During this one summer night I was out walking around town with one of my girlfriends, and her boyfriend (who I was friends with) called her and asked if we wanted to come hang out with him and one of his buddies. Of course, seeing as we had nothing better planned, she agreed and he told us that he'd come to pick us up on his ATV. So, after a few minutes he shows up and I ask him how all three of us are going to fit on the one ATV- he tells me that we'll just have to sit close together. I'm a bit :fkadancehall: about the whole situation, especially since I've never rode on an ATV before, but I decided to give it a go anyway.
Here's where it gets embarrassing- I'm sitting at the back of the ATV, my girlfriend is in the middle and her boyfriend is at the front driving. He starts going slow at first, but once we enter the bushes that lead to his buddies house, he starts going sooo fast and it totally freaks me out; so, I quickly grabbed onto his waist and held on for dear life. Then, after a while, he stops to adjust something- I'm still scared, so I still have a mighty death grip on his sides, even though the ATV had stopped moving- and he looks down, sees my hand gripping him and exclaims, "what the ****
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Some other stuff happened after that, but I don't feel like typing it all out.
Every time I see him now, I think about that incident and want to slam my head into a locker.
I was in gym one time and walked past a boy who had his hand/arm up in the air so for some god unknown reason I took that as he wanted to high five me, so I high fived him but he was just yawning and looked super confused 
