I smoked my first cigarette when I was 16. (it was a Marlboro Red)
Immediately after, I went to the nearest gas station and the guy actually sold me a pack of Camel Light 100's. (this same guy ended up selling me cigarettes for the next 2 years,,,he never carded me)
I managed to hide my tobacco use from my parents for just about a week before they found out about it.
That night, I was getting ready to go to summer camp and had packed a suitcase and a backpack.
Inside the backpack were various assorted things... Sony Walkman, cassette tapes, (it was 1990) spare batteries, candy, etc...
Underneath all that I had hidden three packs of Camels.
It was two days before I was scheduled to leave and my mother decided to have a look through my backpack when I wasn't looking to see what I was taking.
She found the smokes.
Believe me, I got a thorough chewing out and the lessons of what smoking does to a person.
She destroyed all three packs and threw them in the trash.
That didn't stop me, though. I went to the store again and bought three more packs the next day.
I snuck them into summer camp and got away with smoking about a pack and a half before me and several other people were busted by one of the camp counselors.
They took the smokes and destroyed them.