"Charming, right?"
We had to shower.
To my mortification, I had to get naked in front of people. People who had already made fun of me before. How could I strip my clothes before these people and let them see all the flaws with me, let them see this freakish body that deserved to be ridiculed. I couldn't let that happen. I ran into the coach's office, nervous as can be, slightly shaking, and stuttered, "C-Coach, I, uh, I-I can't shower in front of them. I j-just can't."
"Why not?" Coach Wright asked.
"I can't. They'll make fun of me."
"Look, you're probably not as small as you think you are."
"It's not that," I said. "There are...other things wrong with my body."
"Like what?" he asked.
I paused, something in me wanted to tell him the truth. "I can't tell you. It's just so bad and I can't even talk about it and it's mortifying. They already make fun of me now. Please? I can shower during lab, right?"
He sighed. "Alright. Go ahead."
"Thank you, Coach. I'm sorry for being so difficult but I'd probably pass out the second I step into the showers."
"It's alright kid. I don't know what it could be, but I don't care. Just as long as you don't get me in trouble."
"I won't. I promise." I went into the hallway and waited. During lab, I went back in when no one was there and shut all the doors and tried to make it as private as possible. I grabbed my towel and set it on the ledge of the small wall next to me. I turned on the shower and let the warm water run over me. I was still nervous someone might walk in, but who would during lab? It's not like he had a class. Eventually I just cleansed myself and then started to sing quietly.
"Sing sweet nightingale. Sing sweet nightingale. Sing sweet..."
"Isn't that from Cinderella?"
My heart skipped a beat and I gasped, grabbing the towel and throwing it around my waist. I turned and saw Rain in the shower. Why did it have to be him of all people? Why is it that the person I couldn't stop thinking about always had to appear in the worst situations? "W-What're you doing here?" I asked, feeling more fear and mortification than I ever had before.
"I'm showering," he answered simply.
"Why didn't you shower during class?"
"I told Coach I was going to work out more during lab. We only have a few minutes left so I was going to clean up now. Why didn't you shower earlier?"
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I Am Bailey Bennett. [LGBT]
Teen FictionBeautiful: Possessing qualities that give great pleasure or satisfaction to see, hear, think about, taste, smell, and to feel. You do not want to see me. When you see me, you see a freak. You do not want to hear my voice, my high hideous voice. Nor...