More Than Just Friends?

Chapter 1

I hop onto a floating raft into the middle of a river, the nice stream of water floats my raft calmly down the river. After a couple seconds of this, I am interrupted by a horrible beeping noise, my alarm. I flutter my eyes open and groan loudly as I quickly search for my phone so I can turn the noise off.

Stretching my arms out and yawning, I turn my lamp on my nightstand on. While my arm is near my table I reach for my glasses, then once I have grabbed them, I then put them on. I slide my bed covers down to reveal my soaked Goodnite I had wet in my sleep.

My name's Max, I have dark brownish hair and am pretty skinny and yes, I still wet the bed. Besides that though, I'm pretty normal for my age. I like playing my Xbox, hanging out with friends, pretty normal stuff for someone my age. I've struggled with incontience my whole life. I've wet my bed pretty much since I was a toddler. My family sees this and doesn't think much of it, they're very supportive fortunately.

I get out of bed then walk over to my dresser, and open the second drawer to reveal my stash of Goodnites. "Stripes or camo for today?" I think to myself. I decide to go with stripes, I slide my wet Goodnite down my legs and step out of it. Then I throw it away in my trash can. I grab some baby wipes out and begin wiping down my diaper regions. I open up the new one and step into it and slide it up my legs till it covers my crotch and my rear perfectly. My mom had bought me baby powder, so I wouldn't get rashes. Even though that might been seen as babyish, I like the touch. I pull the front of my goodnite and sprinkle some on my regions.

I walk over to my mirror, and look at myself in it. Something inside of me likes looking like this, all babyish and whatnot in a way. Anyway, I decided I was going to get dressed after I had eaten breakfast, I didn't mind if my parents only saw me in my Goodnite or "briefs" as my mom likes to call them.

Walking down the stairs, I could smell my mom's cooking. I walked into the dining room and sat down. "Good morning, Max!" She said as she ruffled with my hair. "Good morning.." I mumbled as I was not fully awake yet. "Dad's already gone to work." She had told me. My brother, Elijah was in his high chair and mom had sat down next to him and started feeding him. In front of me she had placed down eggs, pancakes, and bacon. I dug in and began eating everything on my plate from top to bottom.

Once my mom had stopped feeding Elijah, she turned to me and smiled while she said "Honey, why don't you go and get dressed you have to catch the bus soon unless you want to go in just your briefs!"

As I got out of my chair she patted me on the bum and let out a small chuckle, I blushed intensely.

I climbed back up the stairs and opened up my bedroom door and walked over to my dresser. I pulled out the first drawer to reveal some of my underwear.

"Oh yeah, shirts and pants are on the third, oops." I thought to myself.

I don't know why mom hasn't thrown out my underwear I usually only wear Goodnites anyway, but it's whatever. I opened the third drawer to reveal my shirts, pants, and  shorts. I pulled out a blue shirt and black shorts and began putting the shirt on. I pulled it up over my head then and put my arms in. I stuck my leg in the shorts then put my other leg in, as I was doing this I could hear a faint crinkle of my Goodnite. I made sure that the top of my Goodnite wasn't peeking over my shorts. I decided that I was good and walked down the stairs.

My mom handed me my backpack and asked if I was good.

I replied, "Yeah Mom, I'm fine."

I had put my backpack on and began walking out the door. It was an average chilly September morning, with dew on the grass and fog making it almost impossible to see anything. I walked to my bus stop and sat down on the sidewalk alongside some other kids, waiting for my bus to arrive. My bus finally pulled up to our stop, I walked up the steps greeting the bus driver with a nod, and walked to seat 13 which I then sat down in.

I had been looking outside the window watching houses and trees fly by, when my phone had vibrated.

It was a text from Alex, it said "Hey max, u still up for the sleepover tonight?"

Alex is my best friend that I have known for a long time, since kindergarten we've been best friends. He's taller than me around 5'10 ish maybe? He had really fluffy soft blonde hair that's shiny. For someone my age too, he's pretty buff. He's invited me to go to the gym with him but I always decline.

I replied saying "Yeah, of course man my place tonight!"

Alex then sent a thumbs up emoji to verify that he knew I was okay with doing it. But in reality, I was a bit scared, you see only my family had known about my bedwetting issue. Once I had told Alex would he even want to be my friend? Maybe, maybe not, and that's what scared me. That's when my bus stopped and it was time to go into school.