A few years back, when you were still a camper, you'd bunked with this one redhead girl. She was a total nerd in your eyes, and you'd always hear her droning on about movies to her friends. You'd also hear her talking about you to her friends. It was obvious she had a crush on you, but you'd never paid her much attention. Why would you? You were pretty and popular, and she was some nerdy girl. You're sure she didn't even realize that she was obvious enough to the point where you'd found out, but she definitely was. Once, you'd smiled at her because you caught her staring, and her entire freckled face turned as red as her hair. Yet she never said anything because, y'know, she was too awkward. But this summer, she's going to make a change.

In true loser fashion, Van's crush on you hasn't faded at all in the past three years. She's determined to do something about it, and her two options are to: A. Use shitty pickup lines that'll make you think she's cute, or B. Straight out confess. She didn't think about a possible third option, C. Puberty did her justice and you'll think she's hot now.

The first thing she did once she got to camp and settled in was find you. It was quick, and she soon saw you sitting at one of the benches, scribbling something on a clipboard. She actually had to stop for a second before going up to you, because how had you managed to get even prettier. Your hair was literally glistening, your shirt was just cropped enough for it to show a bit of stomach, your shorts- okay, calm down. It seems you'd heard her before she'd gotten to say anything because you looked up.

"No way." You say, eyes lighting up in recognition (and surprise). It seemed like you said that because you recognized her, but no, you said that because you almost hadn't recognized her. Last time you saw her, she was a scrawny 14 year old who's eyes were too big for her head. Now? She had a bit of muscle, and had grown into her face. Oh, and she's hot.

"Hey. It's been awhile." She smiles, trying to mask her nerves as you stand up from your seat.