Swing Dancing

I was in 8th grade, and it was Valentine's Day. We were having a dance after school; at this point I was only beginning to decide that dancing in public is on my Top 10 List of Awkward Things I Hate Doing.

But before this dance, we were going to have swing dancing lessons! I was very excited to learn some mad moves that I could bust out instead of just fumbling around making up my own thing.

And the day just kept getting better. The guy that I'd had a massive crush on for a year asked me to be his dance partner! We planned to find each other at the dance during one of the swing songs. I was elated.

The first part of the lesson went pretty well. We got to hold hands a lot, and he flipped me over his back. Then we came to this move

Unfortunately, my Doc Martens didn't slide on the gym floor.

I jumped straight into his crotch.

I was more than mortified. My face probably turned the same shade as my maroon cardigan.

He did not come to find me at the dance.....