His mother left instructions for the teachers.

K-T was in a room with two queen size beds that he would have to share with 3 other boys. Kurt and Lewis were tall, muscular football players who liked to bully him often, for the fun of it or on instructions from their current girlfriend. Jonas on the other hand was part of the theater club and there were rumors around school that he was gay even if he never confirmed it or if no one had ever seen him actually date another boy.

K-T had stripped to his underwear and was ready to go shower, the two athletes used to locker rooms had changed into their pajamas in front of everyone and Jonas was waiting for K-T to be done to use the bathroom.

Suddenly without warning or even a knock, the door of the room opened. Ms Crapton, his art teacher and one of the chaperone on the trip entered the room with a bag in hand.

"K-T, I was looking for you." She said leaving the door wide open behind her.

"Ms Crapton, what can I do for you? I was about to go take a shower." he asked her.

"Your mother left us a note. Apparently you have taken to live like a pig and wear dirty clothes with no regards to the people around you. She has left specific instructions. You are forbidden to wear any of your day clothes to bed at night and to make sure you won't try to wear your dirty clothes all week I have to collect what you wore for the day every night in this dirty laundry bag." She explained to him.

K-T couldn't believe what he was hearing. The only reason he had to wear dirty clothes was to gather enough clean ones that he wouldn't be restricted during this trip, but his mother had thought this was his new lifestyle and had taken measures against him. He had just enough clothes and underwear for the trip but he had planned to wear his underwear at night, either the one from the previous day if it was clean or the one for the next day. Having to wear fresh clothes each day and night would deplete his supply twice as fast.

Already Ms Crapton had gathered the clothes he had left on his bed without asking him.

"Come on young boy, off with those. You won't wear those tonight." She told him pointing at his underwear.

"I can't, not in front of everyone, with the door open..." he pleaded.

"Hurry up, I have other things to do that to deal with students acting like little boys. If you refuse to follow your mother's instructions she had left others on how to punish you. We don't want to try this on the first day, right?" she warned him.

In a streak of genius K-T rushed to the bathroom, stripped behind the door and held his boxers out, locking the door as soon as she grabbed them.

Still disturbed from the news K-T took a long shower to unwind, only to discover that the towels of the motel were minuscule and could only wrapped around his waist if he kept a hand holding two corners of it. And there were only two towels so they'd have to share if everyone wanted to shower, so he wouldn't be able to keep it as cover.

As he got out of the bathroom with his makeshift cover he still had to decide if he wanted to wear underwear to bed, forcing him to go commando during the day at a later date or if he would rather sleep naked in a bed he'd have to share with another classmate.