Zack was emo, had black hair, he was perverted and the funniest kid I knew. Night 1: At night time the teachers and chaperones made the girls and guys...separate to each side of the bus which was making most of us really mad considering 80% of the people on that bus were dating and ready to make out all night. I was single, I just had 3 bad relationships in a row and I've been spending so much time with all these girls and zach and zack that everyone thinks I'm gay anyway. All my life I've been. Greg did start paying me a lot more attention after that.My period didn’t come two weeks later when it was supposed to and I got more than a little scared I didn’t know what to tell my parents. Knowing from sex-ed that I was most likely pregnant I dreaded the day I would have to tell them. Then as luck would have it on my 13th birthday they had to go out that night, a dinner put on by my stepfather’s employer. My parents liked to have sex in public places the risk of getting caught turned them. He came bounding in like a knight in shining armor to rescue me from the kidnappers."She yelped."Not real kidnappers," I assured her, as I looked through the drawers of my night stand. "Just Ed and some of the guys from AA. They showed up to snatch me from the clutches of the evil alcohol."She looked at me the way she does when she's truly concerned about the status of my sanity."No, I'm not crazy -- no more than I normally am anyways. I'll have to tell you about it later. Bob is waiting for me. She asked if I had been practicing every day. I told her no. She said that because I’d told the truth she’d let me off with a warning this time, but next time she’d have to give me a spanking. She had such a sweet demeanor that I honestly thought she was joking. It didn’t help that she smiled when she said it. Of course I proceeded to blow off practice for another week. When I arrived at her house on Monday, the first thing she did was ask me if I had been practicing. With last week’s warning.