The Beckoms Suite

"Okay."
She said in the smallest tone. He hurried out of the room in a mid paced walk, leaving Amity a brief moment for her thoughts. He was charming. She already had a tiny crush on him and they'd talked for all of five minutes. Amity knew she had a problem of getting attached to anything that sparkled but some people were just so shiny. You can't help but stare. She jumped a bit when she looked over and saw him calmly walking up the small hall holding a book in his right hand. He came just in time for her to finish the thought.