Behind the scenes

Everyone remembers their first crush, the rush of adrenaline when they look your way, or, if you’re lucky, flash you a smile.

For me, it was Josh*.

At eight years old, I was head over heels.

So it was no surprise that my stomach was doing somersaults when he took a seat next to me in our last class of the day.

Josh flashed me a dashing smile, and I was on cloud nine, not paying any attention to what the teacher was saying.

A few minutes later, though, I had a problem.

Out of nowhere, my stomach started to feel heavy, like I needed the loo.

Too embarrassed to ask permission to leave, I sat there, hoping it would ease.

But, sat next to my crush, my