I'm Not Daria
Samantha's Secret

"I want to show you something today" said Sam, barging into my room and spotting me wearing a shirt.

"What?" I asked, pushing the shirt down and looking at him.

"You'll know. Get dressed as soon as possible and we'll be gone in a few minutes. Maybe there'll be some media out there where I take you because there's a fool who accidentally leaked information when I'm going to be there today." Sam was furious, rolling his eyeballs.

"Um. I don't think that's a good idea. I mean, I'm not used to being exposed to the media..." I was silent because I was at a loss for words to explain my situation.

Sam raised his eyebrows towards me. "What's? What do you mean you're not used to it?"

Realizing I was sloshing, I bit my tongue violently and immediately corrected my statement. "-I mean. "I'm not ready to face them."

Sam looked at me with sympathy. "I understand but don't worry, I've got it. I promise no one will take your picture. Get dressed quickly

I'll wait downstairs"

"May Anna come along too, I promise she won't make trouble," I asked because really if she won't come with me, I'll dismantle our disguise.

Sam seemed to doubt "Daria, what I'm going to show you is something no one else should know, at least until I leak it myself, Are you sure I can trust Anna with this?"

"Yes, of course. He won't tell anyone."

"All right, take him"

"One more thing. How should I dress up? I don't know where we're going"

"Hm." He said, stepping closer and walking into the closet. She searched in it for about a minute before she took out a black and white striped halter dress.

"Simple yet perfect for this event". Tell Anna to dress similarly.

"OKAY.

...

Thirty minutes later we were all in our cars and driven wherever Sam wanted to take us.

It felt like a long time until we finally stopped at a parking lot whose entrance was crowded with paparazzi. Fortunately, I wear sunglasses. It will take some time to get used to

I looked up and saw us outside a building that read 'REVSON' in big, black and thick letters.

We immediately went inside so that no one could take our photos. I was very careful about hiding my face.

Once inside. I watched my surroundings. We were in a bright and spacious office, which had a long hallway with several rooms, was it a studio?

A friendly-looking receptionist greeted us at the entrance before we were pulled into one of the studios. Around it are mannequins neatly arranged on a high-level stage. Aky was amazed at the clothes she was wearing.

"Do you like it?" Anna asked, sounding a bit nervous

"It's so beautiful" I said, unable to form words that accurately describe the clothes and everything that was there.

"This will be my first show. And you're the first person in our family who's gonna see this. Even mom and dad haven't seen it."

I turned and looked into his eyes. "Your first show? You designed it yourself?" I asked, amazed to see someone so talented. He just nodded.

"It's going to be on show at Paris Fashion Week sometime next month, we're all going to fly there and see my living work."

"That's amazing, Sam, I can't wait to see the results."

"I'm a little nervous, even though the show's still a few weeks away." Sam admits

"You are the greatest designer on earth! I'm sure you'll shake it out there!". I smiled sincerely at him because I knew he would perform amazingly.

I don't know where it came from, but it seems like I'm getting a confidence boost. I'm trying to fit in. Although I hate to admit it, but actually I really like being Daria.

But I won't admit it to Anna. Because everyone knows, he sacrificed his friend to be made into a mashup to make his life happier. And you all know how Anna forced me to be a fake Daria and that's not going to happen.

Even though I only met Sam yesterday, but it's like I've known him for a long time, I also love his very cute little daughter. Jess is the one we left behind.

We left Jessica in the big house because she was still asleep.

....

We watched the dresses for about an hour. Sam showed me all the dresses and I praised them all. We all went out for coffee afterwards. Thankfully the paparazzi don't wander around anymore.

...

After we returned home, we went to our rooms to change into comfortable clothes.

When I went downstairs, everyone wasn't home. A waiter told me they were all by the pool. I went there and found Sam on one of the poolside benches reading a magazine and wearing a bikini.

No doubt, she was born to be a model. He will definitely be great in that field. She is like a Greek goddess who came to earth to give grace to us with her beautiful presence.

"Daria, come here." Anna gestured to me and I stepped closer. "Join us."

"Um.ok, I'll be right back." I said, because he also wears a bikini.

I immediately returned and changed into a yellow bikini. When I got back there, I saw Devan and Liam also decided to join us. I grumbled Why does he always have to be there?

As I approached them, I heard the two discussing who was the best between a boy and a girl when it came to being a makeup artist

"Of course girls," I interrupted.

"They are much more talented and have a good sense of style. And plus, men don't do makeup like women do, so women know better what looks good for a certain type of face than men, but back again.experience and expertise are only gained by learning. So, we cannot judge based on gender. But still, if I had to choose, I would say that women do it better.". Add me

"Excuse me?" Devan said from the pool.

I turned to look at him.

"It doesn't matter if women wear makeup more often. You can't say that women are better at it just because women always put on makeup. Men can actually do better because they make mistakes less often. I've seen some women who became makeup artists but the makeup is hunting". Said Devan

"So you indirectly state that only women always make mistakes and failures???? Men are much worse!!!." I said with annoyance.

"I never said that"

"No, you don't think I understand what you mean?."

"You want to test who's better at it?"

"Let's do it."

"But not in the field of makeup. How about we play volleyball? But this time, we'll win." Devan stated while gesturing towards him and Liam.

"You're really overconfident, huh?"

"I'm just telling you what's going to happen in the end, baby."

"I want to see your face when you're about to lose again".

"That's not gonna happen, I'm definitely gonna win"

"Or not." My reply

"Friends, quiet. Honestly, once you two start fighting, you'll never stop!" Anna exclaimed, "I'm tired of this."

"Are they usually like this to each other?". Sam interrupted

hushed...

"Hihi I was just kidding. I know they've always been like this to each other" Sam rolled his eyeballs. "I'm used to it. I guess Daria's return after 2 years of leaving will make their relationship good, but it turns out they continue the quarrel that was on leave for 2 years."

"So, are you two ready to play volleyball?" much

"Again?" Anna groaning.

"Yes, you two must be on my team

.......

I always wondered why he was trying to challenge me. If he just wanted to embarrass himself, and I gladly accepted the challenge.

Everyone knows who will be the winner. I even saw him bite his nails a few times because he knew where the game was going.

We won, of course.

And I was happy to show my self-confidence that was exaggerated before the game. What I really regret is that I didn't take a picture of his face after he lost.

"Devan, it's all your fault. If only you stopped looking at Daria for a moment and concentrated on this stupid game, we would have won. And stop looking at him shamelessly in front of everyone, ? That's disgusting." Antonio shuddered. "I'm her brother here and I'm supposed to protect. I'll even throw a punch at you to give it an additional effect".

Devan rolled his eyes. "You can't blame me. I really can't stop staring at someone who looks terrible in a bikini. It's not something you see every day!"

I raised an eyebrow at him. "You're also not a sight to behold, you loser". My speech

"You must be completely blind then. And don't call me a loser . I'm not like that at all. And it wasn't a fair match. Your team has three players while we only have two."

"really? Well, I think it's fair because I saw you cheating earlier."

"Suppit. I've got better and more important things to do than be with you losers".

As usual, Devan always chooses to leave and says he has something important to do.

"If you clearly remember the outcome of that match, you're the loser, with Liam."

Devan just glared at me before Liam decided to speak.

"What are you going to do now?" Liam asked Devan.

"There are some people I need to meet today. I've invited them. So I'm just gonna take a shower. They'll be here in about half an hour. We need to discuss about some of the restaurants that have just opened in Latvia and the Netherlands."

"okay."

Devan left but earlier he threw a sharp glare at me, while I just grinned to piss him off.

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