No

"Really?" your mom asks. "Are you sure, JoJo?"

"Yes," you reply.

She returns to her reading, and you go inside and get changed. You trash the diaper, and leave the baby clothes in your brother's room. You text your friend, claiming to be sick, and he agrees to show you his notes on Monday. Then, you settle in to some video games, effectively starting your weekend.

After a few hours, your mom comes in, and throws a packed suitcase on your bed, and rips out your headphones.

"I told you you'd be punished if you didn't go to school," she says. "And I've figured out what--I'm sending you to your father's for the weekend!"

Since your parents are divorced, you don't see your dad all that often. Normally, going to his place for the weekend would be great, but there's has to be a catch.

"He doesn't know this part yet, but you're going to spend the whole weekend in your diaper!"

So that's the catch. Your brother may have been a dick about the diaper, but your dad will be 10 times worse.

Soon, the cab pulls up, and you climb inside, diaper and all (wearing baggy pants, of course). After a short drive, you arrive at your dad's apartment.

You enter the small apartment, and see your dad watching TV on the couch.

"Hey, John!" he says as you enter. "Ready for this awesome weekend? I'm about to start a movie, we could watch it. Or I could make dinner."