I look at spiders and butterflies. I watch caterpillars and moths. Sometimes I think I"m the only one who notices these things. But if it hadn"t been for a crowded cafeteria, I wouldn"t have ever noticed Valeri. After all, I wasn"t looking for new friends. Valeri was a new student. She walked to class with her books huddled against her chest and her head down. She talked only when the teacher asked her a question. After a month at our school, she hadn"t made any friend. At recess, she sat on a bench and read. If you asked who she was, you"d get a response like this," She"s in my PE class. I can"t remember her name." One day at lunch, I had nowhere to sit. Most tables were full, my friends scattered among them. But Valeri sat alone, book in hand. I walked over to her. "May I sit here?"