Dark Side of the Moon
I was around six or seven at the time, and I had just been bought a pair of really pretty pants. I can remember them to this day, they were white and shiny, and had a bow AND little flowers going around the edge. My family wasn't well off when I was very young, so getting new things like that was pretty much incredibly exciting.

I, rather innocently, wanted to show my best friend my new pants. So when we were lining up to go outside, I lifted my skirt to show her. I think they were met with approval. Then the teacher's pet happened to get an eyeful, and started bleating that she was going to TELL on me.

Out in the playground, teacher's pet and her friend kept trailing us around, going on and on about how they were going to tell the teacher about what I did, and that I was going to be in SO much trouble. Bored with this, I decided to give them something to go to teacher about, and not only showed them my pretty panties, but I mooned them as well.

They were practically falling over themselves to tell the teacher while we chuckled and I tucked my cheeks away. I was told off, and told that I would have to see the Headmistress at the end of the day. I didn't get to sit on the Green Chair TM this time, but I have other times in my school life.

Still, I was bricking it during the last lesson of the day. Matters were not helped by the fact the teacher's assistant, who also happened to be the mother of the teacher's pet (seeing a pattern here?) kept snarkily reminding me that I had to go see the Headmistress soon. The boy who I was sat with, I can't remember who he was for the life of me, eventually cottoned on and bless him, told her that he'd remind me instead.

So I went to see the Headmistress, and pretty much turned on the waterworks. I can remember her being oddly kind and stifled about the entire affair; I later learned from my parents that she thought it was hilarious, and was trying not to laugh while I explained what had happened.

It wasn't my first or my last clash with those two girls. One time they ran around the playground lifting skirts up for laughs, and my and my best friend retaliated with a good slap. Somehow we were the ones to get into trouble, and we ended up on the Green Chair TM. Actually I tell a lie, because there was two of us, one had to sit to the side. We thought it was hilarious, and I seem to remember us getting into more trouble because of that.

The teacher's pet's best friend then went on to be a lesbian. Fact.
(Aruu does not put all her trust in root vegetables., Thu 8 Sep 2011, 14:31, 2 replies)

it wouldn't have been so bad if you weren't Mr Smith, the geography teacher.

( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Thu 8 Sep 2011, 15:49, closed)

Mortal Wombat?

(arseboon dilbaro arseboon dilbaro, Thu 8 Sep 2011, 16:42, closed)