Daria in Three Hundred Reasons Why We'll Never write for MTV

Daria sliently closed the door behind her and looked around the room. Fifteen years. It had been fifteen years since she had last stood inside this room. The Principal's Office at LAWNdale High School. Li had finally been busted for money laundrying and fraud years ago. They had replaced her with some guy who had stabbed himself with a spork in the lunch room within a year. They there was the replacement who had a thing for penguins and had tried to show off his "call to nature" in front of the student body. The former nun had been taken away for using a ruler on her students within two months. Replacement after replacement had passed through this room.

And, now, she was the replacement. Four years of college, a year as a student teacher, another year working on her Masters, eight years as a tentured teacher and a year as a department head at another local school. The county board had gone nuts with the idea of hiring back one of their own and had offered her the position without much debate.

Of course only she and the guy wearing the duck hat had applied for the job.

Daria slid around the side of the desk and into her new chair. She remembered the little Budda statue which had sit for so long on the desk. Daria thought many times about taking that statue and ramming it right up Ms. Li's...

Daria gathered her thoughts. She was the one in charge now. She would make a difference.

"Ms. Morgendorffer, you have two students here who have been sent by their teacher for disrupting a class."

Daria pressed the button on her intercom. "Please send them in, Mrs. Smith." Daria sat up straight, folded her hands on her desk, and smiled.

She would make a difference.

"Um, Mr. DeMartino said that I had to come see you since he didn't like my paper airplane in his class. Hi, I'm Kevin, Jr. I'm the QB!"

"You sure are, sweetie. And, I'm Brittany, Jr.!"

"Um, why are you banging you head against your desk? Do you need some asprin?"