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“So are you gonna tell me what’s in the bag or not?”
“Why are you so concerned about it?” Geraldine asked, placing the brown paper bag on the dorm room floor and taking out a package of windmill cookies.
“Cuz it’s a big bag, that’s why.”
“It’s just a few groceries.” She pulled out two boxes of chamomile tea bags and placed them on the shelf next to her bed. “I was tired of having to go downtown to drink tea. And chamomile always makes me doze off for at least two hours, so I really can’t have it while out and about.”
“Looks like there’s something big in there. Did you get a bunch of Oreos or something?”
“Veronica, please! You’re being irritating.” Geraldine shoved the bag underneath her bed.
“If you have Oreos, I want some,” said Veronica.
“There’s nothing else in there!”
“Then why save the bag? Gimme.” Veronica grabbed the bag out from under the bed and reached inside. She slowly pulled out a second bag, this one plastic and with the word “TOYLAND” printed across it in bubble letters. “So what’s this? Did you buy yourself a teddy bear or something?”
“Hardly,” Geraldine said. “I don’t sleep with stuffed animals.”
“Awww, this is cool!” Veronica had already taken out the old doll. “This is a really fancy doll. You get this downtown?”Geraldine sighed, relieved that Veronica wasn’t going to make fun of her for the baby doll.
“Yes,” Geraldine said. “It’s a vintage baby doll, and I’d appreciate it if you were careful with it. It’s over thirty years old. The woman who owns the store sold it to me.”
“No kidding? That’s amazing. Wish I had one too,” said Veronica, handing the doll back to Geraldine. “I don’t think it would go with my wardrobe, though.” She gestured downward to her all-black ensemble. “Pink and frills don’t do me justice.” Veronica rolled over on her bed and went back to messaging some of her online friends.
Geraldine placed the baby doll alongside the snacks on her shelf. It didn’t seem a very suitable place to sit a baby doll like that, but it was better than tossing it on the dirty floor of the cramped room.
After a hearty dinner and completing the last dozen math problems in her assignment, Geraldine turned off the dorm lights and snuggled under her warm, pale blue blanket. In the dark, the dorm room looked strangely magical. Stars winked at the two girls through the open window. The bright, nearly-full moon and the glow of Veronica’s laptop created a gentle night-light ambiance. Geraldine fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.
The line for the bathroom the next morning was much too long. Geraldine had never seen a line for a dormitory bathroom, much less one that stretched halfway down the long hallway, but there she was, standing at the end of it with an uncomfortable tingling between her legs.
Of all the days for there to be a line, she groaned internally, forcing her legs shut, it had to be a day where I really had to pee.
“Good morning, Geraldine!” a cheery voice in front of her said. Geraldine looked up and saw her high-school choir teacher waving to her just a few feet down. “How are you doing today?”
“I really need the rest room,” Geraldine said. “That’s why I’m waiting in this line. What are you doing here, Mrs. Scott?”
“Oh, well, I was visiting my son, who goes to school here, but I really shouldn’t have. I’m about to have the baby,” Mrs. Scott smiled, patting a large, round tummy big enough to hold three babies, “and I think my water is going to break any second now. I don’t want my water to break on the carpet. It would cause a terrible stain. So I’m going in the bathroom instead.”
“Oh, that makes sense,” Geraldine said. Suddenly, a white-hot pain seared between Geraldine’s legs. She clutched her stomach and fell to the floor as her pee burst out, completely saturating her underwear and dripping uncontrollably down her legs, creating a puddle on the floor.
Geraldine whined and fell to the ground, stomach still in pain as she knelt in her own pee. She heard her abdomen growl loudly. She began to fill her underwear, pooping more and more until her underwear was so full of the stuff that it dragged onto the floor. She couldn’t help herself, and kept going and going as everyone in the hall stared at her…
Geraldine woke to the darkness of midnight with only a mild urge to use the bathroom. Her underwear, nightgown, and sheets were all completely dry, much to her relief.
She was still shaking from the nightmare when she returned from the bathroom, and laid under the sheets with her eyes stuck open for a long time. Finally, she grabbed the old baby doll from the shelf and squeezed it to her chest. Hugging the doll had the calming effect she was looking for, and her heartbeat soon returned to normal as she drifted back to sleep.
The first thing she noticed the next morning was a strong scent of baby powder and the clacking of a computer keyboard.
The second was that Veronica was lying on her bed in nothing but a diaper and pink nightgown!
“Veronica, what are you doing?” Geraldine asked, rubbing sleep from her eyes.
“I didn’t expect you to be up so early,” Veronica blushed, trying half-heartedly to cover the diaper with her nightgown. “I guess this is a secret you’d find out eventually, having to live with me and all. Oh well.” Veronica shut her laptop and grabbed a bowl of brown mush from her desk. “Want some Coco Wheats? They’re delicious.”
Geraldine hadn’t eaten Coco Wheats since she was seven years old. She’d almost forgotten what they tasted like. The first spoonful was as delightful as she remembered, the chocolaty cereal squishing around wonderfully in her mouth.
“Whoops,” Veronica said. “Looks like you had an accident.”
Geraldine looked down and discovered soaked underwear and pee dribbling down her leg. She started to cry big, fat tears that wouldn’t stop.
“I d-didn’t even feel that,” she howled, shaking with embarrassment.
“It’s OK, it’s OK!” Veronica said. She grabbed the Coco Wheats box and pulled out something large and white that crinkled. “I’ve got a bunch of diapers hidden in here! You can wear them for as long as you like. And they’re so comfy you’ll never want to take them off!”
Geraldine hiccuped as Veronica helped her out of her wet underwear and into a dry, comfortable diaper. It was so thick that her legs had difficulty closing, but for some reason, that was just okay to her. She felt herself messing herself again and this time, she smiled. The warm sensation was wonderful, and she would never have to worry about messing herself ever again…
The alarm clock rang and Geraldine fumbled for it, accidentally dropping the vintage doll along with her blankets onto the dirty dorm room floor.
Those were really weird dreams, she thought. Why did I dream about peeing myself? Though she had to admit, even though the dreams had that in common, they were as different as night and day.
The End of The Weird Scholarship – Chapter Two.
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