(Patty: Hey there guys! I'm so happy today. I made a poem for the special person I met since June 2012 but now, it's kinda cute (guess it, is it a boy or girl?). It's so sweet, I can't wait until Monday.
Chris: *interupts* Who you talking to and who's the special person?
Patty: *suprised* Oh...the special person you asked, I can't tell you. Sorry. Anyway it's cute.
Chris: *O.O* Ok? Well I'm going back to work.
Patty: Ok then. *whispers* Phew! Oh...the poem I just made is related to Chris and Aviva and me and SP too. R&R.)
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN WK!
It's 9:00 in the night and Chris is still awake, studying other species and animals. Chris was getting bored and rest a little while, thinking about Aviva.
Chris: How will Aviva notice me that I like her? By telling her? Maybe not. Think of plan. But how? *thinks* Write her a poem about her? Maybe, yes. But what's make her special?
Chris get his notepad and writing a poem. So far, he had many mistakes doing a poem. He thinks carefully and recall.
(Sorry, it's too short but in next chapter will be long, I hope. Review.)