" Up next is Ava Rose Christian with her family poem." The schools principle announced Ava through the speaker, followed by loud claps and shouts.
Ava nervously made her way onto the small stage, the bright lights shining as she took her place in the center. Gripping the microphone in her hands, Ava stared at the large crowd, searching for the faces of her family. She spotted her mother's face first, who gave her a big smile and a thumbs up, making Ava relax just a ounce.
Ava closed her eyes, took a deep breath before letting a happy smile slip onto her face.
"So there's this boy, he makes me blush.
He makes me smile and he's my crush.
We like to share secrets, whispers at night.
But we never tell my brother Roman, because he's uptight.
The boy, my crush; he doesn't talk much and that's okay,
because words aren't needed anyway.
He has choppy brown hair and hazel eyes,
once we kissed under night skies.