Saraah and her "friend" Manji were roaming the Savannah. Away from Pride Rock. Away from all the harsh memories of Saraah's mothers sudden death.
Her elder sister, Uru, was with her betrothed Ahadi, and Saraah felt a bit left out. She didn't want to join her moping father, that was for sure, so she was glad to be with her friend. They had not talked in a while, and Saraah wanted to see him again.
They were laughing and joking, forgetting any worries and cares. That's the good thing about Manj...he makes you relax, Saraah thought to herself.
Hey, why am I thinking of him? She thought suddenly.
Manji was having a good time with Saraah, as always. But could he pluck up the courage> He wanted so badly to ask her the question, but was scared of an almost certain rejection. But Saraah was making him feel confident. That's the good thing about Saraah-she makes you feel more interested in yourself.
Wait, why am I thinking of her? He thought suddenly
'Saraah...I was wondering...' Manji bit his lip, all ready wanting to claw the words back in his mouth. Saraah looked at him, urging him on. 'I was wondering.....would you like to come to dinner with me this evening, by the wtaerhole?' He said hurridely.
'Err...sure.' Saraah said casually, but the minute she got home she was leaping and dancing and doing summersaults
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