Damn it. We returned to Mackellar House after dressing. I had a shower and changed my clothes before heading to class. Believe it or not, I hadn’t actually had the chance to shower since the previous morning. Kind of gross, when you think about it. Thank God for Listerine Pocketpaks and panty liners.Raph walked me to lecture hall one for Environmental Degradation 101. We didn’t get harassed by the media or the paparazzi. I suspect that was in part due to the campus security cars cruising the area and the security guys strutting about. The fact Raph stuck a baseball cap on his head and dark sunglasses on his face also helped. As did my decision to do the same. Borrowing a hat from Heather (a big floppy thing that dangled in my eyes and hid half my face), I did everything I could to disguise my identity.To be honest, it was fun. Like I was suddenly Angelina Jolie.When we arrived at my afternoon class, Raph tipped my chin up with a soft tap of his finger, flashed his dimple at me and kissed my lips.
