The second apartment had a bigger kitchen, but the third bedroom was like a closet. I was fine with it, but my mother wasn't. When Stacey pushed open the door to the third apartment, I fought back the urge to cry. It felt exactly like the house we had at the pack. Dark blues and grays decorated the living room. The kitchen was the biggest out of the three apartments. The apartment was perfect. I was shocked when Stacey told us the rent and my mother immediately signed the lease.
"Well, I'll get this paperwork back to the office. I'm sure at some point Beck will introduce himself. It was nice to meet all of you" she said handing my mother the keys. My mother looked confused but took the keys from her hand. Once she left, Emmett and I went down to our car to grab our bags. When we steppe
