"Jennifer, what are you doing?" Taylor said, walking up to her. "I... Umm..." Cutting her off, she said "No time. You can explain later. She looked around frantically, then started pulling Jennifer down the hallway. "Where are we going? Shouldn't we stay?" "Would you rather have to go back to class or risk being caught?" Taylor asked. "No way." Taylor slowly opened the doors at the end of the hallway, looked both ways, then bolted outside, and ran to her car, Jennifer close behind. She rummaged through her purse as she speedwalked, and finally found her keys. Taylor unlocked her car and got in the driver's seat, with Jennifer next to her. "Are you dropping me off at my house?" "No, I'm gonna bring you to my house, so you don't get caught. I can say you felt sick and we didn't want to have to make your mom leave work. "What about you?" I'll say I was sick too, or that we were just watching a movie or something."
When they were on the highway, Jennifer shot up. "When are we getting there?" She asked frantically. "15 minutes, maybe. More like 20. Why? Are you okay?" "I really have to use the bathroom. Like, REALLY have to" Jennifer started looking around, opening things, moving things around. "What are you looking for?" "I don't know! Anything! Do you have towels? Or, like, a diaper or pair of panties or something? If you don't, your seat might have a stain on it." "No, I don't, but it's fine. They already have stains on them anyway." Then Taylor thought for a second. "Unless..." She then reached in a space on the side of her door under the cup holders. Sure enough, there was a package of underwear. "Sure enough, I found some. I forgot why I have these, but I do." Taylor handed her the underwear. Jennifer then climbed to the back with them. She took off her cheerleading uniform and panties. She then slipped on the new underwear, and squatted down."Jennifer, what are you doing?" Taylor said, walking up to her. "I... Umm..." Cutting her off, she said "No time. You can explain later. She looked around frantically, then started pulling Jennifer down the hallway. "Where are we going? Shouldn't we stay?" "Would you rather have to go back to class or risk being caught?" Taylor asked. "No way." Taylor slowly opened the doors at the end of the hallway, looked both ways, then bolted outside, and ran to her car, Jennifer close behind. She rummaged through her purse as she speedwalked, and finally found her keys. Taylor unlocked her car and got in the driver's seat, with Jennifer next to her. "Are you dropping me off at my house?" "No, I'm gonna bring you to my house, so you don't get caught. I can say you felt sick and we didn't want to have to make your mom leave work. "What about you?" I'll say I was sick too, or that we were just watching a movie or something."
When they were on the highway, Jennifer shot up. "When are we getting there?" She asked frantically. "15 minutes, maybe. More like 20. Why? Are you okay?" "I really have to use the bathroom. Like, REALLY have to" Jennifer started looking around, opening things, moving things around. "What are you looking for?" "I don't know! Anything! Do you have towels? Or, like, a diaper or pair of panties or something? If you don't, your seat might have a stain on it." "No, I don't, but it's fine. They already have stains on them anyway." Then Taylor thought for a second. "Unless..." She then reached in a space on the side of her door under the cup holders. Sure enough, there was...