see that they are all holding signs about saving the redwoods. A small thin bearded man wearing a colorful hemp hat hands me a flyer about the university ’ s plan to cut down the ancient redwood trees in order to build a new sports center.
“ You should come down to the rally tomorrow night, ” he says. The man smells like incents and pot.
“ Thanks, I ’ ll think about it, ” I say glancing at the flyer before shoving it in my bag. I start to walk away but stop short spin around and take a closer look at the group. I blink rapidly not sure of what I ’ m seeing. I had read about students protesting social repression by coming to school naked. I thought it was a myth but there they are right in front of me totally naked. Well not completely. Some of the protestors are wearing shoes and a few have on backpacks and hats. I avert my eyes and rush towards the west entrance of the school. How could I not have noticed boobs and balls right in front of me? I set off towards the cafeteria looking around wondering what else I ’ d missed while my head was down. I buy an apple and oatmeal to go and find a place to sit on a grassy hill near a giant bear statue. I take out my new journal and watch the student ’ s speeding by in every direction. I write, ‘ It ’ s my first day of class at UC Berkeley. I ’ m pretty sure my roommate ’ s certif iable. P eople come to school naked and I ’ ve spent my entire first class lusting over the student teacher. Everyone walks around this place looking as if they have it all figured out. It ’ s my first day and I ’ m already filled with uncertainty. ’
Chapter 3
I see Tucker everywhere and he ’ s always accompanied by a gaggle of giggling girls. I t’s unbelievable how silly some woman can act . Of course I ’ m no better. H e smiles at me and I get all flustered. Right now I ’ m standing in the doorway of the library watching the rain come down in buckets. I ’ m about to make a run for it and brave the rapids when I hear a deep sexy voice boom from behind me. “ Waiting for a boat, ” he says. I turn and there he is again flashing those dimples at me.
“ No I ’ m waiting for a chivalrous man to sweep me off my feet and carry me to my room, ” I blurt before I can stop myself.
Tucker steps closer to me. I open my mouth and rack my brain for something clever to say. He bends down and scoops me into his arms then steps out into the rain quickly walking towards the dorms. I really should protest but my face is just inches away from his and all I want to do is rest my head on his shoulder and pledge my undying love.
“ Are you ok? He asks looking over at me. You look as if you might be having a stroke. ”
“ I ’ m rarely at a loss for words, ” I say, “ but you caught me off guard. ”
“ Was that chivalrous enough for you? ” Tucker says as he gently lowers me to my feet under an awning. He inhales deeply before removing his arm from my waist.
“ Did you just sniff me? ” I ask with phony indignation. His face reddens slightly which makes me feel more comfortable for some reason. “ So do I tip you? ” I ask.
He rakes his fingers through his damp curls, raises an eyebrow and gives me a sheepish grin. Tucker reaches for my hand and a ball of fire forms around my belly button and gets lower as he pulls me closer. “ Yeah you can tip me but I don ’ t want money. ” He opens my hand and brushes a finger across my palm.
I swallow hard and ask, “ Then what do you want? ” He pulls me a little closer and my heart races. We are standing toe to toe and Tucker is gazing into my eyes like a scene from a soap opera. He opens his mouth to speak but before he can say another word he ’ s interrupted by one of