Rachel's POV 

I stood by the corner of the counter watching the others enjoy the party. It was kind of nice, but I was not really into socializing right now. 

"A margarita," I said to the bartender who immediately started preparing my order.

"Here Ms," I gave him a killer smile and took the margarita, carefully sipping it in front of him. Relishing the sour taste of the lemon and lime in it. Just perfect from my mood right now. 

The bartender face flushed red, as ...