Jess

Knowing Jess, she'd either be studying in the library or in her dorm. I always thought she looked kind of cute with her nose buried in a textbook, strands of her dirty blonde hair falling onto her milky white face that made her emerald green eyes pop.

When we were in high school, we had went on a few dates, but they weren't much, usually just getting a sort of early dinner at a fast food place or seeing a movie. We never even kissed, much less anything more than that.