As Ryan stripped out of his street clothing and pulled on his jockstrap, he heard a skittering sound. He looked and under the bench by the football team's lockers, he saw a huge insect. It was like a giant grasshopper. He tried stomping it with his bare foot, but it leaped away. It landed on the locker door across from him. He grabbed a towel twisted it and snapped it at the bug, but it flew away. Ryan jumped back, and landed on his butt. As he was climbing up, his butt cheeks spread.
"Yeow!" he shouted as the bug burrowed into his rosebud between his spread cheeks.
Ryan was suddenly quiet. He stood straight up. Ryan's tensed muscles relaxed.
He felt a strange inner calm. Instantly he knew he had cooties or a cootie, and he felt happy, felt secure, felt carefree, he was owned. He was a passenger in his own body. The bug was in charge. He needed to share Claudia's cooties with the entire team.