It wasn't hard finding an empty seat on the bus and the ride was short enough. Before classes could begin everyone was told to go to the auditorium for orientation. It was a boring 20 minutes and Lee thought the welcome speech was a waste of the time. This sort of thing was without a doubt the worst part of education.
Once that was over Lee meandered through the halls until he found his classroom and started the third grade.
The time passed by quickly enough and while it wasn't easy making friends as some of the kids who had mastered their potty training tended to look down on those that hadn't but Lee still managed to make a few. He felt a a little sorry for one in particular, Carmen, who was having some trouble getting through her toilet training. You see, Lee got some crap about still crapping his pants from time to time but he just had never had the will or inclination to start potty training and because his parents were pussies and followed the advice of some Dr. Phil wannabe TV shrinks they never pushed him to it. Instead they showed him how to change himself when he was 7 and made him drink something that negated the unpleasent odor of used diapers. Carmen, on the other hand, was trying to get out of diapers, which relieved her parents to no end, especially since they had been pushing the issue for a couple of years.
It took Lee a few months but he finally worked up the nerve to ask her over to play after school. They played Monopoly and Battleship and Lee did his best to sound like a fascinating, intelligent gentleman while they discussed spelling and multiplication tables. The whole time though, all Lee could think about was when would be a good time to maybe hold her hand.
When he brought up the topic of her toilet training difficulties after her first accident in school involving more than just bladder problems, Carmen was first defensive. "What does it matter to you?"
Good point. What did it matter to Lee if she was having troubles mastering a particular skill that he hadn't even really put much effort toward himself? "I dunno, it just seemed like it was really bothering you."
"Well it's not," she relied, almost cutting him off with tears welling up in her eyes.
This distraction was all that was needed to have yet another accident in her trainers. She began to cry just a little. As excited as her parents had been at the prospect of Carmen getting out of diapers, the repeated accidents and the emotional toll they were having on their daughter concerned them.
Lee, wanting to comfort her and maybe get a kiss, decided to offer Carmen some help.