In 8th grade, I walked out of the bathroom and saw this girl looking at me from across the hall, with some of my friends standing off to the side. I knew her a little bit, enough to know she had a crush on me, but as soon as she gave me [i]that look[/i] (and with the peer pressure of seeing my friends eagerly looking at me) I knew what I had to do. So I walked over and pretty much without a word we just kinda ended up making out. I guess we have good chemistry or whatever because it was pretty much flawless. We kind of just knew how the other person worked I guess. Well, probably 30 seconds in, I hear her making this little screech and she pulls away. So right now I'm thinking like "oh shit did I do something wrong?" Then I turn around and see the biggest, meanest teacher in the school standing right there. Needless to say we got in a wee bit of trouble. Two years later, today, we still like to fool around and experiment with all kinds of stuff. But that's a different story.