Sarah picked herself up from the middle and sat on the tip of the bed interested in the coming story from her dreamy friend. "I met one of Chrisīs friends last night and he gave me this poem, I donīt know why and he seemed to be very shy, unusually so", Mieko said, as she ruffled in her pocket for the crumpled paper and gave it to Sarah.

Sarah read the poem quickly and then reread it a little slower this time, smiled strangely and said, "Itīs nice but isnīt it a bit childish?", " I donīt think so because I donīt think he meant to give it to anyone, and by the state of it, it looks like it was written today" replied Mieko as she went to sit with her friend on the bed. "Now the important question... Is he cute?" asked