The Weekend

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That night, Syd stayed over. This usually didn't happen, usually April went to Syd's so I could have her bed. But for whatever reason Syd was over. They were talking about their upcoming season for basketball.

They then asked what I was doing. I had no idea and asked them what the winter sports were. They explained that it was boys and girls basketball season and wrestling. Once again, my asthma would hinder me from playing basketball and was no where strong enough to wrestle. I didn't know which one to do.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. It was Kelly. I invited her in and we continued our conversation.

"I can't play basketball because practice would kill me" I argued as Aunt Becky listened and nodded in agreement.

"So I guess that means you wrestle then" she concluded.

"But they would kill me in practice. The boys already don't like me so giving them an excuse to beat me up isn't a good idea." I argued.

"I'll talk to the school" Aunt Becky said. That hasn't done anything yet. Panties are still being taped to my locker, I'm still being bullied and pushed around, and she has already talked to the school three times.

"You could cheer with me!" Kelly chimed in.

Not that idea again. I didn't want to be a cheerleader. The boys would think I'm gay. Apparently I was thinking out loud.

"They already do." Kelly said, answering my unintended statement.

She was right.

"Plus you would hang out with me everyday where you wouldn't have friends in wrestling" She continued.

She was right. So Monday, I decided I would sign up for cheerleading.

Eventually it was time for bed and Kelly went home. I changed into my PJs and goodnight and went to bed.

That night I had another wet dream, this dream was about being caught at the party in my Goodnite.

When I got up and walked into the bathroom to change, Aunt Becky noticed my discomfort, "Another one?" She asked, seemingly disappointed.

I walked in and changed but I could still hear the conversation.

"Another what?" Syd asked.

"He wet his diaper" April answered.

Aunt Becky didn't tell her about the liquid or why I was wetting because 'she wasn't ready for that'. So she just thought I had issues going potty at night.

I came back out and went to my room. Syd came in and had so many questions but I didn't answer any I was embarrassed. Eventually she stopped and I hung out by myself the rest of the day.

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