Jane Rizzoli's breakup with the Homecoming Queen played out like a bad reality TV show. Jane's letterman jacket was shoved at her by her girlfriend in the middle of the lunchroom and, by the end of the lunch period, #teamjane and #teamjessica became actual hashtags. Nobody knew the reality behind their breakup, but speculation was rampant and Maura would have felt sorry for Jane had she not been so egotistical and used the breakup to her advantage.

Jane was now on the market and she was never without a girl who wanted to cheer her up and make her forget all about Jessica. "She's so cute!" Maura heard a freshman say to her friend in a shrill voice after Jane winked at her in the hall. "Cute? She's perfect!" her friend responded. "But I hear she only hooks up with juniors and seniors."

Maura wondered how many notches Jane had on her bedpost and what exactly she did to these girls that made them fawn over her and bring her little gifts and treats after their 'dates'. The more she thought about Jane, the more she realized how annoyed she was by her. Her unruly hair and the cute way she tries to get those few strands of curls out of her face is annoying. Her sexy voice is annoying. Her exquisite long bones are annoying. Her cute dimples are annoying. The way she doesn't notice me is annoying. But what annoyed Maura most of all was the fact that she was annoyed with the way Jane didn't notice her. I can't have a crush on Jane.

For almost four years, Jane never said more than a quick greeting to her so she was surprised when Jane turned around and headed back toward her locker. "Maura! There's something I wanted to ask you."

"You know my name?"

Jane propped her elbow against the lockers. "We have Stats together. Of course I know your name."

Before she could ask Maura anything, they were interrupted by a girl with a cupcake in hand for Jane. "I had fun last night after your game," she told her in a tone of voice that Maura found even more annoying than the freshman girl's voice. "We baked cupcakes in home ec today and I made this one for you. It has your jersey number on it."

"Thank you," Jane winked at her. Instead of biting into the cupcake, Maura and the other girl watched as Jane curled her tongue and slowly licked the frosting. While witnessing Jane's blatant flirtation, Maura neglected to notice that she was wide-eyed and biting her bottom lip. "I love licking the frosting," Jane said, bringing Maura out of her trance. So that's why these girls worship her.

"I-I have to get to class," the other girl blushed. "I'm glad you like my cupcake. I mean the cupcake I made for you."

Maura glanced down the hall to make sure Jane's admirer was out of earshot. "Is she your new girl?"

"Pfft, no," Jane smirked. "I'm not seeing anyone in particular, which is why I wanted to ask you something. Are you good at anatomy?"

"The best!" Maura said excitedly. Jane Rizzoli actually cares about science!

"You're really cute when you're excited," Jane smiled and Maura tried not to blush. "I really want to study the female anatomy and I was hoping you'd help me. How about tonight at my house or we could use the backseat of my car if you're more comfortable with that."

Maura gave her a confused look. "We can't study in the backseat of your car. Why don't we just go to the library after school? They have study rooms."

"In public? Okay," Jane shrugged. "I just didn't think you were into that kind of thing. I'll meet you after school then."

"What topic do you need help with?" Maura asked so she could prepare herself for their study session.

"The female erogenous zones," Jane responded. "And the mammary glands."

Odd. Those aren't the subjects we're going to be tested on next week.

After school, Maura found Jane already seated in a study room without any books on hand. "It's a good thing I brought mine," Maura smiled. "I was expecting you to bring your textbook."

"For what?"

"To study the female anatomy," Maura looked at her in disbelief. "That's why we're here."

Jane pulled out a chair so Maura could sit down next to her. "I was kinda hoping you could teach me without the book. You already have all we'll need."

"I have the highest grade in the class," Maura brought to her attention. "But even I couldn't study without the textbook or lecture notes. What period do you have anatomy? Your class is studying a different lesson."

"Fourth," Jane said nonchalantly. "Why?"

"You have fourth period anatomy with Mrs. Campbell?"

"Yeah."

"Mrs. Campbell doesn't teach anatomy that period. She teaches biology," Maura pointed out. "I'd know. I'm her T.A. for that class. Are you even taking an anatomy class?"

"No," Jane smiled in hopes of winning Maura over with her dimples. "All the more reason for you to teach me, right?"

"Wrong," Maura narrowed her eyes at her. "You're incorrigible."

Maura tried to get up from her chair but Jane stopped her. "I know I'm an asshole, but there's a reason I did this. Just hear me out."

"Go on," Maura said, although she didn't particularly care what Jane had to tell her.

"I like you," Jane mumbled while averting her eyes.

"What?" Maura laughed. "You like me? You licked another girl's cupcake in front of me and now you're saying you like me."

"I licked the cupcake that was available to me because I love cupcakes," Jane argued. "Had you offered your cupcake to me, I would have licked yours instead! I would have licked your cupcake repeatedly, Maura!" She noticed the usually confident Jane Rizzoli sink down in her chair. "No, I wouldn't have. Your cupcake intimidates me. I had to give myself a pep talk before I got here. I was that nervous about having access to your cupcake."

Having access to my cupcake? "Are we still talking about desserts?"

Jane lightly smacked her forehead on the table. "I don't even know anymore. I'm just sorry I put you in this situation. I thought I'd seduce you, we'd go on our first date after that and then more dates and winter formal and prom and you'd already be too far invested in this before you realized I'm not the stud other girls make me out to be."

"I'm not Jessica," Maura pointed out. "I didn't get voted Homecoming Queen. I don't get invited to parties. I don't have a thousand Instagram followers and a hashtag named after me. You and I have nothing in common."

"We have more in common than you think," Jane lifted her head so she could be face-to-face with Maura. "Jessica hates us both with a fiery passion."

"I know I'm not popular, but I've never given her a reason to hate me."

"It's not you. She hates you because of me," Jane reached out for Maura's hand, but Maura pulled back from her. "I know you and I don't follow each other but I was constantly scrolling through your Instagram and she caught me. The first time she caught me I brushed it off and said I was just looking at pictures of your turtle."

"Tortoise."

"Tortoise," Jane repeated. "I was looking at pictures of your tortoise, but that's a one-time excuse. She was irritated the second time and, the third time she caught me was in the lunchroom, and that's when she shoved my jacket at me and said we were finished, which is fine. I always felt like our relationship was an act, anyway. She wanted someone to be with her at social functions and she wanted the selfies with each other and the sex, but she didn't actually want a girlfriend...if that makes sense."

"It does," Maura glared at her. "Is any of it true or is this what you tell all the girls? I was stalking your Instagram because you're so beautiful and Jessica caught me. That's why we broke up, but it's okay because she didn't really want to be with me. Next, are you going to tell me that you're a nice girl and you have a sensitive side?"

"But that's how it actually happened!" Jane argued. She pulled her phone out from her pocket and handed it to Maura. "Go to my tumblr app. That girl you've been messaging back and forth for a month, the one who always likes your text posts and tells you that you're beautiful? That's me. I created that account after Jessica broke up with me because I wanted to work up the nerve to talk to you and I was hoping getting an insight into your life would help, but it didn't. All it did was make me like you more and become even more intimidated by you. You're the coolest girl and nobody knows it."

Maura began scrolling through the blog that she had spent countless hours looking at and wondering who was behind the blog. "So you're the girl who wrote poems about her Stats class crush."

"Yes!" Jane said as she snatched her phone from Maura. "And let's not dwell on my crappy poems."

"They're trite, but I have a new appreciation for your poems now that I know you wrote them about me."

Jane began to perk up. "Does this mean you'll go out with me?"

"No," Maura shook her head. "Because of what happened today, I don't feel as if I'm ready to date you just yet, but I'd like to hang out with you and get to know you beyond your Stats crush poetry and see where that takes us."

"You turned me down and made fun of my crappy but heartfelt poetry," Jane scoffed. "I'm hurt, Maura. I think you owe me a cupcake."

"Jane!"

"An actual cupcake," Jane smiled. "We're done with the vagina euphemisms."