Teen stories from the 90s (or earlier) that would never be allowed today

[Martinii]

And most for good reason!

My sister who was 15/16 in 1997 told me the story of when her and her friends (same age) used to go to/hang out at a blokes flat to smoke fags and weed, he was 26. One of her friends was shagging his his upstairs neighbour, also 26, and one day (whilst the girls were playing truant) the guy upstairs's girlfriend went storming upstairs and caught them. She threw a glass at my sisters friend, cutting her face.

The guy downstairs apparently drove them to a&e where she received some butterfly stitches (all in their school uniform) then dropped them off at school 🤔 No way would anyone get away with this nowadays without serious questions!

Do you have any teen stories you'd never get away with nowadays?

Late 80s/early 90s…
Booze and fags in local park age 13
Taking lsd and booze at house parties age 14
Taking Speed and Es in rave clubs age 15-18.
House parties galore. Loads of booze and drugs always.
Lying to parents about where we were going.

So many mad stories. Car crashes. hitchhiking. Meeting celebs in clubs. Being cautioned for cannabis.

Came from a very affluent stable home and managed to get 10 GCSEs and 4 A levels (plus later 2 degrees) whilst doing all of this debauchery 😆 It was the norm.

Very glad times have changed for teens now but at the same time I feel a little sad for them too as we had so much fun despite it being a little too much too young.

I remember seeing the pretty girls in my year group meet up with their boyfriends after school (90’s). They would be 14-15 and their boyfriends would be 24-25. I was so so jealous and thought they were so cool and lucky. Now I think about them and how on Earth that ever happened to them.

We were also taught in sex education that the ‘number’ you slept with was huge because it was by proxy. For example if Liz sleeps with Geoff and Geoff sleeps with Linda and Sue then Liz has technically slept with Linda and Sue and her ‘number’ is 3 not 1.
We were actually taught this as fact.

my DD is going to secondary in September and everyone raves about this school. I know it’s been over 20 years since I left but the thought of any semblance of the dodgy, inappropriate culture that existed there still being there now terrifies me and we excluded it from our school applications.

This! Same...

If I saved my dinner money all week it bought me 2 pints, a Pernod and black and a pack of fags from the machine (I think it was a 8 or 9 pack rather than 10, a £1 size pack!)
Never getting ID’d, occasionally being asked how old I was but just saying “18” was good enough.
Drinking in the school toilets, stashing the empties behind a fake wall panel in the 6th form common room.
The good old days!

Got a mobile at 15 maybe 16 and texted random number similar to mine, this was year 2001. Ended up chatting to a weirdo from Tewkesbury, said he was 20 but actually drove up to Glasgow, met in some random pub and was like 40 and couldn’t get away quick enough!! Ended up walking us to station and tried to kiss us, absolutely repulsed by him. Back in those days, you could top up another BT Cellnet using another phone.. by time I got off the subway my mobile had been topped up £50… I guess this was hush money and he was a groomer! Regret not going to police but suspect he wasn’t who he was… fully aware I was still at school and drove 400 odd miles north. Do wonder what happened to him but no results or facebooks nowadays ever bring anything up so guess his name was not right. Scary to think he may have continued this behaviour and the term grooming/catfish wasn’t a term 20+ years ago.

Sixth form in the early 80s we had a Christmas trip to a nightclub in another town where the coach picked up and dropped off outside school. Obviously it wasn't an official school trip, one of the girls organised it, but loads of teachers knew and the coach hire company must have realised too, but nobody cared! A few in Upper 6th were actually 18 but most of us weren't. I was in Lower 6th and only a few months over 16 and I looked about 12. Nobody in their right minds would have believed I was 18 but there were no ID checks or anything. It was an awful place full of sleazy older men. I hid in the toilets with one of my friends for most of the night.

Early 80s and my friend's sister was having an affair with the geography teacher. She was about 15 and he was late 20s and married. Her mum knew all about it and went to see him, begging him to leave her alone. She had a Saturday job at the local market and we went to visit her there one day and he turned up, bold as brass. Everyone at school knew about it but no one did anything. Years later my ds went to the same school and that guy was still a teacher there. As an adult, I felt sick when I saw him, it was like time had stopped. I asked my ds what he was like and he said all the girls thought he was creepy. He retired soon after.

Just remembered another one, at the same school. A very famous sportsman/tv celebrity's wife was a PE/French teacher there in the early 80s and one day, we were stood in a group, about to play netball, listening to another teacher giving instructions. One girl whispered something to her friend next to her and, quick as a flash, famous guy's wife slaps the girl who spoke really, really hard across the face. Now this woman was always glammed up and dripping in jewellery including some pretty big gold rings. The poor girl was in agony after being swiped across the face by her ring endowed hand but no one dared say anything. A couple of weeks later the sportsman was on TV featured on "This is your Life" and his wife was sat looking all sweet and innocent at his side, no one would have dreamed she had such a vicious temper on her!

Was a teen in the 80s. Massively bullied in my final year of school by another girl and her cronies at 15 for snogging a skanky man down the pub, who must have been at least mid 20s… except unbeknownst to me he was living with a woman and got her pregnant at around that time. I ‘dated’ him for a little while but half the time he didn’t turn up to collect me. I obviously didn’t have a clue about the woman but it’s so obvious now why he didn’t turn up… unless he was seeing another school girl… He even took me back to their flat.

When I first started at my secondary in the early 80s, there were maybe a hundred kids smoking behind the sport’s hall and the ice cream van sold individual ciggies for 10p. By the time I’d finished, it was maybe a dozen or so huddled in corners. We used to be able to leave the school premises for the last 2 years of school at lunch. The maths teacher used to get the more responsible 4th and 5th year students, me included, (year 10/11) to take the petty cash to the bank during maths lesson times. He also spent almost as much time talking about his wife as he did teaching us maths. So much so that we didn’t complete the syllabus and when in the exam there was a choice of A or B, I had no choice. We were top set btw but this was a really poor school. We loved him and thought he was so cool. 🙄

I was down the pub every Friday and Saturday night. I couldn’t wait for my break at my Saturday job so I could buy a sandwich. I must have stank like a brewery, stale cigarette smoke included! Tolerance levels were insane despite weighing less than 7 stone. I’d say I was drinking 6 pints of bitter a night and my ‘party trick’ was being able to down a pint in one. I’d go to my friend’s house and before setting off to walk to town through secluded streets in dodgy areas and over the canal bridge, we’d buy a couple of cans of superbrew (?) or 1080 (?) bitter each - ie high alcohol content or a 2l bottle of normal strength to share (once had a 2l bottle each but that was a bit much too much volume to drink on the walk albeit we managed it). We drank in one of the skankiest pubs in town. I’d then walk across town alone and my mum would collect me around 11pm. My friend otoh would go off with her boyfriend and when that relationship ended with some other guy, without fail. Her mum would then call me the next day and ask me where she was. I had no idea and always told her she was with the ex as I didn’t want to worry her but in all honesty she just disappeared and I was too drunk to notice with whom. I was 15 or 16, O level year. Idk why her parents didn’t protect her and thank goodness she was always ok. We also went to the off-licence a few times to buy a couple of cans at lunchtime and came back for afternoon lessons a bit half cut... I’d be on my knees with one let alone 2 cans these days. Ugh!

When another friend and I were 14, we met some guys training at the local RAF camp. They were maybe 17. We took the bus to see them on about our 3rd ‘date’ and they got us onto the camp and into a large hall, pitch black, where there were a number of couples, including some having sex. I said no but the guy persuaded my friend by telling him he could hear me… it wasn’t me. They then both dumped us. Looking back they were vile and only looking for one thing. I bumped into mine down the pub when I was about 17 and when it was clear I wasn’t just going to ‘put out’, he completely lost interest in me. Prick.

Within a year of leaving school, my friend married a man of 35 whilst heavily pregnant at 16. Unsurprisingly he turned out to be abusive. I then went on to date much older men. Idk how old the man was when I was 19. I would have thought late 30s, maybe early 40s. I tried to find him online, just out of interest when there was another one of these threads maybr a year ago. I found him on Twitter and from his photos I’d say he looked to be well into his 70s. I also now think he was perhaps living with someone and sharing finances. He was from near my hometown and when he came to see me, despite having a good job and company car, he chose to stay in my bedroom, which I shared with my friend at the time and she moved out for the night. He had no issue with taking me out for meals though.

Drink driving was a thing. A couple of my brother’s friends were mad drivers. One used to carve out a middle lane on what was called ‘the mad mile’, which at the time was a 60 and is now a 40 with hatched lines down the centre. His other friend used to take us around a car park doing handbrake turns in a 2cv, which tipped onto 2 wheels. I was 15 at the time. This second guy and my brother both at about 19 put their cars in a ditch about a hundred metres away from the other on the same night. My brother’s one flipped upside down. Both drunk. And then there were drugs…

@Eggplant44
My dd is 15 and GCSE year. Safeguarding is a big thing these days and we as parents of kids, who got up to all kinds of dangerous stuff want to ensure our kids don’t put themselves in the sorts of dangerous positions we put ourselves in. Dd knows most of the stuff above and no, she hasn’t done any of it.

Very glad times have changed for teens now but at the same time I feel a little sad for them too as we had so much fun despite it being a little too much too young

Agreed and even when old enough to drink, my former university is now a dry university. We had an incredible time in the sweaty, dingy student Union with blacked out windows an. alcohol encrusted carpet upstairs, changed every year, the pool table room, the disco downstairs. The building is long since demolished.

Lost my virginity at 14 to a 20 year old who was training to be a teacher this would have been 91.

When I was 15 my boyfriend was 25, my parents hated me seeing him but nothing was done. I stayed over his at the weekends but told my parents I was staying at a friends.

Used to drink a bottle of archers with my friends in the public toilet before going to the pub and still drinking, no ID or questions asked.

Moved out and had my own flat at 17, was doing a YTS so my rent was fully paid for.

Looking back I can't believe some of the things we got away with.

Got married at 19, 96 and still happily married 28 years later.

I was joking with my teen son about this. He is really into going to the gym. I told him in the nineties boys his age were working on their beer bellies! (Glad he isn’t)

I do think that when teens today grow up, they will look back on the way they use the internet and marvel at what they had access to and how their own kids would never be allowed to have such an online free for all.

An ice cream van used to park up near my secondary school (that had two other schools within close proximity.) You could buy ice-creams, obviously, but also cigarettes for 10p each.

I went skiing with the school when I was about twelve.

At the chalet we were asked if we minding swapping rooms with the bus drivers - I forget why.

We swapped and in their old room was a small bottle of vodka with a thank you note attached. God knows why they thought that was an acceptable thank you gift - but we drank it between about four of us.

I didn't know dry University was a thing? Where's that?

Our school had two entrances/exits

One was a thin path and the other a wide drive

Every lunchtime,two girls (a year or two below me,and I was 14) would hitch their skirts up and walk down the drive

Without fail,a bloke who looked at least 30,would drive up,they'd get in and drive off
He'd drop them back,clothes in disarray and drive off

Everyone knew-the teachers would watch them,the parents just shrugged and nobody stopped them,or more importantly,rang the police on him

Another girl was in the cdt block and was found by a bitch of a teacher

She was told to leave,refused so the teacher went to slap her

She then grabbed a hammer and whacked the teacher over the head

She was expelled and the teacher took 2 years to come back

The worst (!!!) was two girls came in for morning registration,had their names ticked and then fucked off

There was then a fire in the drama block and two firemen died trying to find the girls (who where smoking in a field just down the road)

I remember standing in the playground praying they'd find the girls

Believe it or not,this school has always had a fantastic reputation!

Smoking from 12, drinking spirits from about 14, because the corner shop near school did not care about age limits. Clubbing at 15, never id’s. My best friend at 16 with her 32 year old boyfriend having sex in the car park of the local shopping centre. No one battered an eyelid at any of it!!

My biggest one is school trips. I don't know how it works now but aged 13 so 1995/1996 ISH we went to Germany with the school. Got there, told to stay in twos and meet back here at 5pm. Teachers sat in the pub all day. We were off wandering around unsupervised, in a country we couldn't speak the language of (other than to tell them our family structure and which sports we liked).

Also at a service station one of our party, a child from the year below was mistakenly left behind and got on a bus with a group of Italians who chased our bus down to the next services and dropped him off. I remember the stress on the teachers faces and it was very much brushed under the carpet.

We also had two teachers that smoked and they had a little room between the classrooms that they used to pop in to for "supplies" half way through a double lesson and quite obviously have a cigarette. We would all be sat there sniffing the air like a bisto twin!

Was trying to work out how you could have been a teenagers in the '80's and have a 15yo ? Born 1970 so had your child at 39/40 ?. Most mothers of 15yo have birthdates in the late 70's/80's, were teens in the late 90's. Do you find your experience and approach differs from that of your daughter's friends' parents ?

Y7 I had a gigantic crush on our music teacher. He was loud and flirty and intimidating, had the charisma to get us to care about music (I was in the choir) but would jump on tables, scare the shit out of us, 'drop' pencils, talk about really inappropriate things with anyone who hung around in the music room outside of lessons. It was like a party atmosphere. By the end of y7 he was 'leaving' after sleeping with a pupil on a school trip to London, where he was acting in 'loco parentis' - she had technically left since she'd done her GCSEs. Every time I saw the phrase 'loco parentis' on a trip form after that I thought of him. I was gutted but relieved, especially as I got older. I remember girls warning others not to go into his stock cupboard if he asked them to get something. The head teacher sent him off with an expensive bottle of something after a concert, wished him well in front of all the parents. I remember thinking how bad that was, the deception.

Local night club ran under 18s evenings, with no alcohol sold and advertised to school children from age 14. Men in their 20s/30s were admitted without question, even when they were 'making friends' with young girls.
That takes me back.
Given all the 16-18 year olds were already going out-out, can't believe nobody questioned why men in their 20s-30s would want to be at an under 18 night that was in reality an under 16s night.

This is an excellent point. My friends and I had several older boyfriends met at "Nappy Night". They were mostly only 18/19, but why did they want to hang out where most female customers were 14/15? It's never occurred to me before!

I was too boring in the 90s, my misspent youth began in the early noughties.

The main thing that sticks in my head were the absolute pervs of men going out with little girls in the late 90s.

In year 6 (well-off area, good school) one of my classmates had a boyfriend with a car! No idea how old he was, but at the “best” he was 17 and she was 11. I remember him picking her up from outside school.

In year 8, another girl had a “boyfriend” who was 40. We knew it was weird, but we didn’t realise how bad it was.

And if it was anything like Nappy Night in our town, people were going from year 7 onwards!

Me and my friend met some lads well in to their 20s at a pub in town at the weekend. They came to pick me and my friend up from school on Monday! Everyone was well impressed that we were being picked up in a white XR2 !
I first went clubbing at 14 and went regularly every Friday and Saturday in year 11. My step dad even use to drop us at the pub !
We had the best time though getting up to all sorts😃