Amy was too lost in passion (and alcohol!), to really think about right and wrong at this point. Five minutes later they came rushing in, a sea of noisy 17 and 18 year olds, all chatting and taking ages to it down. She was dumbstruck by his immense size,
“A-a-are you Ludwig?” she asked
“Saxon” he answered gruffly
“Sorry?” she asked quite confused by his answer. I hope you enjoyed the story, I appreciate all criticism of structure/grammar/language etc, I’ll happily make a rewrite with your suggestions. “Oh, ok” she said, taken aback by the weird request
The lesson continued as normal. To be continued… After starring at Mr.Cannow for a while he ran up to, Miss Ashcroft, they both embraced and looked into each others eyes. Saxon looked into her eyes, knowing that there was no other place he would rather go that night.
