[Anna] In the very silent presentation room, my whisper-shout was the only sound that resonated through the stillness, making me realise how loud I had spoken. And in all honesty, I was going to be very embarrassed if the man in front of me wasn't my first crush, the young boy I had grown with, the captain of the soccer team, the man who practically defined the term 'Jerk Jock': Nathaniel Jones. "Anna?" He asked, unsure. "Anna Collins?" "Yes, you jerk." I nodded, laughing under my breath. "Fuck." He cursed under his breath, a lopsided smile spreading through his lips, "You were like this short." He pointed to a height around my chest, much shorter than I was in high school. I feigned being offended. "No, I wasn't." "Yes you were," he immediately retaliated, "And you wore specs. And