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Esteem of the Transfer Student
Brittany Taylor is assigned by Ms. Li as part of a Peer Support Program to help a new student adjust to life at Lawndale High. The new student's name: Daria Morgendorffer.

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Daria – Trouble in Lawndale
“Girls, I just want you to know your mother and I realize it's not easy moving to a whole new town -- especially for you, Daria, right?” Jake Morgendorffer said, as he and his daughters approached Lawndale High.

“Did we move?” Daria asked, as she looked around, annoyed that her father had spoken after remaining silent since they left their new home half an hour before.

“Stop following me, Daria!” her sister, Quinn, said.

“Excuse me, we’re walking along to the same school!”

“You don’t have be right behind!” Quinn said.

“It’s not my fault Lawndale has such narrow sidewalks.”


Jake, annoyed with his daughters’ arguing, put his headphones back on. “I've been working on the railroad... come on, guys, we know this one.”


Meanwhile at Lawndale High, two students were already there. (Although calling one of them a student might have been stretching the definition a bit…) “Come on, Mack Daddy! I'll get the coach to write us a note. I'll say we need extra time on the free weights.”

“I told you not to call me that!” Mack said, exasperated. “And they're not going to excuse you from English for weight training.”

“I can't take any more of this Shakespeare dude, bro. He's, like, a total chick writer!”

Mack sighed.


“Maybe we could go to that Mall of the Millennium this weekend, Daddy?” Quinn asked as they approached the school.

“A hundred miles? To go to a Mall? There’s a Mall less than five minutes from home. In a car!”

“I’m sure there are some fascinating Malls in Southeast Asia.” Daria snarked.

“Southeast Asia! To go to a mall!” Jake exclaimed.

“She’s joking!” Quinn said.

“Oh!”


Jane Lane arrived at Lawndale High. She switched off the audio recording of the last night’s Sick Sad World episode. The concept of a model creating an encyclopedia was appropriately inane. “Drawing pictures in margins…” she mused. That was something she did often.

Having been enrolled at the School, Daria found that she had Science for first period. In class she quickly found that the teacher had issues… “…and like a husband going home to his noble and self-sacrificing wife, the rat keeps returning to the food box. That is, the positive reinforcement. Huh, if only men could be more like rats. Oh, sure, they come home at first. You feed them, you wait on them, and then, after twenty-two thankless years, they just up and leave. No note, no phone call, no nothing!” She slammed her ruler on her desk for emphasis. “Just... like... that!”

“I wonder why he left,” Daria murmured to her new acquaintance, Jodie Landon.

“Now, before I divide the class into teams of two, who can give me another example of reinforcement?”

The class didn’t give an answer.

“Fine, class. Ignore me... just like he did!”

“Just as well he wasn’t Jones,” Daria commented.

“I heard that!” Barch said. “But we’re not talking about cults. You can ask DeMartino about that! But you have stumbled upon an interesting answer. A charismatic man re-enforcing herd-like behaviour in his followers, leading to tragic results!”

“Excellent example Daria,” Jodie said.

Daria shrugged.


Between classes, Sandi Griffin was talking with Joey Green, Jamie White and Jeffy Brown, ‘So I said, "Sure, it's a nice car. Do you have enough gas to get to Loserville?’”

“That’s funny, Sandi,” Joey said.

“You really know how to tell a story,” Jeffy said.

“Thanks,” Sandi said.

“Tell us the part with Stacy again,” Jamie said.

“Stacy wasn’t in that story. It was just Tiffany and I,” Sandi said.

“Well then, take Tiffany out and put Stacy in,” Joey suggested.

Stacy then came along. “Hi guys!” she said. “Sandi, Joey, Jeffy, Jerome.”

“Hi, Stacy,” Joey said.

“Hi, Stacy,” Jeffy added.

“Hi, Stacy. It’s Jamie!”

“Oh, sorry!”

“Have you seen that new girl?” Jamie asked.

“The redhead?” Stacy asked.

“She could be new member for the Fashion Club,” Sandi answered.

“There she is!” Jamie said.

Sandi sighed as Jamie and Jeffy ran off.


Daria listened as Jodie told her how busy she was. “…And that is why I can only go to study sessions in the early evenings,” Jodie said.

“I bet you don’t have to deal with Family Court,” Daria said.

“Family Court?” Jodie asked incredulously.

“It was an attempt by my Mom to use Jurisprudence in family matters after my sister and I came home late one night.”

“That sounds crazy,” Jodie commented.

“It was,” Daria said. “But it didn’t last long, because they were too busy to enforce a month-long grounding.”

“That’s something I’d like to hear about at some point,” Jodie said as they came to the next class.


“Can monkeys surf the net, and corrupt our kids? Chimpanzee chat rooms, next on Sick Sad World.”

Claire Defoe switched off the TV after students started filing into the classroom. She saw the new student, Daria. “Ms. Morgendorffer!”

Daria came over. “Yes?”

“Your records from Highland are intriguing,” the teacher said.

“I experimented, that’s all.”

“Using a glue gun as an actual gun?” Claire asked with an eyebrow raised.

Daria raised her own eyebrows. “Oh, that. Those two deserved it, but I won’t do it here in Lawndale.”

“Good. I just wanted to hear it from you personally. I would like to talk about your previous art after class. There’s a student I’d like you to meet.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”


“Fifty dollars an hour!” Jane groused as she approached the art classroom. That was the amount Mr. Ewing had quoted for the average Math tutoring cost in Lawndale. She doubted it would be any cheaper in Oakwood. ‘Or Middlebury for that matter,’ she mused as she overheard other students complaining about exorbitant prices.

The Mystery Club investigates when a local cybercafe is broken into.

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15 The New Challenges
Helen Morgendorffer entered her kitchen to see an unusual sight. “Quinn? Why is Jamie getting his hair cut in our kitchen?”

“Because his usual barber has left Lawndale,” her daughter, Quinn, answered.

“That doesn’t answer the question,” Helen said.

“And Daria was in the bathroom,” Quinn added.

“You could have waited.”

“I didn’t want to wait, Mrs. Morgendorffer,” Jamie said.

“I see.”

“And he really needed one,” Quinn added.

“At least clean up when you’re done,” Helen said.

“I always do,” Quinn said.

“You’re taking a lot off,” Helen noted.

“That’s what he wants,” Quinn said. “And he’ll thank me.”


Soon, Quinn was done and Jamie White looked at himself in a hand mirror. “It’s great Quinn,” Jamie said.

“Thanks!”

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In an alternate universe, Quinn Morgendorffer and her friends head to Alternapalooza at the same time as Daria and her friends and the Fashion Club.

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12 Rise of the Green Goblin
Norman Osborn threw aside the latest Sun-Herald in disgust. More reports of crime that hadn’t been foiled by SpiderGirl or those two new vigilantes. ‘Of course it hasn’t!’ He then went to his laptop and logged into a specific server on his company’s network. He looked at the progress in testing of the Glider design.

Prototype complete.

That was good news. He could take it and use it. He left the office and went to the workshop.


“Mr. Osborn!” one of the techs said.

“Mr. Cross. You report that the prototype is ready?”

“It is Mr. Osborn. Testing will start this afternoon.”

“Excellent! Keep me apprised.” He grabbed a document that lay on the table next to them. It was a manual for the prototype. He looked around. There was no one there. He took the manual and left.


He then took it to his office. ‘I’ll read it later,’ he decided. He had a grand opening to attend.

( Quinn and Daria arrived at the Historia )

It wasn’t long before Joey, Quinn and Daria arrived, along with Jeffy, Jamie, Stacy and Jane.

“Even more teens,” Osborn murmured as Jane entered last.

“Daria has invited me along as moral support,” Jane added. “As well as to appraise any artworks you’re wishing to add.”

“I see,” Osborn said. “Now, as you can see, most of the work on the lobby has been done.”

“Good,” Stacy commented.

“Now, follow to the side rooms, and you’ll see that the café is also nearly complete,” Osborn said.


Brittany looked around the café area after she and Kevin entered. It certainly had an old style charm. “Wow,” she commented.

Osborn lead the group to a table. “Have you figured out a name yet?” he asked.

“The Old Theatre,” Robert said. “But then there are other old theatres in Lawndale.”

“We just called it that,” Joey said.

“What was it originally called?” Daria asked.

“According to the paperwork, the Global,” Osborn answered.

“Probably not that,” Quinn considered.

“You want a name that reflects the ideal you want it to be, right?” Daria asked.

“Of course,” Joey said.

“When I write a story, I choose a name based on the theme,” Daria said. “So, what theme are you after, other than the nostalgia?”

“The Past,” Joey mused, then shook his head.

“Historia?” Brittany asked, as she twirled a pigtail.

“Huh?” Kevin asked.

“Wait, say that again,” Daria responded.

“Historia. A place of history,” Brittany said.

“Sounds great!” Quinn said.

“Historia, a place that reflects history,” Daria said with a slight smile. “What do you think of that?” she asked Joey and Robert.

“Great, Ma’am,” Robert responded.

“Sounds better than ‘the Past’, or anything else I could have come up with,” Joey said.

“Historia, it is then,” Osborn said.


As the kitchen was already operational and Osborn had hired caterers for the day, they then had lunch. Brittany and Kevin sat across from each other, as did Angie and Robert, and Joey and Stacy, Quinn and Jamie sat next to each other, across from Daria and Jane.

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“Did you hear. SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon spared again last night,” Tori said to Stacy and Quinn.

“I heard,” Quinn said carefully.

“Is it a superhero turf war?” Tori asked.

“I don’t think so,” Stacy answered. “They don’t do that.”

“But this is real life. Maybe SpiderGirl thinks Lawndale is her turf and that Ninja Talon is edging in on it,” Tori said.
“Maybe,” Quinn allowed.

“But that would mean SpiderGirl is an antihero!” Stacy said.

“And what would be wrong with that?” Tori asked.

“Actually not that bad, but she’s more like the rest of us. But not an ideal person to look up to,” Stacy answered.

“She’s just as human as the rest of us,” Quinn said as they arrived at their first class of the day.


Quinn went to Ms. Li at lunch.

“So, you want to tutor Ms. Zammit separately from the other three?” Li asked once Quinn had explained what she wanted to explain about Angie’s situation.

“Yes,” Quinn answered.

“Her grade point average has gone down, a little over the past year.”

“That is what she said.”

“Then I’ll talk to her and see what she thinks,” the Principal said.

“Good.”

“Is that all?”

“Yes,” Quinn answered as she turned to leave.

“You’re dismissed.

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