Bloody hell. Why did I say that? I cringe, as I find my way up, to the yacht balcony. I'd said that out of jealousy, but what would he think? It was extremely vulgar of me to say those words. I take out my phone, about to dial Rocket's number when my phone slips from my hand. I cover my face with my palms, completely irked. Today was not my day. I bend to pick the phone, when I see someone's leg stretched out. The leg kicks my phone into the water and I yell.

"Hey! What the hell?!" I yell, turning around to look at the idiot that's just...