Kashish, 18, Mumbai
After months of text-flirting I’d scored a date with my crush, the only problem was my height. I’m only 5 foot and he was a whopping 6’2”. I thought he probably wouldn’t fancy me once he realised how little I was so I borrowed a pair of my Mom’s 8 inch heels. Everything was going fine until we went to walk down the steps from the restaurant into the foyer. I buckled, snapping one of my heels and falling down the entire flight of stairs just as a huge family party was arriving. My date looked so embarrassed when the waiter handed him my broken shoe. In the future I’ll just be myself.

Ayesha, 20, Hyderabad
I was going on a double date with my best friend, her boyfriend and his best friend. I decided it would be the perfect opportunity for me try out the trend for white fitting jeans. I was having a great time and getting on with my date really, really well until I started to get stomach cramps - I’d forgotten I was due on that day. I started getting really hyper and made some excuse so my best friend and I could go to the bathroom together. Luckily she had a pad. My date never worked out what was going and my white jeans stayed in tact. Phew!

Jasmeet, 15, Delhi
One of the fittest boys in year 11 started pushing notes through our door addressed to ‘my dream girl’ saying how much he fancied me and wanted to go on a date. I was over the moon and when he finally left a note asking me to meet him at a certain time and place after school one Friday I begged my Mum to let me go. I spent ages getting ready and bragged to all my friends about my ‘dream date’. The problem was when I got there he didn’t seem to recognise me. To my shame it turned out he’d been leaving the notes for my big sister and didn’t even realise I existed! My friends have never let me live it down.