She opened the door to Music Room Number Three, looking for a quiet place to study.

She did not expect there to be so many people.

Several boys welcomed her in.

She said she couldn't stay.

The pretty, pretty boys insisted.

"Stay at least for tea." They begged.

She submitted, for tea was always a good idea.

She caught the eye of the boy with glasses.

He watched her from afar.

He looked at her with beauty, as if she were a shooting star.

She finished up her tea.

Then, she said adieu.

"The tea was very lovely."

"It was nice meeting you."

Soon, they'd drag her on adventures.

Journeys large and small.

And she'd grow to learn

That she's loved by them all.