It must've been five in the morning, when Chad heard footsteps. Milo was still sobbing. It seemed when he dried out, he remembered being human. He felt a little bad for Milo, at least the kid had tried to help him. It was too early for anyone to be in here, thought Chad.
"Guess we left the lights on," commented Chris as he entered the shower room. He headed toward the soap tray where he had last seen Chad. The cellophane wrapper now lay on the floor. "Seriously? Keith came back and used him already? I thought he said Chad had to cure for 12 hours or he'd be contagious? And now there are two bars of soap? Hm? Maybe the janitor washed up? If Chad was contagious? Gulp? One of the soaps is the janitor? But which one?"
His phone beeped. "Oh, oh, the tracker I planted on Keith says he's approaching. Hm, good thing I brought gloves and a baggy." Chris grabs one of the bars of soap with his gloved hand and shoves it in the baggy. Then he rewraps the other bar in cellophane, and sets it back on the soap dish. He flicks off the shower room lights, and ducks into the hallway to the pool, as he hears Keith approaching.
The lights flick on.
"Hey, Chad, miss me? I bet you thought you'd have to wait until Tuesday to lather up your teammates. And after this morning, you probably will, but I wanted to be the first to use you."
Chris smiled. He had taken the bar that had a pubic hair embedded in it. Somebody had used Chad. Probably less than 12 hours ago. Soon he would see if he was right, and remove the risk that Keith might decide to get rid of all witnesses.
"That's it, Chad, scream as I rub my ass crack with you. Then soap my crotch, and armpits. Oh, man, you're super lathery. I- wait! What do you mean you're not Chad!" shrieked Keith in horror.
"No, no, no, no, I -I -I..." gasped Keith spitting out the suds that had gone into his mouth.
There was a long silence except for running water.
Chris came out of his hiding place. The bar of soap in the soap dish was not alone. He smiled. The newer looking bar, Chris wrapped in the cellophane, and then he put the used bar into another baggie which he marked with an X.
"Well, Chad, I don't want to risk using you yet. As for Keith and Mystery Man, I'm taking you over to Crosstown High. Bruno and his swim team are competing in a meet later, and I think they're going to end up soaped. Hm, washed up? Yeah that sounds better."
Chris dropped the three bars of soap into his backpack, and shut off the shower room lights.