The Weird Scholarship – Chapter Twenty-Seven

The Weird Scholarship – Chapter Twenty-Seven.

Thanksgiving break was soon and I was exited. I liked my time so far at MIT, but t was really weird pretending to be incontinent so I could keep my scholarship. At least Cassie was also faking it, but she had genuine issues.

I packed my suitcases and then Cassie walked in. She looked at my bags and frowned. “Getting ready to go home for Thanksgiving break?” she asked.

I didn’t answer because I was getting ready for break and it was obvious. She must have realized she asked an obvious question so she went on.

“The dorm said I they are closing for break and I can’t stay here. We are supposed to go home and enjoy the week with our families while they fix the bathrooms.” She frowned and walked over to the bed and sat down. “I don’t really want to take Bets up on her offer of a place to stay for the week. Can you imagine?”

I laughed. “Could you even go 24/7 again?”

She thought about it for a little bit. “I probably could. I mean, it would be easy, but I can’t deal with the paranoia that Bets would discover that I was faking. A week at camp was bad enough and you basically caught me out at Walmart right after camp.”

“I actually caught you peeing in the woods that night we looked at the stars and looked for meteorites”

“Meteors. They are not meteorites until they hit the ground. But, wait, you caught me peeing? I had kind of just changed into a clean diaper and didn’t want to wet it yet.”

I nodded.

“She paced back and forth. “Oh Bets is so going catch me since it will just be the two of us in the house. At least at camp there were six of us girls.”

“Don’t worry about Bets. You are coming home with me.” I grabbed two packs of diapers and threw them in a duffle bag and put it with my stuff I was taking home. “So pack,” I said. “I want leave in half an hour.”

She went to her closet and packed about four outfits. She then packed enough socks and underwear for two weeks. She didn’t pack any diapers. She brought her laptop and table since we both had a paper due.

“Bring diapers. You’ll have to sleep in my room and I’d rather you didn’t pee in my bed.”

“What were the diapers your brought for then?”

“Because I promised I’d wear them to bed as long as you needed them. I didn’t embarrass myself in front of Milton for nothing.”

She packed some diapers in her diaper bag. “Good idea. I don’t want your mother to throw me out on my butt in the middle of Pennsylvania.”

We were all packed and I rushed us out the door of the dorm. The room was clean. Our beds were made, and our valuables put away. Most of what we owned was our laptops and clothes and we brought most of those with us.

We went out to my car and soon we were one the road.

We had driven for four hours when Cassie looked at me. “Can we stop soon. I have to pee.”

I decided to tease her. “Just go in your diaper. I went in mine an hour ago.” I resumed driving. I also picked up my bottle of Mountain Dew from my cup holder and drank it down.

She shifted her hips in the seat and then grabbed her crotch. “Nora, I’m serious. I am about to wet right in your seat. Besides, I am not diapered and it will make a mess.”

“You really have to go. Well, we arguing to run out of gas soon, so I guess we can stop. Besides I am out of pop and I was just teasing when I said I was diapered.”

I took the next exit and we stopped at the gas station. I didn’t even pull up to a gas pump. I just parked because I needed the bathroom as well.

We went in, used the facilities and then I left to fill up the car while Cassie bought treats.

She came out as the car was filled up. I got my receipt out of the gas pump and we were on the way. “Everything come out all right,” I asked.

She nodded. “So does your mom know you signed up for a scholarship for incontinent girls?”

I almost swerved I was so panicked. I got control of the car and then looked at Cassie. “Don’t do that again. My parents would freak if they knew I was doing this. Let’s not tell them. In fact, we only wear diapers for bed all week. We don’t have long classes to sit through and we can stop at a rest area any time we need to pee.”

Cassie nodded. “Okay. The family doesn’t know. Anything else?”

“Most of my family is Republicans. Don’t get involved in any arguments.”

“Are you a Republican?” asked Cassie.

“What?” I thought about it. I really didn’t know. “I don’t know. I haven’t decided yet.”

Cassie sat back and thought silently for a bit. “I would be a Libertarian, but I don’t want dope legalized.”

I shrugged. “Why not? It doesn’t hurt anyone else.”

She looked at me a second. “I lived with this one family and they fed me graham crackers and Kool-aid for an entire semester. I only got to eat real food when I bought school lunches because they spent the grocery money on dope. It just breeds irresponsible people.”

“Oh,” I said. I sat in silence for a while.

“But we get a big meal with turkey and stuffing and mash potatoes and yams and green bean casserole, and for dessert we get pumpkin pie with Cool Whip on it.”

“What will I get to eat?” she asked.

“The same stuff as me,” I said. “Doesn’t turkey and stuffing sound good to you?”

She game me a funny look. “When I lived with Cathy and Peter, they said Thanksgiving dinner is just for family and you don’t share it with anyone who is not a blood relative. I had to sit in my room by myself because they had relatives over. They brought me a bowl of popcorn and some pretzels and that’s all I had.”

“What kind of blockhead said you can’t share Thanksgiving with people who aren’t your relatives?” I asked. “You lived with some terrible people.”

“Well after Loraine, I went to live with Cathy and Peter for three years, then …” She listed off a bunch of names before she got to her favorite Felix. She then mentioned a few more names. “None of them had me during Thanksgiving except Loraine and Cathy and Peter.”

“Loraine is that awful woman that caged you with the other animals in that puppy mill?”

She nodded, then shuttered. “In November too. Do you know how cold it is in a cage, especially when you wet your pants?”

“Well, no cages, no wetting our pants, and no shutting you up in a room. Just be yourself and be polite and everything will be fine.” I shook my head. “You are going to enjoy a real Thanksgiving dinner no matter what.”

“Thank you, Nora. You are the best friend ever.”

I drove the rest of the way home. Cassie read her textbook on her tablet and I listened to the radio and drove. Then we got to my house.

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I pulled in the driveway and got out. I tried the door and it was locked. I had not brought my house key with me when I left for college. I rang the doorbell.

My mother answered. “Oh, Nora, you made it back already. Come on in. Your grandparents came yesterday and are occupying the guest room. Your cousin has taken the foldout bed in the study.”

She leaned in to whisper to me. “I didn’t know you would be bringing a friend. We don’t really have the room unless you want to put sleeping bags on the floor of your room?”

“What’s wrong with my room?” I asked. I took Cassie by the hand and dragged her to my room. My room was missing. What had been my room was an empty shell. The carpet was missing. The walls were gone too. You could see the studs. Even though the carpet was gone, you could see a scorch mark on the floor near the window, which was boarded over. Over by where my bed used to be was a water-damaged area were I had peed.

My stuff was gone, but where they used to be was piles of new Sheetrock, a brand new window, and lots of construction supplies. Cassie looked around. “Looks like they are doing a major remodel.”

I nodded. “But why now? I lived here all summer like this because we couldn’t afford to fix anything.”

I walked back down stairs. “We can’t stay in my room,” I said. “There is no furniture and it’s not habitable like this. And I brought my roommate Cassie.”

“Nora, calm down. It’s been arranged. Kara said you can stay over with her. Just call her and ask if your roommate can stay too.”

I calmed down. Of course my mother would have figured out a plan. She looked at Cassie. “You are very welcome to our house. Sorry about the sleeping arrangements. The house is in chaos and construction work never got finished.”

She went to the computer and printed out two sheets of paper. She handed one to me and one to Cassie. I took it and looked over the “Steven Family Thanksgiving Week Itinerary.”

Cassie looked at it with confusion.

“I’ll explain later,” I said. “You don’t want to miss any events my mother has planned.”

“Cassie, do you have any food allergies or religious restriction we need to know about.”

“No. I can eat whatever I am served,” she said.

I smiled. “We get along great. Cassie is a fun roommate. She has lots of stories from before college.”

“I’d like to hear some sometime.”

I shook my head so only Cassie could see me. “Let’s go to Kara’s so we can get settled in. I will be back in time for….” I looked at the itinerary. “…Monopoly or Uno and light refreshments at seven.”

We walked out of the house and got into my car.

“That was weird,” said Cassie. She held her Steven’s Family Thanksgiving Week Itinerary. “I never had an itinerary planned for me in such detail.”

“My family is not weird. No one gets locked in cages or told to hide in a room during Thanksgiving dinner.”

“Fine,” said Cassie. “My family experiences are way more weirder than yours. But I had a lot of families and not one had a printed itinerary.” She sat in silence for a while while I drove to Kara’s.

“Although some of them were so disorganized they could use an itinerary,” she admitted.

“See,” I said.

She nodded. “So what is on the list for right now.”

I looked being especially careful since I was driving. “It says Nora driving to Kara’s house.”

She rolled her eyes at me. “Let’s say we just go to Kara’s later and go to McDonalds and get some milkshakes. I haven’t had one since—.”

“—since we had some on the way to camp and both pooped our diapers. Never again.”

“But those were vanilla shakes. I was thinking about egg nog shakes since it is almost Thanksgiving.”

“So you want us to lose bowel control for the entire week then?”

“Well, no. But I love egg nog and I love shakes from McDonalds.” She looked longingly out the window at a McDonalds we past.

She was silent for a bit. “I bet we would have never become this close of friends if we hadn’t had that major accident together, but you have a point. So what about this Kara person and can she be discreet about my night thing?”

I laughed. “She is the one who made me buy the right stuff. I would have shown up in pull ups and been totally outed as a faker.

“Lol, that is what the other girl did,” said Cassie.

I looked at her with surprise. I didn’t know about another girl.

“Yeah, you don’t know because you weren’t at the pre-summer get-together. Neither was Melody for that matter. Anyway, she wouldn’t wet the pull up anyway and Bets accidentally walked in on her in the single person bathroom, so she got caught. Also, she didn’t bring any changes. That is such a rookie mistake.”

“I was well supplied. Kara burned my panties and I had to wear diapers for two weeks before camp started.” I thought back about that bad ideas. Panties should never be burned. Thrown away would have been fine, but not burned.

She frowned. “Yeah, about that. I pretended to wet the bed and told my foster parents the bed wetting started again and what they used at the last place. They weren’t really impressed with me and I think they were happy to see me go to college.”

The End of The Weird Scholarship – Chapter Twenty-Seven.

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