Sawyer: He really didn't realize it would be her, he just sort of looked up from the model and there she was. Freckles and green eyes, looking at him half with the usual he gets from people and something else. Something he really wants to figure out.
Pierce: He looked up from his dungeons and dragons dice for one second and there is a girl, an older girl, beside him. He smiles at her with his brace filled face and blushes, Warren had been hiding her from him and he would find out why. How could he know how that little pang he felt whenever he would see her get in Elliot's truck or on the back of Casper's bike was jealousy? Seeing her at the door in their apartment he sees her, just Will, but somehow it's different this time. He doesn't know exactly what he wants from her, he never had, but at least now he had a chance of getting it.
Darren: She was a delightful girl, mind as bright as an exploding star, quick witted. He looked into those blue eyes one day and knew he would be fond of her; exactly how fond he wasn't sure.
Jude: Looking up at the bistro and finding that girl in the jumper and flowing skirt, wearing those dorky glasses, hair falling down her shoulders to her waist... He felt his heart skip a beat, he had been preparing for this moment his whole life. “Hello, what can I do for you today?” He smiled. And every other day, he thought.
Warren: He saw her in the library, drinking coffee and typing away at her laptop, she looked like she hadn't slept in weeks. She looked beautiful. Just a few more minutes, if she's still here you will talk to her, he knew he was lying to himself, he had been saying that for the last three hours. Sometimes she would look up and he would just look at his book, like he was right now. “Hey.” He looked up and his face turned beet red, there she was, with her hands on her hips, staring him down. “Why have you been staring at me?”
Felix: When he met Sage he knew she was beautiful, but she was also a friend of a friend, meaning by extension she was his friend. Leaning on the fence marking the break between the water and the dock he smiles at her shyly, and almost falls into the water when the wood loosens. She grabs his arm, reflexes acting before her whole touching issue. “N-nice to meet you and, uh, thank you for, um, saving my life.” She laughs, he really likes the sound. “It's just water, I'm sure you would have lived, just slightly soggier.”