Bekah wasn't entirely sure she was ready for this, but then when was she ever ready for anything that ever happened to her? The best way to deal was just to accept it head on and work out the issues later. Okay, maybe that wasn't the best way to deal, but it was a way to deal. Bekah had most of her things ready to go, but she was still startled a bit by the knock at the door. Anye.
"Hey, come inside, I freaking love stuff," Bekah yelled over her shoulder while shoving things inside her bag. There was a part of her that still bristled a bit at having a mentor, but it was one of those necessary things, and she if she wanted to keep this 'gig', she needed to maybe not be a major pain in the ass. Maybe a minor pain in the ass, but not a major one.