I'm Not Daria
Have dinner together

"Hello, Miss Daralyn," she greeted me with a small smile on her heart-shaped face.

"I am your servant, if you remember me. Madame. Daralyn asked me to call you for dinner."

"Oh .. I remember you, I'll be there soon. Did Mr. Dav-': I mean my dad's at the dinner table?"

"Yes, she has a miss."

"Oh .. thank you. I'll be there in a minute.

"Uh .. What's your name?"

"I amara."

"It's nice to meet you, amara."

He looked kind and polite to me, so I thought maybe I would be friends with him.

"It's good to see you too, Miss Daralyn".

"Oh, come on, you can call me Darl-Dariaaa." I almost said Darla. The next time I have to be more careful.A little bit I misspoke, we'll be in big trouble.

Amara looked at me with a slight frown on her face. "Alright, Miss Daraly - I mean Daria."

I gave her a smile which she replied with a smile and then she left. Rich people like to look good all the time. And Daria is the daughter of a billionaire so she obviously has to look good all the time.

I rushed to the dresser with a mirror in the corner of the room.I combed my hair to make it look less tangled and adjusted my clothes.I remember when my mother told me that there was someone working with my father, who will stay here for a few months. Maybe he'll have dinner at the same table and I don't think my family will appreciate me when I look like a slum so I try to at least look a little more tidy.

After I was sure I wouldn't scare anyone, I turned to the door and stepped out of the room.I walked towards the dining room, past the other room.I saw a room whose door was slightly open. I peeked through the gap and my eyes were fixed on Anna who was drying her wet hair, she was wearing a T-shirt and leggings. Without excuse I went straight in . "Anna," I called her to get her attention.

He turned around and his face grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Darla, my God. You see my room?"She looked around her room like Nutella. "It's heaven for me" he said

I looked around the room myself. The bedroom is quite large.the bed is queen-sized with a soft beige color and

padded pillow. The entire bedroom is styled with a combination of white and beige.there is a large TV that is as big as a wall behind it. There are expensive Victorian-style wooden furniture, giving

the whole room has a sophisticated atmosphere. Large and beautiful paintings hanging on the walls beautify the room a thousand times.

"It's just a guest bedroom. I wonder what your room will be like, "thought Anna

"i'm not sure if I want to see it. This is too much for me."I said quietly, my eyes still fixed on the room.

"You will see it" said Anna, glancing at me. "Why did you come here?"

"It's dinner time. We have to get down."

"Yes, I'll be right behind you."He said, walking to the giant bed.

"Don't take too long" I said, turning towards the door.

"Or I'll accidentally do or say something stupid."

"You won't" he shouted from behind me.

I walked into the dining room. There is a large rectangular dining table with Victorian-style wooden chairs. Several chairs were placed along each of the longer tables and each one on the shorter side.I saw it, and, my mom and dad just sat opposite each other on the shorter side of the table. Before they sat down the food came from the kitchen, I smelled the scent of pancakes. At least that's what I guessed from the delicious aroma. We were all waiting for Anna to come so we could start dinner.

I went to the table, sat next to the woman. He smiled happily to see me. "Daria, where's Anna"?.

I was about to answer, but Anna came and herself spoke up. "I'm here, Miss. Daralyn I'm sorry to keep you waiting."Anna was beaming at him.

"Oh, it's okay. We just got here."

"So, should we start?"Anna asked and I chuckled softly when I heard her stomach grumble.

"Oh, we're waiting for one more person, and then we can start."He answers. "He'll be here soon."

"Who is he?"Anna asked me.

"He was the son of one of our closest friends, Addam's. Do you remember john addams? And Elena Addams' wife?"

The woman looked at me.

"Um.." I breathed out of my mouth. "Yes .. I-I know. Uh ... they .. our closest friends. Yes .. of course I remember them, "I said, repeating what he told me.

"Oh, great."He looked at Anna again. "So their son, Devan was his guest. He will stay for a few months to get

some experience in business with working with Daria's father. How's it going up to now, baby?"Madame Daralyn asked the father who was staring at us.

"He's brilliant. Just a month or two and I think he will be able to manage his own family business well. He's really hardworking and dedicated to his job, I love entrepreneurs like that and that's what makes us successful."

"It sounds like a very nice person too."Anna commented.

"really you don't know how much good he's doing. But when she and Daria were young, they were no match for each other. They were always fighting each other and we had to make sure they weren't in the same place.if they were together there was most likely going to be World War III," my mother chuckled.

"Yes .. we don't like each other at all," I repeated whatever was ordered.

"So when will this Devan-"

"I'm sorry, Mr and Mrs Daralyn. I don't want to keep you waiting for me. I'm really sorry, I'm just busy with a few presentations. Someone threw me in the pool today and I lost all my documents on my laptop and phone."

A frustrated and slightly irritated inner voice from somewhere behind me cut through Anna's conversation. That guy stepped up

kaki approached us and so did his words about how he should make all the presentations again because of the incident he overwritten yesterday.

He appeared from behind me, walking around the table until he was right in front of us. He sat across from Anna. At that moment my mouth opened wide as I recognized the man sitting in front of Anna.

Devan Addams's.

The man I accidentally pushed into the pool.

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