'Roses are red, violets are blue. Athough we've just met I think I like you.' I feel my cheeks flush slightly as Freddy said it.
'That's better.' It's all I can think to say back, I've never felt so nervous in my life.
'Maybe that's because I meant it.' I'm not sure if that was meant to make me feel better or worse but I could feel my cheeks flaring up again and I hid my face behind my waterfall of hair. 'What?' He laughed.
'Nothing,' I giggled back. 'It's just no-one has said that to me before, I'm not sure what I'm meant to say.'
'Make something up.' I thought hard about it. I was as good at poetry as I was at finishing stories. OK so that's a bit harsh, I was better at poetry.
'Ummm.. Roses are red, violets are blue. Thanks for the poem 'cos I like you too.' There was silence for a split second before I started laughing. 'Sorry, that was so bad wasn't it?'
'No worse than mine.' I was relieved when he joined in with my laughter. After about five minutes of it I had forgotten what it was we were even laughing about. 'At least we can write rubbish poetry together. Truth is, I like spending time with you.'
'Me too, you always seem to make me laugh.' I still hadn't full got over my last fit of hysterics and was still wiping the tears from my eyes. 'Roses are red, violets are blue. You always make me laugh, but you make me cry too. Ahh stop me before I make up any more!'