Emily Springs.

Emily was one of the sportiest girls in the school. 5 foot 6 with an athletic figure, she was a team player and willing to help everyone around her. She had long brown hair that she always wore in a ponytail, and always wore a skort.

Emily woke up earlier than the other girls. She sighed, pulled on her sports kit, stuffed her uniform into her bag and made her way down to the locker room. She always went to the gym in the morning, mainly because there was no-one else around to see her, and it gave her the opportunity to shower before the day started. As she buttered her toast, she noticed a bulletin on the board. "That wasn't there before." she muttered, grabbing the note from off the board. "Oh great!" she moaned, sticking it back onto the board. The note talked stated that the plumbing was down, so the bathrooms were off-limits. "So what do we do?" she asked. Then she remembered. She snuck back upstairs and grabbed a large water bottle from her bedside table. It hadn't been there when she went to bed last night, so someone must've put it there. She also found a note attached to the bottle, which Emily read aloud. "Your replacement bathroom for the day..." she muttered, slotting the bottle into the side pocket of her rucksack. She shrugged and headed back down to finish her breakfast.

It was 6:30 am when Emily arrived at the locker room. She took a moment to cross her legs. She realised that in all of the events this morning, she'd forgotten to empty her bladder. She slowly entered and saw her friend Alice, legs tightly crossed, bouncing slightly. Emily tapped her on the shoulder and smiled. "You too, huh?" she said, noticing Alice's blush. "Yeah." she groaned, grabbing her crotch. Emily grabbed her bottle, dropped her shorts and held to open bottle to her Peehole. Alice did the same, and they both emptied their bladders into their bottles. The sound of splattering urine echoed around the locker room, but the girls didn't mind. "That's much better." Alice sighed, sealing her bottle and rolling her shoulders. "Well, it's better than nothing." Emily replied, pulling her shorts up had walked over to the toilet with the bottles. She tipped the pee down the toilet, closed the lids and handed one of them back to Alice. "Let's hope it doesn't get that bad again." Alice muttered as the two of them headed up to the indoor gym.

Emily's only advantage was how little she had to pee. Sometimes, she could go all day without a break, something she knew would help her out today. She'd been put on delivery duty, which saw her delivering notes and other resources across the school. She wasn't overly keen on doing it, but it got her out of class for a while. As she walked down the corridor by the bathroom, she noticed one of the cleaner ladies mopping up a yellow puddle. "Accident?" Emily asked, smiling. "Sure was. She was a right state, poor girl. Knocked on my door with tears in her eyes and a massive wet patch on her skirt front." The lady replied. "She's ok now. I gave her a mug of hot cocoa and some choccy biscuits, that seemed to cheer her up a bit." Emily smiled and continued on her way. She rounded the corner and felt her bladder again. "Really? this soon?" she whispered, crossing her legs. She still had her bottle with her, but she wasn't sure if it was worth going yet.