Monday, 1 March 2010

Humiliation my Faithful Friend

Embarrassing, yet true. Day One.

Hello everyone, wow, it's been a week already, and so it's time for a topic change, I was going to dates from heaven and then realised, it's not that funny, it's not that interesting and there's not that many of them. However I constantly seem to make a fool of myself, so here are some of the most embarrassing things to happen to me. Please feel free to share your embarrassing stories...

I'm 16 years old, and I'm in my final year of school. I have a best friend who I occasionally hang out with at school and I have 2 close female friends who I spend most of my time with.

I'm the first to admit that we're a bit tarty, we're trying to impress the boys, every lunchtime they play football, and every lunchtime, we sunbathe as we watch them. Our school skirts rolled at the waist to become micro mini skirts, wearing skimpy summer shirts underneath our school uniform, which we remove at lunch time, all in an effort to impress the boys.

There's one boy in particular that I'm pining after and it's the world's worst kept secret, and I spend most of my lunch times staring at him longingly.

One lunch time, we're sitting there as usual when one of my friends goes to talk to a group of the boys, they're all talking closely when suddenly, they grab her and pick her up, I'm not sure what they were trying to do really, but she calls me to help, which I do, because if they're gonna start wrestling I'm definitely joining in, that's my passion in life, not theirs. I manage to get my friend free and we sling our arms around each other and walk off the pitch laughing.

We're standing at the side of the pitch now and she turns to me.

"Thank you for that!" She laughs and I join in.

"You're welcome." I smile.

"I'm really sorry." She says and I look at her baffled.

"For what?" I ask, I don't have to wait long for my answer, whilst we'd been talking one of the boys, Billy, had crawled on his hands and knees behind me, and Jenn smiled before shoving me.

The backs of my legs caught Billy and I went flying over his back and onto mine, my legs flailing in the air and my underwear on show for the whole world to see, especially the boys playing football.

And it wasn't sexy underwear, oh no, it was the washday granny pants! You know the ones, your biggest, least sexy pair of pants because all the others are in the wash.

I shot to my feet, but it was too late, the entire football team had seen and they stood cheering. I had to spend the rest of the day listening to a chorus of 'Nice pants.' Worst. Friend. Ever.


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