"Hi, Mad," Piper's voice sang out in her ear. "Oh, it's you," Madison said, falling back on the pink brocade duvet covering her double bed. "Of course it's me. I always call you at this time," Piper said. "Who'd you think it was?" "I thought you were Blue," she said with a giggle. "But that's, of course, impossible, since Blue doesn't even know my name." "Just what are you talking about?" Piper demanded. "And who is Blue?" "Blue"--Madison grabbed one of her pink furry pillows that lined her headboard and hugged it to her chest--"is my Heart-2-Heart partner. And I think I'm in love." "What?" Piper screeched into the phone. "We were just assigned our partners yesterday. I have spent almost every spare minute with you, except for a few hours last night and the two hours since we left Giorgio's. When could you possibly have found the time to fall in love?" "Okay," Madison said, rolling over onto her stomach. "Maybe not love with a capital L. But a very strong like. Blue is funny and smart--he knows how flies land on the ceiling upside down. And talented--he can do a backflip. Or at least he could when he was nine at his cousin's house in Issaquah." "He put all that in one letter?" Piper asked. Madison giggled. "Of course not. We've e-mailed several letters. In fact, I'm expecting one now." "Geez," Piper said a little wistfully. "I haven't even checked to see if my Heart-2-Heart pal wrote back." Madison plucked at the fuzzy strands of yarn on her pillow. "You should. I love this program! We can tell each other . It's so great!" "And this guy's name is Blue?" Piper's voice sounded doubtful. "I don't remember any kid at school named Blue. There was that one guy we called Green in our chem lab, remember? But I think we called him that because his last name Green and we could never remember his first name." --