' I hate her already '.

" Can you speak now? Who are you?" Clarisse asked and folded her arms below her breast, standing in a sexy way.

She was putting on a short jean skirt and reached her thigh and cream half-shouldered top.

" I am Marissa...",

" You said that earlier",

" I'm Christian's best friend",

" Oh, sorry, I didn't recognize you; he never made mention of you," she said, giving her a cheeky smile.

" That's new; he always tells everyone about me," Marissa said with a smile, trying so hard to remain calm.

Clarisse's heart skipped, " Really?",

" Yeah", she nodded smiling sweetly, "...