Dating upperclassmen in high school
Upperclassmen need to have more candid conversations with their underclass sexual partners.
There was a relative sense of equality between me and my upperclassman peers, which gave me the confidence to engage with them in meaningful ways.Admittedly, it’s weirdly socially validating and fun (especially as a first year).The issue is not in being attracted to this type of partner or experience, but in how the partner chooses to use their grade to win affection and attention.You're so nervous about getting stuffed in a locker or tripped by an upperclassmen and falling on your face that you secretly dread Fridays. You carry your schedule around with you everywhere. You cleared out your middle school wardrobe, spent all your summer savings on cool, new "high school" clothes, and you've been planning your back-to-school outfits since summer began. Your bag is stocked with extra pens, pencils, notebooks, hair ties..name it. Your school supplies may or may not be (definitely are) color-coordinated. You take your backpack with you to every single class.And you have it pulled up on your phone and taped inside your notebook (in case your phone dies, or something). Because you didn't go all out on the fiercest backpack in the history of backpacks for it to get dusty in some old locker. You wake up EXTRA early because you're just way too excited about the first day of high school.In these inter-grade encounters, upperclassmen need to prioritize equality with their partners, rather than the selfish feeling of superiority.
They should do whatever is in their power to have safe discussions about the dynamics of these relationships.
In high school, I used to think one’s age was indicative of one’s grade.
For me and my friends, class year was an indicator of maturity, academic ability and social value.
While most of these acts have been consensual, the grade difference affects how younger partners are able to make informed decisions about the encounters.
The grade gap also creates a power dynamic which leaves the relationship largely in the hands of the upperclassman.
Who can keep up with "turn it backwards twice then forward once, then go past zero"—too much! With that overstuffed backpack, you might as well have freshman written across your back. You and your friends innocently sit down at a random empty table in the cafeteria. Your parents drop you off every day for the first week.