I had just turned twelve and had had my period for a couple of months. My cycle was totally irregular because I had just gotten it, so I often was on it for days at a time or had a very heavy flow. One day, I was sitting in my fifth period math class wearing these thin athletic pants. When I stood up, I saw that my chair was all sticky with rusty-red goo smeared all over it. I couldn't tell my teacher the situation because my math teacher was a male. Luckily, the person sitting there next period was a good friend of mine. So, I pushed my chair in all the way and walked sheepishly into the hall, trying to keep people from seeing the seat of my pants, which I knew were in the same condition as the chair. I then told my friend my situation and quickly went to sixth period study hall. I should've helped her clean the seat but I was too embarrassed. I had to wear a winter jacket the rest of the day to cover my butt and I looked like such a dork.