Chapter 45. Nope, He Hates Me

Rachel's POV

" Can't believe that bitch actually spilled her drink on you... Seriously what gives?" Marina complained as she opened the door to our hotel room.

She had been saying the same thing over and over again since our drive back from the party, and sincerely I thought the same.

Despite her denial, I was very sure Olivia spilled the drink on me on purpose, but why?

"Maybe it was really a mistake; you can never know," I said walking into the room. Marina stared at me with a dumb look and chuckled.

"It was sarcasm, come on. Even a fool would see that she did it on purpose." Marina shook her head at me as she removed her shoes before falling flat on the bed.

"I've had a long day." She groaned making me chuckle even more.

"We've had a long day." I corrected following her footsteps of removing my shoes before falling on her bed.

She suddenly sat up earning a raised brow from me.

What's up with her? Her face had a huge grin