Lydia, a rebellious student asking to use the bathroom.

"Yes Lydia?" asked an exasperated Mr Bowman.

"I'm sorry to bother you sir, but I really really need to go to the bathroom." Replied Lydia.

Mr Bowman sighed, he was sure she was just trying to get out of class. "Why didn't you go before class started?"

"I didn't need to go then."

"Well then if that's the case, you can at least wait until the lesson is over." Replied Mr Bowman before turning to the rest of the class. "Now, For the case of parallel circuits..." Mr Bowman continued, but Lydia could hardly focus with all the pee in her bladder, she quietly whimpered while pressing a hand against her crotch.

A while later the damn burst. Lydia gasped as the pee raged out of her and straight into her pants, but the flow could not be contained and it loudly impacted the floor. This caught the attention of Mr Bowman who asked.

"Lydia, are you wetting yourself?"

Mortified, Lydia could only pause for a moment in horror, but afterwards, indignantly replied. "You should have let me go to the bathroom when I asked."

"I don't like your attitude young lady, and so you have detention tomorrow after school." He barked, before calmly lecturing on the voltages and currents of parallel circuits.

The bell rung, finally Lydia could go home, and change. Well, she wasn't thrilled about the students calling her "leaky Lydia" from across the hall, but she was determined to ignore them. She had to get home before her mother saw her state. She'd hate to have to put up with her mother's scorn.

Sadly, she wasn't so lucky, as soon as she walked in her house, she was greeted by her mother. With crossed arms and a cross look on her face she asked "Would you care to explain the state of you pants young lady?"

"I spilled water, OK."

"I'm not buying it. And given what happened this morning, I think you are developing incontinence. I shall book a doctor's appointment for you tomorrow."

Lydia had hoped to forget the fact that she had somehow woke up in a wet bed this morning. She initially blamed it on her brother spilling water in her bed as a prank. However, that theory was disproven as soon as either of them could smell it was urine, besides the fact that it had been many years since he'd last pranked her. The truth was that Lydia had wet herself and was mortified. She couldn't have, only babies wet themselves and she was already an adult, she couldn't wet herself.

"But Mom" said Lydia "it's not my fault, Mr Bowman wouldn't let me go to the bathroom. And he even decided to give me detention. For wetting myself, he's being cruel and unusual."

"I think you'll find that the problem is that you've been giving him attitude. Now go change immediately and start your homework."

"Fine." Said Lydia. As she did just that.