Roberto: Now what would a pretty one such as you be doing alone such on a day as this?
Sakura: There is nobody to spend time with today, everybody says they are too busy for me.
Roberto: I’m not busy today. I thought I would go find a tiny stream and do some fishing. But alas my eyes seek you and I no longer find that interesting.
She begins to feel a blush coming on and looks away. There is something about this boy.
Sakura: Now what would a gentleman such as yourself want to do with a boring girl such as myself?
He gingerly makes his way over to sit beside her.
Roberto: How does one so lovely find herself boring?
She giggles. You ask a lot of questions. What is your name?
Roberto: Why my name is none other than Roberto. And yours?
Sakura: I am named after the cherry blossom. Sakura.
Roberto: I like it, a lot. It’s…different.
Sakura: Thank you kind sir.
Roberto: You’re welcome.
She cannot remember a boy ever being so kind to her. All the others she had met before had teased her and picked on her horribly. This one was different.
Roberto: You look very far away right now, are you alright?
Sakura: Oh, yes, I am fine I was just thinking we could go see the play of Romeo and Juliet in the town square. It is one of my favorites.
He gives her an exasperated grin.
Roberto: You are one of those hopeless romantic kinds I see. For a pretty girl like you it would be my pleasure to escort you.
He picks up her delicate hand and drops a kiss on it.
Sakura: And you are calling me a hopeless romantic.
He helps her to her feet and they set off on their way.
