In high school I only knew of one kid getting s* and it was obvious that it was going to happen so I took a cut for the class. Other than that, everyone else who ever got s* at school was either drunk (yeah I went to a horrible school) or did it in such a way that I didn't know about it until I saw them going home. I was so paranoid that i explained to one of my teachers what was going on with me and she tried to understand and was very flexible with me getting up and moving if I had to.