Amelia is the mysterious girl with no last name.
Sherlock is the detective with no mystery unsolved.
When Amelia appears on his doorstep, claiming to be moving into the spare room in Sherlock's flat, a new mystery is thrown upon the detective's shoulders.
Will Sherlock be able to solve this mystery?
And better yet, will he be able to tolerate the answer?
Disclaimer: I unfortunately don't own anything related to Sherlock in any way, shape, or form. I do, however, own Amelia and the terrible plot.
A/N: I apologize for how cliché and fast-paced this book is; I wrote this book ages ago and it isn't very good. I do have a rewritten version in progress, but it isn't finished yet. Sorry.