Skip to content The Weird Scholarship – Chapter Twenty-One.
I had walked our route from class to class before the morning classes began, so I was already to go. Cassie had not.
“Are you sure this is the right way?” she asked.
“Of course it is. Instead of watching old movies I saw before, I made sure I was ready for classes. I mapped out our course. I was a Girl Scout. Our motto was ‘Be Prepared.’”
“That is the model of the Boy Scouts,” said Cassie.
“They both have the same motto,” I said.
She took out her tablet and started tapping. “Scouting is expensive and my foster parents said it was only for their real children.” She found what she was looking for and said. “I just assumed the mottoes would be different.”
“We are here,” I said. We walked into a mostly empty classroom. There was a guy in the corner wearing headphones connected to an iPhone that was on his desk. He wore sunglasses and had a cap pulled low. Instead of a sports team it was decorated like R2D2’s dome. We selected desks in the second row of the classroom.
I sat down carefully and I watched as Cassie took the seat next to me. She carefully pulled her skirt under her and tried to cross her leg over her knee. She blushed and I realized the bulk of her diaper kept her from crossing her legs. She gave up and just sat with her knees close together and crossed her legs at her ankles. I sat in the same mode she did.
She took out her tablet and her Trapper Keeper and then started writing in a notebook. “This class is a waste of time,” she told me.
“I wanted to major in English, so watch it,” I said. I took out my new computer and then turned it on. I then started a file folder for English and then opened a Word document for my notes. I then shut the lid of my laptop.
“Well, I knew I would have to take the same classes in college as I did in honors classes in high school. I just don’t care to write about what I did last summer or a persuasive essay on whether someone should vote for Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump.”
“I am hoping we will have essays of more substance than those topics.” I didn’t want to write about being humiliated by the IRS swat team and then having to take a scholarship that required me to wear diapers.
“Like what?” She fumbled through the syllabus she picked up by the door. “Write a story based on a poem by Keats or Shelly. I don’t even know who Shelly was?”
“He is a romantic poet and he was married to the woman who wrote Frankenstein.”
Her interest peaked. “Really? I love the old monster movies. Felix and I used to watch them before I was sent to juvie.”
Some nerd in the next row gave her a weird look. He then picked up his bag and moved to the other side of the class room. She got a hurt look on her face.
“Everyone is a nerd here. They aren’t used to being around people that were in juvie or talk about it openly.” I said this in a whisper.
She nodded and then tried and failed again to cross her legs. She leaned over and whispered to me. “Tomorrow, you and I are going to skip diapers and wear panties. Tonight we are going to Victoria’s Secret.”
I groaned. This again. We were going to get caught for sure. Then I thought about it. I didn’t really care to be sitting around in my own waste. It’s not like the other girls in the scholarship program would be looking in our pants to make sure we were diapered. “Okay, but we still wear them around the dorm. We do share a bathroom with Melody and Bella.”
“Do you think they will say anything?
“Bella might, but it’s doubtful. Melody already feels cheated and lied to, so I’d wait and see on her.”
“What is her deal. She went out shopping and wouldn’t show Bella or I what she bought.”
“She got bad news. I won’t betray her confidence by telling you.”
She nodded, but class started before anything else was said.
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“We just had three classes and we already got loaded with homework and it’s only the first day,” I complained.
“And we got two more classes tomorrow,” she said. “Let’s go to the mall so we got time to get back and study.”
I nodded, but my phone rang.
“Hello?”
It was Melody. She wanted me to find her. “Where are you?”
“In the library bathroom. Bring some pants and one of my diapers from the room.”
“Okay. Cassie and I will bring them.”
“No not Cassie. I don’t want her to see me like this.”
I didn’t know what to make of her. She was never shy about leaks before. She never said she had a leak, but I assume that is why she needed a change of pants and an extra diaper. “Okay. I’ll get them and bring them to you.”
“And don’t look in the Hello Kitty bag on the floor of my closet.”
“I promise,” I said, although I wondered what she was hiding in the Hello Kitty bag. “See you in about ten minutes.” I hung up.
“What was that about?” asked Cassie.
“I don’t know. It will just take me fifteen minutes to bring Melody what she wants. Stay at the dorm and I’ll meet you in time to run to the mall with you.”
Cassie and I went to the dorm and I went through the bathroom to Melody’s room. I didn’t know which closet was hers, but I knew that she had a Hello Kitty bag on the floor. Upon finding it, I grabbed a pair of pants from her closet. I then found a pack of diapers. It was a plain white pack with only a green block with an M on it. I wrapped the diaper in the pants and then took off to the library.
I climbed up the stairs and then texted Melody to ask what bathroom she was in.
“The girls room next to the Athena computer lab.”
I climbed higher and then entered the bathroom. Inside, a trail of pee lead to one of the stalls. “Melody?”
“Nora, I’m in here.” A stall door opened and Melody emerged with a large pee stain running down both legs into her shoes.
I looked at her. “Melody, what happened. It looks like you are not wearing a diaper at all?”
She frowned and held up a Potty Training for Dummies book. “I’m not. I made it all day and then I couldn’t make it to the bathroom after my last class. I peed right as I walked in the bathroom.”
There was a lot of pee on the floor. The puddle expanded out into the stalls on either side of the stall Melody was in. “How long did you hold it?”
“About three hours. I peed in the potty at lunch and then held it until just before I got in the bathroom. The book doesn’t say how to clean up peed in pants. Toilet paper doesn’t dry it out.”
I was impressed. “You are potty training yourself?”
She nodded. “My mommy told me I was incontinent and I just wasn’t potty trained.” She looked down. “Maybe I am just too naïve to use the toilet.”
“Well let’s get you changed and back to the dorm.”
She pulled down her pants revealing Super Girl panties. She then took those off too and then changed into the diaper I handed her. However she had to exit the stall to pull on her jeans to avoid dipping them in the puddle. I helped her dress, and then put her peed in shoes on over her peed in socks.
“Thanks, Nora.” She looked at me. “Do you think I should give up the potty training?”
I shook my head. “No, keep it up. You deserve to wear panties again. Just don’t try to hold it three hours.”
She nodded. “I thought I could make it. I was only squirming half an hour.”
I laughed. “When you are squirming, it is an emergency. Go pee. Ask the professor if you can go to the restroom, or better yet, you are an adult: just excuse yourself and go pee in the toilet.”
“So is that when you go potty? I mean before you were incontinent?”
I nodded, feeling bad about lying to her.
She followed me back to the dorm as the two of us bonded. I held her hand as we walked back to the dorm. Cassie was waiting.
“What happened? It’s been twenty minutes, not fifteen.”
“I didn’t bring enough supplies and I leaked,” said Melody. She squeezed my hand.
“Yeah, I brought her a new diaper and extra pants.” I said.
Cassie hugged me. “You are the designated pants and diaper bringer, I guess.” She giggled.
Melody looked confused.
“Nora brought me a diaper and extra pants already,” she said. “Shall we go to the mall, Nora?”
I nodded.
Melody waved at us and went into her room. “I got to do laundry,” she said.
I took Cassie to me car and we went to the mall. I looked forward to wearing panties again. I wasn’t even a bed wetter, yet two others in our group were back in panties and I was still in diapers. I meant to correct that and getting new panties at Victoria’s Secret was a step in that direction.
The End of The Weird Scholarship – Chapter Twenty-One.
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