Blue Screen of Sherman Part 3
Daria was ready to go. However, after Brittany had gone, their Language Arts teacher came up to her. “Daria?”
“Hi, Mr. O'Neill,” she said as she put the notepad away.
“May I ask what you're jotting down? A reflection about poor Tommy Sherman, no doubt.”
“Not really.”
“It must have been a terrible shock for someone as sensitive. It really makes you think.”
“Um... yeah, but I'm dealing with it.”
Mr. O'Neill chuckled. “I figured you'll be dealing with it. You probably think about the dark side all the time.”
“The dark side? Are we talking about "the Force"?”
“The dark side of life. The thoughts other people try not to have. That's your thing, right? Facing the void? Yes, I'm sure you're dealing with it.” He paused. “I'm not dealing with it!” He started crying.
“There, There,” she said awkwardly.
( Elsewhere, Quinn, Cindy and Kristen had left the school )
Daria was ready to go. However, after Brittany had gone, their Language Arts teacher came up to her. “Daria?”
“Hi, Mr. O'Neill,” she said as she put the notepad away.
“May I ask what you're jotting down? A reflection about poor Tommy Sherman, no doubt.”
“Not really.”
“It must have been a terrible shock for someone as sensitive. It really makes you think.”
“Um... yeah, but I'm dealing with it.”
Mr. O'Neill chuckled. “I figured you'll be dealing with it. You probably think about the dark side all the time.”
“The dark side? Are we talking about "the Force"?”
“The dark side of life. The thoughts other people try not to have. That's your thing, right? Facing the void? Yes, I'm sure you're dealing with it.” He paused. “I'm not dealing with it!” He started crying.
“There, There,” she said awkwardly.
( Elsewhere, Quinn, Cindy and Kristen had left the school )