Hand holding, lip touching, hip grasping, butt grazing… I don’t know about the rest of you but I have seen enough. While I understand we are all around the age where hormones rage, there is a time and a place for you and your significant other’s shenanigans, and it is definitely not in front of my locker between first and third.
When some people are young and in love, they feel the need to publicize their love to the world at all times. We get it, you are 15 years old and have never loved someone more, but school is not the place to put the physical side of your relationship on display, and let’s face it, I give the majority of you young canoodaling couples a maximum of three months before the end of your relationship’s era, and that is being generous.
One key thing to remember when you are in the honeymoon phase of a new relationship is this. While it is understandable that the two of you want to be around each other all the time, if your favorite math teacher were to walk by you would you be embarrassed? Even better than that scenario, if your mother were to walk down the halls of WS and came across you and your significant other would she pull you away by the ear? If either of these things would be the result of your actions you are doing something wrong.
Not only do the two of you look absolutely ridiculous, but you are a major inconvenience to the rest of your fellow Spartans. No one wants to walk through your entangled fingers; we are not trying to play Red Rover on our way to class. As if the crowded halls of the school are not enough to make me tardy, having to worry about getting in the way of this week’s new “it” couple  is no fun either so try to keep your stink eyes to a minimum as I push past you on my way to fifth.
Although I could talk for hours about how these repulsive acts of PDA inconvenience me and the rest of the WS population, I will refrain and leave you with this: you are in high school. You are here to learn, and in five years I doubt you will even remember the person whose face you are sucking between classes and in the unlikely chance the two of you are in fact high school sweethearts, I guarantee you will look back and cringe. Stop embarrassing yourself, this is not your honeymoon trip to the Bahamas, this is a public school and no one wants to see your grimy groping.