What is your story (if you have one) about friends/family catching you smoking. Just for fun. My first time was when I was smoking at my bus stop in 8th grade, and mother was gone "to work". I gladly pulled out my mourning cigarette and began puffing away. Next thing I knew after 2 puffs, mother came around the corner in her car, slammed on the brakes and began tearing me a new one. I tried to fold the cigarette behind my hand, but smoke spreads like wildfire in winter. My face never been slapped so hard in my life. Also 1month grounded, chores out the ying yang, father and "dicipline". How i was still on analogs for 4 more years boggles me.Well, that was the FIRST time. What's yours?