Amber’s Secret – Chapter One
Amber woke up to the sound of her alarm clock going off as it did every weekday morning at exactly 5:45 am. She yawned and then reached over to turn off the alarm. Her mother had left for work almost a full 20 minutes ago, so she had the house to herself until it was time for her to go to school for the day. She stretched for a moment and then got up to go to bathroom and get a quick shower that she knew right away she would need. As usual, she had wet her diaper in the night and needed to remove it. Amber had been wearing adult diapers to bed every night for almost 8 years in order to keep from wetting the bed. Before that, she had worn regular disposable diapers until she grew too big to fit into them anymore. Every two weeks, she would take part of her allowance money and go to the store and buy herself a package of diapers to wear at night. Her mother had no idea that this was going on, and Amber had no intention of telling her either. Her mother had threatened her with a severe spanking if she did not stop wetting the bed every night. On more than one occasion, her mother had actually spanked her hard with a hairbrush for wetting the bed. After she got to the bathroom, she undid all six tapes on the diaper and rolled it up carefully again before setting it in the bottom of the wastebasket and concealing it there in case someone should walk in to use the bathroom while she was showering. After a few minutes in the shower, Amber stepped out of the shower, dried herself off and got dressed for school. As she got ready to leave the bathroom, she retrieved her wet diaper out of the trash so that her mother would not see it when she emptied the bathroom trash. It was now almost 6:30 am, and her classes started at 7:00 am. She ran downstairs with the diaper still in her hand and grabbed her backpack with her schoolbooks in it. She then grabbed a small paper sack out of the kitchen and put the diaper into it. A few moments later, she walked out the back door to go to school. As she passed through the alley, she dropped the sack with the diaper in it into another trashcan near the end of the block. As she passed the drugstore, she remembered that she needed to get some more diapers as she had run out last night. She would just have to stop on her way home from school if she could and get some then, or try to sneak out later on and get them. Amber arrived at her high school about ten minutes before her first class was scheduled to begin. She had been going to school here for only two weeks and already disliked her first hour teacher a little bit. Mrs. Eddleson was her first hour teacher for U.S. history and tended to be a bit too strict when it came to homework assignments. As soon as she got into her history class, Mrs. Eddleson asked everyone if they had remembered to bring their five-page homework assignment in with them. Everyone turned in their assignments to her and then returned to their desks. After a few minutes of talking to her class, Mrs. Eddleson told them all to begin reading on the next chapter of their history books while she graded their papers. Amber was startled slightly when the voice of Mrs. Eddleson called her name out loud.
“Amber would please explain to me why your assignment is not done correctly?” Amber sat their confused for a moment trying to remember if she had forgotten some part of the assignment. Finally she spoke up, “I’m sorry Mrs. Eddleson, but I don’t remember not finishing any of it. What part did I forget?” she asked quietly.
“You signed your name on the top of the first page, and I told all of you to sign them on the bottom of the last page. You also did not type out the assignment, and you also did not staple the pages together as you were told. This assignment of yours is unacceptable this way, and you will be given an F on it. And since you back-talked to me, I am giving you another F for the day as well as assigning you ten pages of homework. In the future I expect you to listen and do the assignments the way I tell you to do them. Do I make my self clear to you young lady?” yelled Mrs. Eddleson.
“All Amber could do was to sit quietly and wait for the teacher to finish yelling at her. When Mrs. Eddleson finally asked her question, Amber had had enough so she told her so.
“You know what Mrs. Eddleson, You can go to hell and shove your assignments up your ass instead! I quit! I don’t need this class!” Amber quickly grabbed up her things and walked out of the class as Mrs. Eddleson stood there watching her as she left the classroom. Amber walked down the hall to the counselor’s office to try to see about getting out of the history class, only to find that the counselor she needed to see was not in and would be gone for the rest of the week on sick leave. Amber stalked off to the library and waited until her next class started. The rest of the day went fairly well until five minutes before the last bell rang. Amber was called down to the principal’s office over the intercom. Her teacher politely told her to not worry about the homework tonight since he was not going to be giving any out. Amber once more picked up her books and walked down to the office. When she got to the principal’s office, she stopped and knocked on the door politely. The principle looked up from her desk and motioned for her to come in to the office. Amber quietly entered the office and shut the door, fearing that she was going to be expelled for getting mad at her history teacher.
“Amber Anston I presume?” the principal said as she tucked a sheet of papers into a filling cabinet drawer. Amber nodded her head yes as the principal turned around.
“Good. I’m Mrs. Manning. Now tell me what happened today in your first hour history class with Mrs. Eddleson. I have heard her side and now I wish to hear your side of the story before I make any decisions on what to do or not do. Start from the beginning and tell me the whole story.” Amber hesitated a moment and then began to speak and tell her how Mrs. Eddleson had been giving her an F each day for her homework and anything else she could think of. She went on to explain how the teacher had also been doing to this to most everyone in the class as well as her. After the entire story was finished, Mrs. Manning spoke up again.
“Don’t worry Amber, I am not going to expel you or even call your mother. I think I would probably have lost my cool too if I was treated like that. Yours is not the only story along the same lines that I have heard from students in her class. You can go ahead and go home now, Amber, and don’t worry about Mrs. Eddleson anymore. She will no longer be teaching here as of tonight. I’ll take over the class for the time being until someone else more appropriate can be found. I’ll see you tomorrow morning in history class Amber. Thank you for telling me the truth as well.” Amber walked out of the office and collected her things from her locker before heading for home. As she rounded a corner towards the exit doors, she ran straight into Kevin Swanson as he himself came around the corner as well. The resulting collision sent books, papers, and the two of them onto the ground. Amber gasped when she saw whom it was she had run into. She had always thought he was good looking, but had never had the nerve to say anything to him.
“I’m so sorry…”she stammered out.
“I didn’t even see you coming! I hope you’re not mad at me for this.” she blurted out after staring at him for a second.
“Hey, it’s all right! Really! I don’t mind having a beautiful girl run into me, especially you! Here, let me help you up off the ground.” he said as he reached down to help her up. Amber accepted his hand as he helped her up. Within a few minutes, they had managed to pick up the papers and books that had been sent flying during the collision. Kevin looked at her as they picked up the papers and then finally worked up the nerve to speak to her once more.
“I know this is kind of sudden and all, but before I lose my nerve, would you like to go out with me this weekend?” Amber stood speechless for a moment, sure that she was dreaming.
“I’d love to. By the way, my name’s Amber.” Kevin smiled as she accepted his offer “I know. I’ve kind of been watching you for a while now, trying to think up of a way to get to talk to you without sounding like a total idiot.” Within minutes, they had exchanged phone numbers and addresses as well as the time that he would pick her up that Saturday for a date. As Amber walked to the drugstore, she felt as if she was on cloud nine and that nothing could bring her down.
The End of Amber’s Secret – Chapter One.
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