I'm Not Daria

I'm Not Daria
Plan


As I entered the last grade, that day in the History of my life, I saw pritta looking at me.


She leaned over Rian, her boyfriend or more like a sticky piece of gum and whispered something in his ear.


He looked at me again and I saw Rian do the same. They look like they want to kill me, even if I'm ready to meet my parents.


I ignored them and walked to my seat.  The class started, I noticed the teacher and as usual I took down important notes.


...


Shortly after, the class ended. I heard other students' plans. Some will vacation abroad such as to brazil, others in India, Bhutan, Africa, Switzerland, London, and other countries. In other words, it was places I had never seen or visited and places I might never have seen or visited. I envy them for that.


Almost my whole class went to a party today at the Frat house and I wasn't invited.


I'll work as usual and then go home to the apartment.


I didn't want to stay on campus for long, as soon as I walked through the streets I knew. It was three o'clock in the afternoon and there was no one on the street.


Suddenly a car stopped in front of me and I recognized him, he was sitting in the passenger seat. He got out of the car and so did the guy who was driving. The driver is none other than Rian .


Pritta smirked at me.


"Hey You .. bookworm," Rian's voice rang out in my ear and I turned to look at him.


"Did you slap my Pritta yesterday?"He loomed over me, intimidating.


"Yes. He deserves it, "I replied


"Shut up, basic S*alan . You hit me and no one dared to do that without consequences. You deserve to die."He screamed in my face.


"Pritta, you messed with my personal life yesterday when you and I had a fight and it's not worth it. I'm sorry I slapped you but know that you deserve it. Now be a good girl and go," I said in a calm voice.ignoring the series of dirty words she threw at me and I started walking again.


Suddenly I felt someone grabbing my arm and pulling my back. Before I knew who it was, Pritta had pushed me hard until I fell down . He is getting closer and ...


"NAME" .


I felt the impact of the slap after a few seconds, feeling my cheek that was starting to hurt.


I looked up in shock as she had a satisfied expression plastered on her face and Rian looked disinterested.


"Let's go, baby. All that needed to be done was done, " said Pritta and walked back to his car.


"Don't mess with us" Rian warned and turned around. As if he wanted to threaten me.


they're leaving soon. I'm still on the ground. I stood up and cleaned my jeans, glared at the car until it disappeared.


"I hate it!!," I muttered as I picked up my bag lying on the floor and placed the rope on my shoulder.


.....


"Earth to Darla" said Anna, waving her hand in front of my face.


"Huh... What did you say?"i asked.


"What are you thinking? I've called you five times ."


"Um.nothing. What are you saying?"my tofu, my,


I shook my head to get rid of the dangerous revenge plan I was thinking of avenging Pritta.


"That someone wants to order."


"OK," I ran to get a notebook from the cafe . I went to the customer who was staring at me


"What do you want to order, sir?"ask me in a polite tone.


Her eyes trailed from my face all over my body before clinging to my chest.


"Actually, the problem is my number is missing," he said, looking up, "can I ask for your number?"He asked, then grinned at me and internally.I was horrified to see the mainstay mode that is often used.


I pretended to smile flirtatiously at him, I looked at him, "Of course, it's 911,"


"What do you want to eat?"ask again.


This person did not help me control my anger that was originally aimed at Pritta!!.


"Something with Vitamin K (you) in it. My doctor told me I lacked it, "he said and winked at me.


I hate customers who tease me. Like this guy.You're here to eat and drink something or flirt and get my number? My inner


"My psychiatrist said," I looked into his eyes intently, "I must give you the number 911, so that I can kill someone like you one day" I replied


His smile faltered and his whole attitude changed. He sat up straight in his chair, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment and I repeated my question about what he wanted.


"Um.cold coffee with two spoons of sugar, please."He said slowly, avoiding my gaze.


"alright, sir. I'll bring your order soon, "


......


Wakti passed quickly and I immediately prepared to go home.


"Did something happen to you today?"Anna asked as we walked out of the cafe.


"Pulse...Tidaaaaaak." said while dragging the letter 'a'


"So how was your day?"


"That's perfect. It's so fun."


"You're usually a good liar but you can't lie to me right now" he said.


I breathe, I hate this. Anna knows me very well.


"I had a fight with Pritta. I told you about it once. You remember?"


"Ah yeah. That silly arrogant woman, isn't she? What kind of fight? Are you hurt?"He asked, there was worry in his eyes.


"Yes and no."


"Tell me what happened."He demands.


"He was talking about my family. He said my parents are dead and I deserve his bad treatment . So I'm very angry. And I didn't want to, but I slapped him. And today after school, while I was on my way to my house, he slapped me back".


"I thought that his actions made us break even, but I also still think that what he did was wrong. What say?" I looked at him


And his expression seemed sad.


"He was wrong. I'm so sorry you had to listen to that shit about you.


"It's okay.don't think too much about such things and I don't care what that arrogant woman says.


"Yes shouldn't be," she said, I suddenly felt lucky to have such an amazing friend like Anna.


He is my best friend and I consider him my brother.


Silence settled between us as contemplated things.


"I need your help" I finally said. I debated this all afternoon and finally decided that I should do it.


"For what?"Anna asked.His eyebrows fused together.


"I want Pritta to suffer."


"What's the plan?"Anna grinned. "I know you won't let this go that easy.


"Of course not. He shouldn't have played me."


....


Greetings from me, from my love