make her cum at least twice before he would even think of cumming himself. She let out a long low moan of pleasure and her pussy walls clamped down on him. Trent stopped and waited for her to come back down to Earth before resuming. Her eyes became glassy as he started thrusting again. He picked up the pace in order to get her off again. Hearing that low moan again and feeling her pussy starting to milk him again he released his seed into her body. the pair laid there trying to recover from the experience.
"We should do that more often," she said still with a post orgasmic smile on her face. Trent just nodded his agreement to her statement.

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One and a half months passed by. Jane and Daria were to be found at their normal table once again. Jodie walked up to them with a confident smile on her face.

"2370. Beat that if you can," Jodie said still smiling.

"Jane, you may open that envelope now," Daria commanded.

"Yes, master," Jane said like Frankenstein's assistant.

"Just read the total score. We don't need to prolong the torture anymore than we have to," Daria said to Jane.

"Oh just read me the damned number," Jodie said exasperatedly.

"2390," Jane read while smirking.

what!? Give me that," she said and snatched the paper out of Jane's hand and read it herself. "How do you do it!"

"Just good ol' American brain power," Daria said and smirked.

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1. For those that are curious, the position that Trent and Daria use is the lateral coital position. Go to Wikipedia and read up on it if you are curious..