The next morning the world seems more understanding.

In slumber land there are a multitude of scenes that don't make sense, like being in an orchard and suddenly feeling a warm sensation around you. Of course that doesn't make sense, because the orchard wasn't real, but the warm fluid was.

SHIT!

'Mom's going to be furious'. thought a panicky Lydia, as she woke up to yet another wet bed.

At that moment the door burst open. "Good morning Lydia, I think you should get up now."

Lydia buried her face in her pillow and pretended to not be there.

"Lydia, What's wrong?" Asked her mother

No response

"Hey" She persisted, before shaking Lydia. "Honey, you don't want to be late for school. Tell me, what's up."

"I wet the bed" Mumbled Lydia.

"Sorry, what's the problem?"

"I wet the bed." Lydia said in a clearer more snarky tone.

"I wouldn't worry about it too much, I'll sort the sheets out, you just get ready for school, we don't want to be late."

Lydia looked up surprised "You aren't mad‽"

"Of course not sweety" Replied her confused but affectionate mother. "Why would I be? It isn't that unusual for kids to wet the bed, even at your age."

"Moooom! I'm 18 now, I'm not a kid."

"I know sweety" giggled her mother, but you will always be mommy's little baba. Now go get ready." she finished as she left the room.

Lydia stared at her ceiling. Surprised at how understanding her mother was all of a sudden. Maybe she'd just realised it won't do any good to fuss over things. She hoped her teachers would think likewise.

Once in school, she braced herself for the name calling, she tensed up in anticipation of being called leaky Lydia again. but...

Silence.

'Odd, but I suppose that's better than the name calling' she supposed.

"Hey Lydia." Said Becky, from behind, startling her.

"Oh hey Becky. How's things?"

"Not bad, you seem tense?"

"Urm, it's nothing. I probably just need to take a few deep breaths."

"Well, you can do that when we reach Ms Lopez's class."

"Ok."

"Good morning students" greeted Ms Lopez, cheerful as ever. Many students considered being with her to be good fortune, as she was always the nicest teacher, yet she still got good grades, so her boss didn't care much about that.

"Good morning" The students greeted, some tired, but all with respect, after all, they were genuinely happy to have the nice teacher.

"Right class, today, we will be continuing with complex numbers by learning how they are expressed in polar form..."

The lesson went on as normal, with most students in rapt attention (something unusual for this school, but Mrs Lopez made the subject engaging and showed a real passion for it).

"And thus, we have an equation that you may have seen before, but feast your eyes on what has been voted the most beautiful equation in mathematics: E to the power of pi times I is equal to negative 1." She exclaimed like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat. The students weren't that enthralled, but they weren't bored either, at that moment, though a hand shot up.

"Miss"

"Yes Brianna"

"Can I go to the bathroom please?"

"Why didn't you go at before class?"

"I didn't particularly need to go. before school, but I got stuck in traffic on the way and had to dash to class. Sorry"

"Well, I'm sure you can hold it. at least until I finish this section."

And thus Brianna put her hand back down and into her crotch.

The lesson continued for a while with Ms Lopez wrapping up the topic, unfortunately, Brianna couldn't hold it much longer and started to piss herself.

"And that concludes our topic for today, complex numbers expressed in polar form." Concluded Miss Lopez before turning to Brianna, asking "Oh? Are you OK Brianna?"

"Yeah, just had a bit of an accident is all."

"Ah! Sorry, I guess I should have let you go. Oh well. We'll just have to call the janitor, will you be ok for the rest of the day?"

"Yep."

"Good good. I know you've already been, but if you have a change of clothes, I'll let you go to the bathroom to change now."

"I don't, but I'll be fine."

"Sure?"

"Yes."

"Ok class, Here are the problems I want you to solve." She said while handing them out around the class.

This wasn't the only time something like it would happen today, although the teachers were not as nice about it, she saw at least five other students ask to go to the bathroom, only to wet themselves in class. This seemed bizarre to Lydia, how were so many students wetting themselves all of a sudden? Why did the teachers not give them a grilling about it like they did her?

She met some friends at Lunchtime, although they noticed she seemed a bit off; not quite with it. She assured them she was fine and just thinking.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice her bladder filling up again until the bell rang for class. Her heart sunk when she found out it was physics with Mr Bowman again.

Lydia was determined to not wet herself this time. She could hold it or so she thought. She dared not ask to go to the bathroom, but that was ok: she could hold it.

"Yes Sharon?"

"Can I go to the bathroom sir."

"You know the rules; you should have gone before class."

Lydia figured that given how crazy this day was Sharon was also going to wet herself and sure enough it happened. Given that Mr Bowman wasn't so upset; he only asked if she was ok. Maybe Lydia should just wet herself. She wouldn't be able to hold much longer. She just went, hoping that by not interrupting the class to ask to go, she'd at least not be further into Mr Bowman's bad books. And why the hell was he treating the other students better than he treated her, that was so unfair.

Ten minutes later she gave in and just pissed herself in her seat. This time attracting the attention of the fellow students and the teacher.

"Is there any reason you can't hold it?" Asked Mr Bowman.

"I got lost in thought before class and so forgot to go."

"That really isn't acceptable young lady" he snarled

Welp, Why was he treating her worse than the other students.

"You didn't say that to Shannon." She pointed out defensively.

"Yes, but Shannon at least asked to go, whereas you just pissed yourself."

"But what does it matter if you won't let us go anyway?"

"You would have at least been acting properly, Now I don't want to hear anymore. I'm giving you a detention after school - today."

Odd. She thought she already had detention.

"Care to explain why you are late young lady?" Her mother asked she walked in the door.

"Sir gave me a detention"

"What for?"

"Basically I really needed a wee, but I knew he wouldn't let me out, so I thought I'd better not interrupt the class to ask to go to the bathroom. And despite not caring about the other student who weed herself, I was punished because I didn't ask to go."

"I should hope you have better etiquette surrounding these things. Anyway, get changed and dinner will be at 6."

"But diapers are for babies." Complained Lydia.

"Not necesarily, they are for everybody who has problems wetting the bed, including young adults such as yourself."

"But I swear I can hold it this time."

"You swore that the last time." Pointed out her mother

"Fye-yun" She stropped. As she put on the diaper.

"Good girl, now goodnight." said her mother as she left the room.

Lydia then quietly removed her diaper. She could stay dry tonight, she'd show her mother. Then she fell softly asleep.