Oh, those charming little tales of sordid juvenile violence… 🙂 I once got into a fight with a classmate and in typical girl-war style, she made this really sly and spiteful remark to someone else about me within my earshot – but instead of using the same tactic against her (which would have been the protocol), I walked right up to her and SLAPPED her so hard…the whole room was SHOCKED. (This wouldn’t really be as shocking but I think we were like twelve at the time…) Later, the kid comes up to me like nothing happened, all chummy again… Mind you, I think this was the only time I ever hit someone in anger (except my siblings, of course), but boy did it work…
Another funny story – I had a friend who was a little goody-goody overachiever just as I was (don’t worry, I outgrew it), and we always used to sit in those two seats right in front of the teachers desk. We always used to play tic-tac-toe with a piece of chalk on the teacher’s desk during certain classes – and the teacher always allowed this because it prevented us front raising our hands and shouting out answers (very mature, I know). And that was eleventh grade. :S