My name is Michelle and I'm 17. I have two stories that happened within a week of each other.

The first incident happened on a Sunday morning. This one is just kind of amusing, I don't know if it will be interesting to you. There had been a party the night before, and quite a few of us had been hanging out at their house all night. My friend Adam had been drinking pretty much all night, and it was about 5:30 AM now. We were getting ready to leave, and someone had to drive Adam home. He had come in his own car, but he was completely drunk so we weren't about to let him drive himself. I was the only person there who wasn't either drunk or asleep, so I went to take Adam home in his car. I had no idea where I was. The house where the party had been was on the opposite side of town as where Adam lived, but it was in quite a tangle of streets and I didn't even know how to get back to the highway (I had gotten a ride from someone the night before in the dark, so I hadn't seen how we had gotten there). Adam said that he had to take a piss and I should pull over next to an alley or something. Unwisely, I said "just a minute" Then I saw a couple out jogging on the sidewalk on the opposite side of the street. It's very hot during the daytime where we live, so they were getting out and jogging before the sun came up. I cut across to the other side of the street and pulled up next to them to ask for directions. They were probably in their late 20s / early 30s. I started talking to them. Adam tumbled out of my car, staggered over to the wall of the building behind them and started peeing on the wall just a few feet away from them. These poor people were awkwardly talking to me while trying to ignore him. By the time Adam finished and got back in the car, the couple were looking at both of us very awkwardly as they finished talking to me. They told me what I wanted to know as quickly as they could, then jogged away. A few days later, we were talking about that night and he did not remember that happening.

The second story might actually be interesting to you. It happened the week after on Friday night. My friends and I are good friends with a local band from our city, and we were going to a pre-show event at a venue where they were playing later that night. I had to pick up Victor and Katie. The three of us have been friends since we were about 7 years old. Victor is probably about 5'6 or so and very thin, with thick chin-length almost black hair and pale skin. He wears glasses and he usually dresses in tight jeans and plain t-shirts. Katie is a petite Korean girl who's probably only about 5 feet tall. She has extremely long black hair which she teases up to a ridiculous size, and she wears heavy dark eye makeup and dresses in mostly black. Victor and Katie were sitting on the curb at an abandoned gas station. I came to pick them up in my car, which is a piece of shit. Neither of the back doors work, so to get in and out of the back seat you have to climb between the front seats. Victor asked Katie to get in the back seat. She said she shouldn't because she had to tell me how to get to the venue, since she had been there several times and knew the way there. Victor said something else to her that I didn't quite catch. Katie laughed and climbed into the back of the car. I started driving. Victor has always been kind of hyperactive and unable to sit still, but it was a lot more than usual then. He was shifting positions a couple of times every minute, putting his hands in his pockets, taking them out, putting them in, taking them out, kind of shaking off and on. He was also wasn't saying anything while Katie and I were talking. As luck would have it, as soon as we got onto the freeway, he started being a problem.
"Michelle, can you... stop?"
"Stop? What?"
"Like, pull over onto the shoulder."
Katie started laughing at him.
"Why?"
"Because, I really need to pee."
I looked at him like he was crazy. "We're on the freeway. There are a bunch of people driving by"
"I don't even care. I'm about to piss my pants."
Then the thought popped into my head that a few days ago, Victor had made me ride in the back of his brother's van shoved between several of his brother's drunk friends while he sat up in the front with personal space. Revenge would be nice.
I started laughing. "I'm not doing anything for you."
"What? Is this about... are you serious? Stop. Pull over."
"No."
"Fuuuuuuuuuck.&quo t;
Katie burst into hysterical laughter.
"What the hell is so funny?!"
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Katie imitated him in an obnoxious whiny voice, and kept laughing.
"Ugh."
Katie's phone rang. She answered it and then proceeded to get into a heated argument with her mom, who barely speaks English. For a few minutes I continued to argue with Victor about pulling over while Katie argued with her mom in Korean.
"Oh, SHIT" Katie said suddenly. I asked her what happened. She had dropped her phone under the seat. She started to look for it, but I told her that she could do that when we got there. And eventually, we did get there. When Victor got out of the car he couldn't even stand up straight. He hobbled over to the door of the venue (I told him not to, since they weren't going to let him in, but he wouldn't listen) and I helped Katie look for her phone. After a minute I told her that I had to go help Victor, and she could catch up when she found it. I went to the door, and told them my name. I was on the guest list, so I explained that Victor was with me. They let both of us in. Once we were inside Victor was frantically looking around to see if he could find a bathroom. After a minute, he said "Okay, I'm just going to go down that hall and piss in the first room I find." Katie was behind me, but neither of us had noticed her there. After he ran off, she said "Haha, dumbass, the first room down that hallway IS a bathroom."