Am I crazy or am I just falling for a guy that I just met... These thoughts swirled into Prue's mind as soon as she met her new flat mate Dan Howell. Excerpt: Why does she take so many pictures? I walk over to the table she had selected. She was still focusing outside the window, “Isn’t beautiful?” “Sorry – what,” I looked up at her as I slipped my coffee. “The rain against the glass. It’s like the world is crying with joy or sorrow and the glass is it’s cheeks running the tears down.” Setting the camera down her eyes remained locked on the window. Author Notes: Hello this is my first story I have ever put up here so I do hope someone reads it other then myself. Anyways I hope you enjoy it!All Rights Reserved