• Alright, first things first.
    I am a girl.
    You'll see why I'm stating this right at the beginning.

    So, it all started at Math class, back in Grade 11. The teacher had walked out of the room, and as one would guess, the entire class started talking amongst themselves. There were about 14 or so people in my class together, but three or so dropped out.

    Anyway, I had the extreme pleasure (sarcasm) of sitting next to this... very.. annoying girl. Our teacher suddenly decided one day that we needed to have a seating plan, and I was stuck with her for the entire school year. You know when you pinch your nose, and speak in a really high pitched tone? Yeah. That was her voice. Try having to sit next to that at nine in the morning, every monday, tuesday, thursday, and friday.

    s**t sucks, bro.

    I was sitting next to her, reading my book (Becca Fitzpatrick's hush, hush. Good book, look it up!), and all in all being veeery quiet. Next to me, is.. Hm.. Let’s call her 'R'. All I hear is R's laughter, which is a very loud "NYAH HAH HAH HAH". I seriously was considering committing suicide, just because I was the one who had to sit next to her.

    I can tell that my classmates are getting annoyed, and I was quite annoyed myself, because every time she would laugh she would throw her head back, causing her hair to whip me in the face. Un-amused Inso was un-amused. It takes a lot for me to get annoyed, but it was near the end of the school year, and I was slowly reaching the end of my rope.

    But because I was reading a really good part in my book, I snapped, and was all "R, can you do us all a favor and shut the hell up?" This was very out of character for me, so immediately after I said that, the entire classroom fell silent.

    She looks over at me, her face all scrunched up into this frown that she must have thought was cute, and was all "Shut up, (mynamehere), you're such a ******** lesbian!"

    Let it be known, that I am a heterosexual female, and I was actually in a relationship at the time!

    Me, because I'm known as the 'silent s**t disturber', was all "Oh really now? Lesbian? K.", and I grab R by the front of her shirt, drag her over to me, and kiss her.

    Now, this wasn't a simple kiss, because if I was going to start anything, I was going all the way; I slipped a little tongue into this kiss, just for shits and giggles.

    My entire class exploded in a chorus of "OOOH" or "HOLY s**t" or "DAMN."

    Not even two seconds after, I hear the doorknob of the room turning, and I pull away from her, sit straight, and open my book.

    R stands up in an outrage, and pulls a fist back to hit me.

    The teacher walks in just as she's about to swing.

    She's sent to detention for three weeks, and I get off Scott-free.

    Pretty funny, yeah? Here are some funnier parts:

    A couple days after I kissed R, I found a shirt on my desk that said, "I kissed a girl, and she liked it."

    And two days after that, R admitted to everyone that she was a lesbian. And proceeded to try and stick her hand up my shirt every time she got me alone.

    Aaah... I loved that school year.