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Rating:
Adult ++
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91
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11,078
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20
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1
Currently Reading:
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103 College Board
The DT Files
103: College Board
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
***
'I'm beginning to believe that college life is just as stupid as high school life. Whoever she paid to have this done doesn't care about their customers.' Daria thinks looking over the paper that her tour guide had paid for. "I could redo this for twenty."
"Cool, now I've got to go to the complaint department. He's probably with his boyfriend and that goth." Daria arches an eyebrow but follows without comment.
***
The dormitory that the two were walking through looked much nicer than the ones Daria had seen already. Daria could hear the light thumping of music.
"The only reason he can have that music up so loud is because not many can afford the extra money it takes to stay here. This is a new dorm funded by the alumni whose kids won't be coming here for another eighteen years." the tour guide explains and Daria rolls her eyes.
"Money seems to be the only way to get in to college."
"I know," she says as they come to a door. Daria could hear four voices. the first was the lead singer of the song that the occupants of the room were listening to. The second voice seemed to duplicate the song's lead singer perfectly. The third was deeper and leaned more towards sounding like Rob Zombie. The fourth was female and sounded like a combination of the lead singers of Lacuna Coil and Within Temptation. The tour guide turns the knob and the music becomes quite clearer and louder.
"Breaking your teeth on the hard life coming...," Daric sings pulling another notebook from out under his bed and handing it over to Trent.
"Show...,Your...,Scars...," Trent and Angel echo as he quickly looks over the first pages and hands it over to Angel who puts it in a traveling bag.
"Cutting your feet on the hard earth running...,"
"Show...,your...,scars...,"
"Breaking your life broken, beat & scarred(1)...," Daric sings, but the music stops. Daric scowls. He stands up and glares at the one who'd stopped the song. "I've told everyone on this campus, you can stop most of the stuff I listen to, but you are playing with fire if you press stop or pause on Metallica."
"Oh this is more important than your little music career...,wait, what is all this?" the tour guide asks gesturing to all the suitcases and bags in the room.
"We're finished." Trent answers.
"Finished? What do you mean you're finished? You've still got a quarter of a semester to go." she states.
"We've finished all required credits in our fields and we're not staying for graduation. They can mail the diplomas...in fact, they can send them via carrier pidgin for all I care." Daric says and Trent laughs and goes into a coughing fit. The guide shoves a paper into Daric's hands and he looks at it. "They fucked up again?"
"That's what she said." the tour guide says pointing with her thumb back at Daria who was standing just inside the room.
"I thought it was too late for new...," Trent begins but the guide stops him.
"Parents went here and wanted their daughters to take a tour."
"That's plural, where's the other one?" Daric asks.
"Probably at that party."
"Ok, I'll see if I can get you're money back. You'll have to find someone else to write you're paper and you'll have to pay my normal fee." Daric states.
"No problem, I just need to make a copy of that." she states and Daric hands the poorly done report back to her.
"Copy machine is in the computer lab." Daric says heading back towards his MP3 player that was hooked up to a speaker set which had a half dozen speakers placed across the room.
"Where are you guys going back to in such a hurry anyway?" the guide asks.
"Back to Lawndale." Trent replies.
"Alright, c'mon, let's get this paper fixed." the guide says and a somewhat shocked Daria leaves as the song starts back up again.
***
"Get it fix?" Daric asks.
"Yep. Your fee is still twenty?" the tour guide asks.
"It'll have to be thirty. I want to be out of here by the end of the week." Daric replies.
As the two continue to negotiate, Trent comes over to the auburn haired girl.
"So, parents made you come take the tour?"
"Yes, and I'm not even in my junior year." Daria states.
"You're a sophomore?"
"Unfortunately." Daria responds and Trent laughs. "Daric said you were from Lawndale."
"Yeah, name's Trent."
"As in Trent Lane?"
"You've met my sister."
"We've started a lucrative friendship. Doesn't mention you too much.
"Probably still a little ticked I came here. Daric was the one to convince me to enroll. Didn't like it at first, but it grew on me. Hell, Mystic Spiral may actually sound even better than before."
Mystic Spiral?"
"It's the band we started back in high school. Angel is a new member.Max and Jessie will rejoin when we get back."
"It sounds like a Doors cover band."
Trent laughs and coughs. "Better than some band names. Besides, if we started playing Doors covers Daric would go postal."
"My unfortunate tour guide said...,"
"She's always saying shit like that. She just mad that Daric rips her off allot of the time."
"Hey, we going to finishing practicing?" Angel asks after the tour guide had left and didn't think to tell Daria where she was going.
"Yeah," Trent says to Angel. "Staying?" Trent asks.
"I've got no where else to go." she answers.
***
"Have a nice time, keg queen?" Daria taunts the next morning.
"Go away." Quinn moans then sits up. "Where did you end up?"
"Hung out with the college's rock band."
"You mean you were with Daric?"
"He's not your type. He's a male version of me and he's dating a goth that'll burn your hair off your head."
"But you were with some popular guys?!" Quinn shrieks and then holds her head.
"Well, you should have stayed with the tour guide." Daria taunts.
"Did mom...,"
"No, Daric's father seems to know my mother from her college days. Daric talked her out of punishing me for separating myself from the guide. Best thing is to take aspirin and coffee...,lots and lots of coffee." Daria says and leaves the pink hell know as Quinn room with a smirk.
***
Author's Ramblings
Well, here's another one. I thank those who've reviewed so far. Don't be shy, I won't bite...,unless you want me to. Review.
1. From the album Death Magnetic...,Broken, Beat and Scarred
103: College Board
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
***
'I'm beginning to believe that college life is just as stupid as high school life. Whoever she paid to have this done doesn't care about their customers.' Daria thinks looking over the paper that her tour guide had paid for. "I could redo this for twenty."
"Cool, now I've got to go to the complaint department. He's probably with his boyfriend and that goth." Daria arches an eyebrow but follows without comment.
***
The dormitory that the two were walking through looked much nicer than the ones Daria had seen already. Daria could hear the light thumping of music.
"The only reason he can have that music up so loud is because not many can afford the extra money it takes to stay here. This is a new dorm funded by the alumni whose kids won't be coming here for another eighteen years." the tour guide explains and Daria rolls her eyes.
"Money seems to be the only way to get in to college."
"I know," she says as they come to a door. Daria could hear four voices. the first was the lead singer of the song that the occupants of the room were listening to. The second voice seemed to duplicate the song's lead singer perfectly. The third was deeper and leaned more towards sounding like Rob Zombie. The fourth was female and sounded like a combination of the lead singers of Lacuna Coil and Within Temptation. The tour guide turns the knob and the music becomes quite clearer and louder.
"Breaking your teeth on the hard life coming...," Daric sings pulling another notebook from out under his bed and handing it over to Trent.
"Show...,Your...,Scars...," Trent and Angel echo as he quickly looks over the first pages and hands it over to Angel who puts it in a traveling bag.
"Cutting your feet on the hard earth running...,"
"Show...,your...,scars...,"
"Breaking your life broken, beat & scarred(1)...," Daric sings, but the music stops. Daric scowls. He stands up and glares at the one who'd stopped the song. "I've told everyone on this campus, you can stop most of the stuff I listen to, but you are playing with fire if you press stop or pause on Metallica."
"Oh this is more important than your little music career...,wait, what is all this?" the tour guide asks gesturing to all the suitcases and bags in the room.
"We're finished." Trent answers.
"Finished? What do you mean you're finished? You've still got a quarter of a semester to go." she states.
"We've finished all required credits in our fields and we're not staying for graduation. They can mail the diplomas...in fact, they can send them via carrier pidgin for all I care." Daric says and Trent laughs and goes into a coughing fit. The guide shoves a paper into Daric's hands and he looks at it. "They fucked up again?"
"That's what she said." the tour guide says pointing with her thumb back at Daria who was standing just inside the room.
"I thought it was too late for new...," Trent begins but the guide stops him.
"Parents went here and wanted their daughters to take a tour."
"That's plural, where's the other one?" Daric asks.
"Probably at that party."
"Ok, I'll see if I can get you're money back. You'll have to find someone else to write you're paper and you'll have to pay my normal fee." Daric states.
"No problem, I just need to make a copy of that." she states and Daric hands the poorly done report back to her.
"Copy machine is in the computer lab." Daric says heading back towards his MP3 player that was hooked up to a speaker set which had a half dozen speakers placed across the room.
"Where are you guys going back to in such a hurry anyway?" the guide asks.
"Back to Lawndale." Trent replies.
"Alright, c'mon, let's get this paper fixed." the guide says and a somewhat shocked Daria leaves as the song starts back up again.
***
"Get it fix?" Daric asks.
"Yep. Your fee is still twenty?" the tour guide asks.
"It'll have to be thirty. I want to be out of here by the end of the week." Daric replies.
As the two continue to negotiate, Trent comes over to the auburn haired girl.
"So, parents made you come take the tour?"
"Yes, and I'm not even in my junior year." Daria states.
"You're a sophomore?"
"Unfortunately." Daria responds and Trent laughs. "Daric said you were from Lawndale."
"Yeah, name's Trent."
"As in Trent Lane?"
"You've met my sister."
"We've started a lucrative friendship. Doesn't mention you too much.
"Probably still a little ticked I came here. Daric was the one to convince me to enroll. Didn't like it at first, but it grew on me. Hell, Mystic Spiral may actually sound even better than before."
Mystic Spiral?"
"It's the band we started back in high school. Angel is a new member.Max and Jessie will rejoin when we get back."
"It sounds like a Doors cover band."
Trent laughs and coughs. "Better than some band names. Besides, if we started playing Doors covers Daric would go postal."
"My unfortunate tour guide said...,"
"She's always saying shit like that. She just mad that Daric rips her off allot of the time."
"Hey, we going to finishing practicing?" Angel asks after the tour guide had left and didn't think to tell Daria where she was going.
"Yeah," Trent says to Angel. "Staying?" Trent asks.
"I've got no where else to go." she answers.
***
"Have a nice time, keg queen?" Daria taunts the next morning.
"Go away." Quinn moans then sits up. "Where did you end up?"
"Hung out with the college's rock band."
"You mean you were with Daric?"
"He's not your type. He's a male version of me and he's dating a goth that'll burn your hair off your head."
"But you were with some popular guys?!" Quinn shrieks and then holds her head.
"Well, you should have stayed with the tour guide." Daria taunts.
"Did mom...,"
"No, Daric's father seems to know my mother from her college days. Daric talked her out of punishing me for separating myself from the guide. Best thing is to take aspirin and coffee...,lots and lots of coffee." Daria says and leaves the pink hell know as Quinn room with a smirk.
***
Author's Ramblings
Well, here's another one. I thank those who've reviewed so far. Don't be shy, I won't bite...,unless you want me to. Review.
1. From the album Death Magnetic...,Broken, Beat and Scarred