My first real date was with the small town bad boy.
We'll call him "Rico Suave" for the sake of argument.
On the Friday morning before date night, "Rico" showed up at school with a new haircut. I was being low key about the whole thing, coyly pretended I
didn't see him yet and was trying not to seem eager about our date later that night.
It was a small town school, the kind where everyone knew everyone. I was walking to class down one of the two long hallways and wondering why things
were so quiet. No other students anywhere on that particular hallway.
As I was about to find out a few seconds later, a fight had broken out in the lunchroom between "Rico" and some guy making fun of his new haircut
shortly after I had gone to my locker.
I turned the corner to see "Rico" and the other ruffian being escorted by the teacher who had broken up the fight....oh god....oh god no...this
can't be happening...the teacher who had broken up the fight just happened to be - you guessed it - yep - it's dad again
and he was sternly
marching them both to the principals office holding each boy firmly by the ear.
Dad just looked at me and sighed heavily, shaking his head as they passed.
To make matters even worse - the trio were being followed by the entire student body
who knew about the forthcoming date. Everyone locked eyes
on me as they passed....some sympathetic, but most of them were just laughing wildly.
I've never been so embarrassed.
Believe it or not it got worse...
"Rico" comes to pick me up that night and has a huge swollen black eye from the fight.
Dad is sitting in his armchair trying his best not to laugh at the poor guy and demands details for the "date itinerary" : The mall, a movie, a small
dinner at the food court McDonald's and immediately back home promptly at 9pm.
We go on the date. While we were at the mall, I bought a small bag of jawbreakers to share. On the way home "Rico" nicks the rest of the jawbreakers
and won't give them back until I give him a kiss. Aw. Cute. I comply. Simple peck on the cheek. I get my jawbreakers back, thank him for a wonderful
time and that's pretty much the end of it, right?
The next week at school I find out that guy went around and told everyone I did "much more" than just a small kiss goodnight in an attempt to get
"score points" with the popular kids.
I flipped out and plotted revenge immediately....My reputation was at stake and you don't mess with a Southern Gals reputation lightly.
A trusted friend helped me get a huge stash of girly nudie mags and we stuffed "Rico's" locker full to the brim with them early before school a few
days later....lucky for us the school was so small and close knit, no one used locks back then.
"Rico's" locker just happened to be the one closest to the lunchroom - where everyone hung out before class.
When he opened it to get his books that fateful morning that entire collection of nudie mags came spilling down onto the floor in front of the entire
assembly of students.
Everyone immediately forgot about the lies he told about me to jump on the newest drama event, "Rico" got in trouble for contraband on school property
and no one ever believed that the magazines weren't really his.
Revenge is sweet and I regret nothing.
edit on 2/25/15 by GENERAL EYES because: formatting - practice makes perfect...