I Ruined My Crush's Pants With Pizza!

I was sitting at lunch the other day with my friends when Steve — the guy of my dreams! — walked by. I only knew him from health class, but I'd been talking about him to all my friends lately.

So I was practically mortified that one of my newer BFFs, Brian, invited Steve to sit with us. "In fact," Brian said, "You should sit next to Meaghan."

"Works for me!" Steve said, sitting down. Wait, was he actually excited about this!? Rock on!

Everything was going fine until Brian insisted that we play Truth or Dare. It started with me. Fine, "Truth," I said, to which Brian responded, "Tell us who you like." Uh oh...

As I flustered for an answer, my coordination went out the window, because I ended up dropping the piping hot slice of pizza I was eating into Steve's lap! I tried to apologize for the stains, but Steve was so angry that he walked away. I had ruined his favorite jeans! (And given him a nasty burn.)

Not only did I find out later that Brian actually secretly liked me (ew!) and had purposefully sabotaged my chance with Steve (meh), but someone told me my crush had a girlfriend already, anyways.

Can I have another slice, with a huge topping of FAIL, please?