Chapter 38

~ RACHEL’S POV

After parking the car, I donned a white hat and black sunglasses. I look at my reflection in the rear mirror and I lowered the hat so it can cover half of my face. With a sigh, I mummer "Here goes nothing."

I step out of the car and while walking into the restaurant, I silently pray that I will not be seen by paparazzi. I can not handle their questions or their irrelevant photo clicks. It gets really annoying when they ask me random questions and keep clicking photos of me. I know it’s their job and I shouldn’t criticize it but I find it very funny, I mean why will someone’s job be stalking people?

As I walk into the restaurant, a wave of relief washes over me. I am so glad that no paparazzi approached me; this will make Richie know that I can handle myself. He didn’t want to go out alone, he says I should take Brad with me but I insisted not to; I didn’t want Brad or any other bodyguard to come with me. As much as I hate being approached by the paparazzi when I am alo