Celeste
I wake up early the next morning, and immediately recognize Randol's warmth under my cheek. I guess I stayed more than a little while. I look at my watch and it's 7:30 a.m. I could probably sleep for another six hours after yesterday's madness, but I have too much to do today. I turn my attention upward, and see the most gorgeous face. I could get used to waking up like this. I can't believe someone can look that good first thing in the morning. I probably look like a nightmare.
I slip out of the bed as carefully as I can, so that I don't wake Randol in the process. Success! Once I am outside the room, I breathe a sigh of relief. God, I need a shower. I head straight for my room, praying that no one stops me along the way. I feel like I have ten layers of dirt and sweat covering
