One, I love the thread idea! And as for your story, I recommend taking a deep breath, immerse yourself into the story and don't care about whatever those other kids say or do. Forget who you are acting with, and be Juliet. That's the key, it will take away all the embarrassment!

My Story (among many):

I was doing a pep rally in a nearby school (we do a co-op school partnership because we are so small) and no one likes the other school, they treat us terribly. So we decided to be nice, and go to this pep rally, treat them all well, etc.

Well, I was called down for one of the games.

And I HATE doing pep rallies because I don't do well in front of people, especially with games. And to make it worse, it was a relay race, which I get really sick doing. Not like physical sick, or bored of it, but like nervous. Because I'm not all that fast and stuff, so it's kinda embarrassing.

Well, the goal was to race to the other end on all fours like a dog, pick up a (real) dog treat in your mouth without using your hands, and run back and drop it in the bowl. Well, I was with two other Sophomore boys whom I did not know (I seriously thought they were seniors because they looked way older than me). We started off on a bad foot, the first boy who went wasn't really into the game and went super slow, which I didn't mind. His friend was insanely fast.

Then I went.

I literally couldn't do it well because my knees have like really thin skin, and it was super painful. And because we started off slow due to the boy, I was the last left. And when they crossed the finish line, I was almost to the dog treat, and my hands like slipped sideways, and I practically skidded across, almost hitting my face. xD

So then, because the race was over without me having to (fortunately) getting the dog treat, I like half-shamefully just walked back, not making any eye contact. In front of a ton of kids. And from then on, my wrist kinda hurt, and my knees were bruised. But ah well... So yeah, that's my story! xD

A bunch of people in my neighborhood are making a movie togther. Some filming happened yesterday, and I was being an extra. Pretty much, I had to stand at the bar and make background noise. I was drinking my "beer" (water) when the barkeeper said something funny. I spat water all over the bar, and then was laughing so hard I started to cough. People got worried and I had to explain while laugh/coughing that, no, I wasn't choking to death, just coughing. Luckily, they weren't filming at that point.

Oh, my friend, I have many embarrassing stories. Here's one.

I was in a debate tournament. It was the sixth round of the day, the very last round. It was probably around 8 at night. I started giving my speech (each speech is eight minutes long) but really, really, really had to use to the restroom. Not good. I kept shifting side to side and couldn't focus on what I was reading. To make matters worse, that whole day I had had this headache/stomachache thing and was not feeling super well. Well, I just could not stay there any longer. A lump formed in my throat, and I stopped reading. I tried to start apologizing, saying I felt really terrible and really needed to use the restroom. Keep in mind there is a judge sitting there staring at me and two girls on the other team, and then my partner (who was my brother, thank goodness). My mom was watching as well. Then I literally ran from the room into the hall, crying. I passed some lady on the way whose face looked like a mixture of surprise and pity. I made it into the bathroom. My mom came in and started saying I didn't need to finish the round. I said, no, I need to finish it. I was a mess. My eyes were red and my hair was all messed up (and you're supposed to be really dressed up for these things). I really, really did NOT want to go back in there. It was THE LAST PLACE I wanted to be, but I just tried to fix my face and then went back in. The round continued. I gave my next speech. Then it ended and we went home. I felt completely, totally mortified. Frankly, it still makes me feel extremely embarrassed today.

But I guess the moral of that story is that no matter how bad things seem in the moment, you can look back and learn from it (use the restroom before rounds next time!!) and even laugh about it and be able to tell people online about it. Yeah, it was embarrassing, but it happened, and do you know how many embarrassing things happen in the world every day? Tons. Loads. Humans aren't designed to be perfect and never mess up. What you do NOT do when you mess up is to dwell on it and live in the past rather than the future, forever defining yourself by your mistakes or awkward past moments. Live in the moment and look forward to the future. Whenever something like that happens to me, I just ask myself, "Will I remember/care about this in 15 years?" NO.

I hope this helps. 

OH I feel you. We also read Romeo and Juliet last semester, and since you asked... Here's my embarassing R&J story. Actually, two.

We were doing Shakespearean insults in English class. We were supposed to go up in front of the class and insult someone with a Shakespearean insult. Now, thankfully, I got out of doing that, and was just about to go back to my seat in safety when guess what? We had to do Shakespearean love-speak. And guess who got chosen to perform? That's right. Yours truly. I felt really awkward, and pretty much just muttered my line, and then my English teacher started discussing it and I nearly died of mortification. Yeah... Sorry. Not much of a story.

My second one is that we were playing a vocab game. Our teacher read out a definition, and we had to write the word on the board as quickly as possible, competing with someone else for speed. Now, I'm pretty well known in our class as the girl who *never* forgets her vocab. But, standing up by the board, I blanked out. Completely. And the boy I was competing with forgot too. So we stood in front of the class for a full on three minutes, just staring at my English teacher while she tried to give us hints. My knees were shaking and my face turned tomato-red. In the end, the other boy finally got it, but I was SO embarrassed by then I could not think at all. (The word was simony, in case anyone's curious)

Staying awaaaay....

Many embarrassing stories. There is one I remember particularly well though, even though thankfully I don't think anyone else remembers it.

My cafeteria was made up of long tables in Elementary School, and the seats were like little stools, blue or green circles attached to the table at a certain height. More important, underneath the tables, there was a little knob, for which I do not know the purpose, but it was there. I don't know why, my foot might have been hurting or something, but I got the stupid idea to tie my shoelace to the knob. And so I did. And then I double knotted it. I couldn't remember how I had tied the knot, and I couldn't remember how to untie the knot. So I was frantically stuck trying to untie the knot until the bell rang, where my foot was still stuck, and people started noticing. I was the only person left at the table, and I think the entire cafeteria noticed and knew why. I asked one lady if I could just cut my shoelaces off, but she laughed and said no. Then the fire alarm rang. It wasn't actually a real fire, just a practice drill, which everyone knew, but I still had to take my foot out of the shoe and walk barefoot to the side of the lake. Then everyone truly noticed. Some of the grownups tried to make me feel better asking if various animals had eaten my shoe. But it didn't help, and I had to go back to the cafeteria while everyone else went to recess (yes we still had recess, this was a while ago thankfully). Finally, a nice girl helped me untie it, and I went to recess, but everyone knew what had happened and I was mortified. I have always tried to keep away from such situations since, and I have no idea why I decided to do that, but it made me feel a little better when the next year, one kid tied his shoelaces to another kids laces, then his other lace to the desk and so neither could get up. I was one of the only people who didn't laugh though. The moral is never mess with your shoelaces, and don't tie them around or to various objects that are not your own shoelaces!

For the Hamilfans out there, here's my embarrassing Hamilton story.

Last year in French class my friend and I sat next to each other. Our teacher never really paid attention to what we were doing as long as we finished our worksheets on time, so we would sing random songs from Hamilton. One day, we were singing "Take a Break". We had gotten to the Angelica/Hamilton part and we were singing "You'll only be a moment awaaaaaay!" And we realized the entire class was dead silent and staring at us.

Soooo... yeah. Since then we've made a vow never to sing that song in public...