When I was in 2nd grade, there was this 5th grade boy (who was also my brother’s best friend) who I had the biggest crush on.
One day when we were at the bus stop, he threw a snowball at me. I wanted to be cute and throw one back at him, but the bus showed up before I could throw it at him.
I made the most genius decision to hide it behind my hands and throw it at him when he walked onto the bus.
I chucked a snowball at him.
Unbeknownst to me, the snowball had an enormous chunk of ice in the middle of it.
He went to the nurse and I went to the Principal’s office for the first time in my life.
I was so pitiful that my Principal let me go without any punishments.
Long story short: I CAN’T FLIRT.
The tragic ending of first love. Now this is a Bad Ending :)