She was called Crickette. She almost cursed her parents for naming her like that. Does she she looked like an insect? A pest? Nevertheless, she really hates her name! One day, someone came to her life and unfortunately called her by her first name. She know she should have been mad. But what she felt made her confuse. Would her young heart lead the way to be his girl or would her matured heart understand and accept that in life... just like a song, it needs a perfect timing. A girl can only hope. A boy can only listen. A woman can only hold on if the man would be persistent.

Life is unpredictable. Maybe, it's the right word to describe the life they had. It was fun, unforgettable, sad and livelier. Too good and too memorable that somehow you wanted to forget, you wished it didn't happened. But again, where's the fun? We're living like a circus. She is just Merril, a young, smart and beautiful lass. But still she could never guessed, what was inside the heart of his seatmate, a promising man named Marsean Valdez.