DJ's Diaper Diaries: Part Nine- The Freshman -------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 September "So, DJ, what do you have planned for the summer?" Mark asked as we walked home from our last day of school. "Not much. I'll be spending a good portion of it in St. Louis getting the metal plates out of my legs, and getting over that. Other than that not much. What about you?" "Mom's sending me, and my brothers out to California to stay with my grandparents for the Summer. They asked us too since we don't see them as much as we used to before they moved." "Sounds like fun to me. You want to trade places?" I laughed. "Not hardly. You want to have one last sleep over before we leave?" "I don't have any problems with it, though lets make sure it's the weekend my dad takes Donn and Paul camping." "Is your dad still hung up about that?" Mark asked with more than a little disgust. "Yeah, he is," I replied, thinking back to scene my father made when he found out that Mark told me he was gay. "Okay, I'll let you know later then, and we can get a date set up." By this time we had reached Mark's house, and went inside. Since I knew my brothers would be over here already I wasn't at all surprised to see them, but what did startle me was the fact that they were running around in just a T-shirt, and some thick cloth diapers. "Now what would mom say if she saw you two running around like this?" I said coming up behind Paul. "Wha!?" came his screeched reply. I just started laughing as Paul turned around to face me, and I noticed a yellow stain appear though the plastic pants he had on. "Hey Mark, you better call your mom over, looks like one of the toddlers needs to have his dydee changed," I called, still chuckling. "No thanks to you." Paul stated as he hit me in the stomach. This caused me to start laughing even harder. "Who needs the diaper change?" Mark's mom asked a few minutes later. "Paul does, Sherri," I chuckled in response. "So I see," she said looking at the front of Paul's diaper, "And I bet you need one, too, don't you?" I just turned red in response to this since I knew full well that I was needing a change, also, but was wanting to handle it myself. "That's what I thought." "Okay, both of you head up to the nursery. I'll be there in a moment." Paul started laughing himself when he saw that I was also going to get my diaper changed as well. This was probably the one twist of wearing diapers that I wasn't too fond of, and that was having others handle my diaper changes. Sherri came into the room a few minutes later and helped Paul up onto the changing table. I was surprised to find that Paul had not only wet himself, but had also messed his diaper as well. Luckily for him she was used to little surprises like this from Bryon and John. Paul was cleaned up quickly, and after a re-diapering was sent on his way back out to play. Then it was my turn. "If you don't mind, Sherri, I can handle this myself," I told her. "I'm sure you can, but I told your mom that I would handle all of your changes when you come over. Now hop up on the table before I pick you up and put you there myself." Seeing that this would be a losing battle I sighed as I dropped my shorts and hopped up on the table as requested. Just like my brother, I too, found myself in a new diaper, but unlike him Sherri had used one of the Attends I had brought home from school earlier that day. "Okay, you're all done, now get outside, and have some fun." Sherri said with a soft slap to my diapered butt. I just smiled at that, and bent over to retrieve the shorts I dropped a few minutes before. "Don't worry about those, I'll take care of them for you." Sherri added with a smile. Catching the drift of what she was meaning I headed outside wearing nothing but a diaper, a T-shirt, and my shoes. "Hey DJ, I think you forgot something," Donn laughed as I came out the door. Don't tell me, tell Sherri. She's the one that told me to come out like this. I guess she didn't want me to feel overdressed," I said with a smile. With this the subject was dropped, and the rest of the afternoon was spent playing in the sprinkler that Mark had set up while I was getting changed. It did kind of shock us at first when he stripped down to just his underpants to play in the water, but nobody said anything given that the rest of us just had diapers on. Of course the fun ended all too soon, and it was time to head home. The next couple of weeks went by quickly, and both mine and Mark's departure was drawing closer. "You already for tonight, DJ?" Mark asked as we were coming out of the movies the weekend before we left. "Ready for what?" I asked, a bit confused as to what he was talking about. "The sleepover tonight, remember? Your mom talked to my mom earlier this week about it." "Oh, Sorry, my mom never told me about it. I guess she was wanting to keep it a secret from my dad." "What time do you want me to come over?" I added. "We planned on having you over for dinner, so you may as well come over now." "Sounds good to me." The walk to his house took a bit over 30 minutes. We were both soaked in sweat by the time we got there. "You know, boys, we could have come out to pick you up," Linda said as we walked into the house. "I know, but it was so nice out I thought it would be better to walk home," Mark answered. Linda just nodded at this and turned her attention to me. "Are you needing a change?" She asked me bluntly. I was still trying to get used to all this and having a hard time of it. "Yeah, but I can handle it myself," I told her. "DJ, we've been over this before. While you're here we handle the diaper changes; it's just like at your house." With this said, Linda herded me upstairs, and had me lie down on the changing table while she got things ready for my diaper change. Just as Linda finished putting the last pin into the cloth diapers I now had on, Mark's brothers came into the room. Looking at the condition of their diapers and faces, I could tell they must have just gotten up from a nap. Bryon took my place on the table after Linda pulled my plastic pants up, and gave my butt a swat to send me on my way. I headed downstairs to watch a little TV while the changes were going on. I was a bit startled to see that Mark also had decided to get diapered, but decided that he did this to avoid having to do so later on. Dinner was a normal sleepover affair in that pizza had been ordered in, along with several bottles of pop. After dinner we put in several movies, and Mark and I both ended up not getting to bed to around 2 A.M.. Much to the disapproval of Linda, and Sherri. They were at least nice enough to let us sleep in the following morning. Mark's brothers, on the other hand, were another story. Frankly, I have a feeling that it was Sherri that put them up to it, but never said anything about it. "So, do you guys do this every weekend during the summer, or am I just lucky?" This question seemed to have come out of nowhere, but we soon saw John, and Josh both standing on Marks's back porch. "How long have you been standing there?" Mark asked. "About five minutes. I wanted to see how long it would take you guys to notice us standing here," John said with a chuckle. "Well, don't just stand there. Come down and join us," I said. John and Josh did just this, and soon we had 6 boys running around soaking wet in Mark's back yard. I can only guess what the neighbors thought of all this since four of us were running around in just diapers. "Uh, John I have a problem," Josh said a short while later. "What is it?" "I need to be changed, but forgot to bring some clean diapers with me." "That's just great! Didn't I tell you not to forget to bring some with you?" "Yeah, but you were in such a hurry to leave I forgot to bring the bag with me." "All right, just a minute. Guys, we're going to have to leave now. Josh needs to be changed, and he forgot to bring some extras with him," John told us disgustedly. "You guys don't have to leave. I'm sure my mom wouldn't mind Josh using some of my brother's diapers," Mark said. "C'mon Josh, let's go get you cleaned up," Mark added as he lead josh towards the house. Josh came back out 15 minutes later sporting some fresh cloth diapers in lieu of the disposable he was wearing. I also noticed that Mark was holding one of his Molicares in his right hand and had a malicious gleam to his eyes. I knew what he was up to when he pointed at John, and held up the diaper he was holding. I just smiled at this, and nodded. John barely knew what was happening. when I tackled him, and sat down on his chest. "DJ!, Whot in the Bloody Hell are ye doing!!?" John yelled from his position under me. That was the one I have always noticed about John every time he got mad, or disturbed in some way he would always revert back to speaking with an Irish accent. "I'm not doing anything," I laughed. "Josh, would you, and John mind holding your brother's legs down, and Bryon, please remove John's shorts. Both sets, please." All the younger boys started laughing at this since they guessed what was going to happen. By the time Byron had John stripped from the waist down Mark was kneeling down, and had the diaper open. With all of us working together it hardly took two minutes to get John diapered. The extra twist Mark added was a pair of locking plastic pants that he had gotten as an early Birthday present from me since I was going to be in the hospital when he had his party. "There, now you don't look so out of place," Mark said laughing as we let John up. "What the hell are these things?" John sputtered as he tried pulling the plastic pants down. "Just a little gift I got from DJ, and don't try taking them off. It won't happen without the key to the lock," Mark chuckled, as he put the key into his pocket. John stood there a few more moments tugging at the pants before he, too, started laughing. The rest of the afternoon was spent having a water balloon war. All too soon it was time for John, and Josh to head home. While Josh was changed into a fresh Attends diaper, John had the lock removed from the plastic pants he had on, and removed the very wet diaper he had on. After doing a quick wipe down he put his shorts back on. Luckily for us, his shorts had taken several hits, and were as wet as John was. We figured this way he wouldn't get into any trouble at home. The rest of the weekend went quickly, and I soon found myself heading back to the Shriners for what I hoped to be my last surgery. My time in the hospital went without incident. What was even funnier was that John from the summer before showed up about two weeks after I had gotten there. Only this time he was a great deal quieter, and didn't spout the Bible all the time. I guess getting a taste of his own medicine the summer before had calmed him down a lot. One very pleasant surprise I did get on returning home was that my brother ,Dan, had gotten connected to the Internet while I was gone, and even set me up with my own Screen Name to use when he wasn't busy on it himself. Of course one of the first things I did was look up diapers and bedwetting on it just to see what would happen. It was a shock to see how returns I got from this. One such site was Deeker's Diaper Page. I would have never guessed at the time how much I would end up visiting this site over the next couple of weeks before I started chatting with Deeker himself. This did help pass the time till the new school year was to start, and needless to say I wasn't at all looking forward to it. The first month of school had been going well. I was beginning to get into the swing of high school well enough. I was lucky enough so far that nobody had found out about my having to wear diapers. Of course this was to change all to soon. "Mom! I'm home!" I yelled as I came through the door after school. "Hi DJ," came a reply from behind me. On turning around I was surprised to see Donn standing behind me. "Hey Donn, what are you doing home so early, and what happened to your eye?" I asked, noticing the black eye Donn now sported on the left side of his face. About this time my mom came back in from the garage, and saw Donn standing by me. "What are you doing out of your room, young man!?" Mom asked sternly "I was just coming down to tell DJ Hi," Donn replied in a soft voice. "Fine. you've told him Hello, now get your butt back up into your room before I decide to paddle it again." Without another word Donn turned, and ran back upstairs. "What was that all about?" I asked as I sat my books down. "Your brother got suspended from school today for fighting," Mom told me in a tired voice. "I take it that's where he got the black eye?" Mom just nodded at this. "What started it anyway? Donn's not the kind to go off like this." "From what the principal told me some kids started making fun of the fact that Donn wears GoodNites to school. He apparently got fed up with it, and hit one of the kids, breaking their nose in the process." While I kept my face neutral to hearing this I was happy that Donn had done what he did. Without saying another word I went upstairs to start on my homework. "DJ! Dinner's ready!" Paul screamed from the stairs. I just smiled at this as I closed my books since I knew how my parents felt about us yelling in the house. I was proven right as I entered the dinning room I heard mom finish talking to Paul about yelling in the house. "How's the homework coming, DJ?" my dad asked as I sat down. "Just fine, all I have left to do is some science problems." My parents just nodded at this. I felt this was as good as time as any to spring the question I had. "Mom, Dad, if it's okay, I was wondering if I could go to the lake this weekend with Mark, and his family?" My dad's face started to cloud over when I mentioned Mark's name, but luckily he didn't say anything. "We'll talk about it later," Mom answered. I just nodded at this and let the subject drop. The rest of the evening went smoothly. After finishing my homework I changed my extremely wet diapers and went downstairs to watch a bit of TV before bed time. I noticed my mom grinning a bit as I came down wearing just a T-shirt that covered only about half of the thick night time diapers I had on. All too soon I was being run off to bed. I was kind of embarrassed when my mom came in a few minutes later to tuck me in, and give me a night time bottle. This was one of the things she had started to do on a regular basis after being told by my doctor to make sure I drank a lot of fluids during the day to help keep my Bladder flushed out. "You all ready for the weekend, DJ?" Mark asked me at lunch on Friday. "You better believe it! I'm just glad that I don't have any homework so far," I said with a laugh. "I know the feeling, You all set for tonight?" "Yep. It ought to be pretty nice going down to the lake, though you haven't told me what to pack yet." Don't worry about that. It's all been taken care of. Just be ready to go after you get off work," Mark replied with a smile. For some reason I was getting the feeling that this was a set up, but I couldn't place in what way. Scott and John soon joined us, and we all started talking about what was being planned for the weekend. Mark and his family were waiting for me outside work right as I came out the door a bit after seven that evening. As usual, I was more than happy to be getting out of work. "How was work, DJ?" Linda asked as I climbed into their van. I just groaned and shook my head in response to this question, which caused everyone else to start laughing. "Where's Bryon and John?" "They decided to spend the weekend over at my grandparents' place," Mark replied. I had to smile at this since now I wouldn't have to be bothered by them this weekend. The rest of the 3 hour trip down to the cabin went quickly. We stopped only for a quick bite to eat on the way down. "Okay, boys, time to get, up we're here," Linda announced while shaking us awake. "Huh?" I mumbled still half asleep. "Time to get up. We're at the cabin," Linda said again. I just nodded at this and stumbled out of the van. I then headed around back to help unload the car. "Don't worry about the other stuff. We'll get it in the morning," Sherri told me while guiding me towards the front door. I didn't respond to this and just followed her prodding. I hardly even remembered being led into Mark's room and being changed into one of his thick Molicare diapers. I figured this is what must have happened because when I woke up the next morning all I had on was a very wet purple diaper. Instead of getting out of bed I just lied there listening to the birds and the water lapping up against some nearby rocks. Mark started stirring a short while later. "Hey DJ, you awake?" Mark asked quietly. "Yeah." I replied, stretching out some. "How's the diaper?" Mark asked with a slight chuckle. "It's in about the same condition as yours," I laughed back. Mark chuckled even more at this. We lied there talking for about another 30 minutes before Sherri, and Linda came in to get us up. "C'mon you two, it's time to get up now. It smells like you guys really need a changing here," Sherri announced as she came into the room. We both just grinned at her. With a laugh, Sherri and Linda came over to our beds and started to untape our diapers. With a swiftness developed over years of changing older boys' diapers, Sherri and Linda had both Mark and I stripped down and wiped off in a matter of moments. After getting my nuts and butt lotioned and powdered Linda had me lift up, and placed a new diaper under me. I sighed a bit, as it was pulled up between my legs, and snugly fastened around my waist. both Mark, and I followed his mom down to the kitchen for breakfast while Linda laid out our clothes for the day. I was a bit surprised when Sherri handed us both a bottle of milk from the refrigerator and told us to go watch cartoons while she got breakfast ready. "What's with all the toddler treatment?" I asked Mark as we sat down and turned the TV on. "Well, my mom thought you looked kind of stressed out when she saw you last week, and thought that this would help out some." I just smiled at this, mainly because Mark's mom was always so good at reading my moods. I just settled down to drink my bottle and watch TV. I was glad that none of the people at school saw me like this, or I'd never hear the end of it. Linda called breakfast a short time later, and we got up to enjoy the pancakes and sausage we had smelled being made for the last twenty minutes. All right, boys, let's get you upstairs and ready for the day," Sherri said as she herded us back up to Mark's room. I was a bit taken back when I noticed what Linda had laid out for us. On Mark's, and my bed was a onesie with a toddler style design on it along with a set of snap-crotch coveralls. I heard Mark chuckling at this. "Sherri, not wanting to sound impolite, but you don't honestly expect me to wear these things, do you?" "I don't expect you to do anything you're uncomfortable with, but since your other clothes are in the wash, and we're going into town for the day, it's either wear those, or just wear your diapers. Now as cute as I think you look in them, I don't think everyone else will think so," she replied, reaching for the onesie that was on my bed. I knew then why Mark was smiling. They had set me up on this, knowing full well that I'd have no choice but to wear the clothes they brought along. "I'll get you for this, Mark," I vowed to him as Sherri dressed me. Thirty minutes later Mark and I were heading into town dressed like a pair of extremely over-grown toddlers. I soon got used to all the looks that people were giving us, and figured that this wouldn't matter anyway since nobody I knew would see me like this, or so I thought. I had no idea that this weekend would come back to haunt me just over a month later. We ended up spending most of the weekend inside due to a storm front that came through the area. All too soon we were packing things up and heading back home. I just smiled when my mom mentioned how much more relaxed I looked now than when I headed down to the lake. Before going to bed that night I got online, and wrote Deeker a short note of what had happened that weekend. I knew that he'd get a kick out of this and wanted to tell him about it before I forgot all the really juicy details. "Hey Scott, have you ever noticed that the two new guys in our English class don't seem to talk very much?" I asked at lunch one day. "Yeah, I have noticed that. I just assumed that it was because they're new to the area, and all." "Yeah, you could be right, but I think it might be something else." "What might that be?" "Well as strange as this may sound, I think they may wear diapers." "Oh jeez, not that again! I swear DJ, you've got to be the only guy that I know that could run into a diaper wearer in his sleep," Scott said with a laugh. "How about we go over and introduce ourselves?" I suggested. "Why not, and even if you're wrong about them it wouldn't hurt." True, but I don't think I am." With this, Scott and I went over to introduce ourselves to the new guys. "Excuse me, are these seats taken?" I asked, coming up to the table they were sitting at. "No, help yourselves," the slightly taller of the two said. Scott and I sat down, after thanking them. "I'm DJ," I told them, extending my hand. "I'm Scott," Scott said, also extending his hand. "I'm Tyler, this is my brother Ryan," Tyler told us, taking our hands. "How do you like your classes so far?" Scott asked after we got done with the introductions. "It's not bad, but I still wish I was back in California with all my other friends," Tyler told us. Scott and I both nodded at this thinking of how hard it must be to have this happen. By the end of lunch, Scott and I had learned that Ryan's, and Tyler's mom was a trauma nurse at one of the local hospitals, and that they had moved out here for a change of scenery after the death of their father. Over the next week, Scott and I joined Ryan and Tyler for lunch, and I was constantly asking if they wanted to come over to my house after school, but they kept brushing it off. This all but confirmed my suspicion about them wearing diapers, but didn't say anything. I finally got them to agree to come over one Wednesday afternoon. "We're home!" I heard Donn yell as he came through the door. "Hey guys," I said when they walked into the kitchen a moment later. "Hey DJ, where's Mom?" Paul asked. "She called saying that she was running a bit late, but should be home any time now," I told him. He just nodded at this and followed Donn up to their room. From the faint smell of pee I caught from Paul I knew what they would be doing. Normally I would have told them I had guests, and have them tone down their diaper level, but this time I thought it might be helpful to my guests for them to see it. Ryan, Tyler, and I were playing video games in my room when Donn and Paul came walking in wearing just their diapers. I started laughing when I noticed that Ryan, and Tyler were both staring at the Power Ranger Plastic pants that Paul had on. It took all my willpower to calm down enough to make the needed introductions. My brothers weren't a bit fazed at having some of my friends see them in their diapers, and they just sat down to join in our game. "Hey Ryan, the bathroom is down the hall. It's the second door on the right," I said when I saw the urgent look on his face. "Thanks," He mumbled, and headed out the door. I was a bit surprised that Tyler got up as well, and followed his brother out the door carrying a small duffel they had with them. This all but confirmed my suspicions about them needing diapers. My confirmation of this came a few moments later when I heard Ryan break out crying. On coming out of my room, I saw my mom backing out of the bathroom apologizing to them. "I'm sorry about all that. I should have mentioned you were in there to my mom," I told them when they came back into my room. I noticed that Ryan was still sniffling from the "interruption" they received. "Hey Ryan, it's no big deal around here if you need to wear diapers," I told him. "I know, but how many kids our age do you see wearing them?" "Several of my friends still wear them to bed, and you've already seen how my brothers are all padded up. "Yeah, but how many do you see wearing them all the time?" Ryan continued. "I can name one person right off the top of my head. That's me," I told him. "Right, you expect us to believe you just happen to wear diapers full time?" "I do, see?" I told him as I undid my pants, and showed them the wet diaper I had on underneath them. This made Ryan stop crying for a moment and take another look. "Why do you guys think I wanted you to come over? I figured it would help you to loosen up some if you knew that there were other teens around that wore diapers, too," I told them. This helped calm them down even more, and soon we were back to playing games. Only this time we left our pants off. "Ryan, Tyler?" Mom said as he stuck her head through my bedroom door. "I just got off the phone with your Mom's work. Something came up, and she'll be running late tonight, so you'll be having dinner over here." They just nodded at this like they were used to it happening. "Uh... Mrs. Morrison?" Ryan started. "Yes? Ryan?" she asked to which Ryan nodded. "I have a bit of a problem," he started nervously. Mom waited quietly for him to finish. "Well, I didn't think we were going to be staying over this late, and I didn't bring any extra diapers with me, and well..." he stammered "And you need to be changed?" Mom finished for him Ryan just nodded again looking like he was going to cry again. "It's okay, Ryan. This happens a lot around here," Mom told him. "Would you boys mind leaving for a few moments?" Mom said to me and Tyler. We nodded at this and left the room, as mom had Ryan lie down on the changing pad she had laid out. Ryan joined us a few minutes later sporting one of my Attends. As mom came down stairs she noticed that my diaper was also wet, and ran me upstairs for my own changing, though she put me into my cloth diapers instead of another Attends. The rest of the evening went smoothly, and Ryan's and Tyler's mom finally came to pick them up around 11p.m. that evening. Of course all of us boys were already in bed, and I didn't even know this had happened till the next morning. "Hey Tyler!" I called as I walked into school the next day. "I'm Ryan," Ryan answered as I got closer to him. "Yeah, Whatever." I told him, smiling. "I was wondering if you and your brother would like to spend the night this weekend?" I continued. This seemed to bring him up short a bit. I guess this is just because we just got to know each other, or that they had never been on a sleepover before. "Well, I'll have to check it out with my mom, but I don't see any problem with it. I'm not sure if Tyler will be able to make it since he seems to be coming down with some bug," Ryan replied. "That sounds good to me. Let me know what you find out," I told him as we split up to go to our classes. The rest of the day went slowly, as all my teachers decided to give heavy homework assignments. I should have figured that this was going to be a bad day when this one asshole Sophomore started calling me "diaper boy". While I knew it would get out sooner or later that I wore diapers, I was kind of hoping that it would be put off a bit longer than it did. By the time Friday rolled around I could tell that both Ryan and Tyler were a bundle of nerves concerning the sleepover, but I seemed to make them more nervous in trying to calm them down about it. "Mom, we're home!" I called as Ryan, Tyler, and myself walked through the front door of my house. Without another word I led my guests up to my room and started to step out of my pants. "You guys can use the bathroom if you need to change," I told them as I started to untape the old diaper I had on. "Okay, thanks," Ryan told me as they headed off for the bathroom. I decided to put on my normal cloth diapers for the evening that had become habit by this time. I must have startled Ryan, and Tyler a bit when they came back into my room and found me sitting on my bed wearing nothing but a T- shirt and my diapers. "Uh, DJ? Are you forgetting something?" Ryan asked. "What, you mean my pants?" I asked. Ryan just nodded at this. "Sorry, I guess I forgot to mention that I hardly ever wear pants at home. They just seem to get in the way during a change," I told them. "We aren't going to be expected to do this, are we?" Tyler asked nervously. "Not at all. You guys do whatever you're most comfortable with." This seemed to help them relax some. After about an hour Ryan, and Tyler decided to join me, and removed their pants as well. We ended up playing Nintendo till mom called us for dinner. Ryan, and Tyler both did a double take when they saw that Donn, and Paul were dressed exactly like me. We all just laughed at this Dinner was simple affair of burgers and chips since mom didn't want to try anything fancy. "Ryan, I want you to go up and change after dinner," Mom told him when she noticed that the wetness strip on the front of his diaper had changed color. "Uh, That might be a problem. We forgot to pack extras with us before we left home this morning, and these were our last ones," Ryan told us. "That's okay. You can borrow some of DJ's," she told them. The rest of dinner was spent catching up on how everyone's day went. this included my guests so they wouldn't feel left out. "Okay, boys, everyone upstairs, and hit the showers," Dad told us as mom cleared the table. There was a collective groan from the table as he told us this. "Don't give me that bit. Just do as you're asked," my father replied with a chuckle. With one final groan we got up, and headed for the stairs. Twenty minutes later Ryan, Tyler and myself walked back into my room. It was almost comical with how Ryan and Tyler jumped behind me to cover themselves when they saw that my mom was laying our diapers on the bed. "Don't worry, you two. I don't bite, besides you don't have anything I haven't seen on my own boys. Now hop up here and we can get you ready for the night," mom told us. "Guests first," I told Tyler with a wave of my hand. "Thanks a lot," he mumbled as he walked past. I just started chuckling at this. It only took mom about ten minutes to get both Ryan, and Tyler diapered up. I could tell that them wearing cloth diapers was a new experience from them with the way they kept feeling them. I expected mom to have me diaper myself has she had been having me do for the most part since I was thirteen. So what happened next really floored me. "Well, C'mon DJ, you're next," mom told me. I almost leaped over to the bed mom was using as a diapering station since I knew this wasn't going to be offered very often. This caused everyone else to start laughing. I too soon found myself densely diapered for the night, and found out why the others were rubbing themselves. My mom had apparently warmed all of our diapers up in the dryer while we were in the shower. Dad put in a movie he got on his way home from work as soon as we all got settled in. "Time for bed, everyone," Mom called several hours later. As before, this was met with a collective groan. Mom just laughed at this and gave each of us a pat on the rump to send us on our way. Though Ryan and Tyler didn't know it, this was one of the ways mom used to check and see if we need one last change before bed. Since I was diapered a bit more heavily than my guests I didn't need a change, but I could tell that both of the brothers did. Again, mom did the honors of changing them. "You guys climb into bed. I'll be back in a moment," Mom told us. While I had a feeling of what was going to happen I was kind of hoping it wouldn't. I was proved right a few minutes later when my mom returned with three bottles in her hands. She handed each one of us one of them as she tucked us in. I did turn red when she pulled Kilroy out of the closet, and place him in my arms. I could see Ryan, and Tyler both smiling at this, but didn't say anything about it. "Time to get up, boys! Breakfast will be ready shortly," my parents said as they came into the room. "Morning." I mumbled as I woke up a bit. I was more than a little shocked when I noticed that my pacifier was laying on the pillow next to me. "When the hell did they find out about that!" I thought, and waited for the shoe to drop. "C'mon, shake it loose," My dad said, shaking all of us till we showed some sign of being awake. Before I even knew what was going on I felt my mom start to pull down my plastic pants. "Wha!?" I said starting to sit up. Mom just pushed me back down, and continued to change me. I could see that Ryan was getting the same treatment from my dad. Inside of 15 minutes all three of us were sporting clean diapers, Ryan, and Tyler in some of my Attends, and me in my cloth diapers. With a final pat on our padded posteriors my parents sent us down to breakfast. "Morning, Dan," I said to my brother as I walked past. "Morning, DJ. Who are they?" he asked, looking at my guests. "Ryan. Tyler. I'd like you to meet my brother Dan," I said by way of introduction. I started laughing when I turned around and saw that both of them were taking a look at Dan then looking at me almost as if they knew what their eyes were telling them, but their brains didn't want to believe it. I just told them it was just one of the cosmic flukes. About this time my younger brothers and parents joined us. I have to admit that it was nice to be able to sit down to breakfast as a family every now and then. "You guys think you're big enough to take me down?" Dan asked after breakfast was done. With a smile on my face I tried to do just that, but soon remembered that this wasn't always as easy as it looked. I soon found myself being tossed onto the couch. Seeing my undignified flight, Ryan and Tyler decided to join in on taking my brother down. This, of course, brought Donn, and Paul in on it, siding with Dan. I'm sure it was all my parents could do to keep from laughing, seeing five obviously diapered boys, and one not so obviously diapered, forming a wiggling pile in the middle of the living room floor. Ryan almost had Dan pinned once, but lost his concentration when he felt the diaper Dan was wearing. "It's good to see you boys are having a good time," a voice said from behind us. This caused the wrestling to stop as Ryan and Tyler went over to greet their mom. "You guys go up and get changed, and dressed. We have things to do today," she told them. While Ryan and Tyler went up to do what their mom asked, we introduced ourselves to one another. I could tell that Ryan's and Tyler's mom was a bit surprised to see me and my brothers going around in just our diapers, but nothing was said about it. Ryan, and Tyler came back down about 15 minutes later, and after saying that the would see me at school Monday they left. I spent the rest of the morning, and early afternoon getting caught up on the homework I didn't do the day before, and relaxed for rest of the time after this was taken care of. "You all ready for the trip coming up, DJ?" Mark asked at Lunch on Wednesday. "You bet your ass I am. It sounds like it'll be an interesting trip," I replied smiling. About this time Ryan and Tyler had joined us at the table. I could see that they were a bit more open and relaxed than they were the previous Friday, and was glad to see that the sleep over helped them out some. "Well, look at this, we have all of the babies having lunch. Hey babies, where's you mommies?" A snide voice called from behind me. I saw Ryan and Tyler cringe at all this. Just from the voice I knew who it was, and replied in kind. "Fuck off, Patterson. I'm not in the mood," I told him without turning around. Luckily for me before it couldn't go any further than this as one of the teachers on duty came over and defused the situation that was brewing. "Man that guy is annoying," I announced a few moments later. this comment was met with general approval of everyone else at the table. "So, what should I bring with me to the lake?" I asked, as if nothing had happened. "Just clothes for a few days. Everything else is going to be provided." Mark answered. "Sounds like a plan to me," I said with a smile the rest of the lunch period went quickly. I ended up having a few more minor run-ins with Chris, and knew sooner or later things were going to really heat up. "How was work, DJ?" my mom asked when I got home that night. "About the same as usual, most of my customers were complete idiots. Other than this it was a complete madhouse," I replied. "Welcome to the real world." "I swear at times I have no idea how Dan was able to talk me into taking a job there." "As I remember it, it took your brother all of two minutes to talk you into taking the job. I believe all he had to do was mention free pizzas," my mom said with a smile. "What can I say, I must have been brain dead at the time. Oh well, too late now," I chuckled. "Well, I'm going to go take care of a little business." "I'm sure you are. I can smell it from here," Mom laughed. I just stuck my tongue out at her in way of response and headed for my room. The rest of my evening was spent getting all my homework done, and doing a little writing on my story. "Damn, Looks like it's going to be one of those types of days," I mumbled as I woke up to find that my diaper had decided to leak big time during the night. Without thinking I took off my wet diapers and dropped them on my already soaked bed, and headed off to take a quick shower. "What do you think you were doing dropping your wet diapers on your bed young man!?" My mom yelled as I walked into my room a little while later. "Morning to you too, mom," I cracked back at her. "Don't take that tone with me, DJ. Now you want to explain why you thought it was necessary to put your wet diapers on your bed? Look at how wet it is now." "Mom, would you mind cooling down a bit first. My diaper leaked last night so the bed was already wet. I didn't see the need to place the diapers in the pail since I was going to be taking the sheets down to wash them anyway before I left for school," I told her. "Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it," mom huffed before leaving the room. "Right," I mumbled after she left the room, and preceded to get dressed for school. As expected, my day had been getting steadily worse from how my morning went. Several teachers had decided to drop quizzes on us at the last moment along with giving us heavy homework loads, but little did I know what was coming my way. "Hey look, the baby's diaper is showing," the voice said. It had its owner's hand slapped the locker next to mine. "Listen Chris, I've had a really lousy day, and I don't feel like dealing with this crap right now, All right? So just drop it," I said tersely. "What? Did I hear the baby trying to tell me what to do?" Chris said as he shoved me against my locker. "I mean it Patterson, back off before I really get pissed," I told him in a low voice. "Oh yeah, and what are you going to do, baby, if I don't, huh? You going to cry for your mommy, or something?" Chris laughed, and went to push me again. While normally it takes a lot to piss me off, all of the crap I had been taking off Chris since the year started came to a boil, and the next time he came to push me I grabbed his arm and swung him face first into a nearby locker, and bounced his head off it a few times. While he was still a bit dazed I turned him around, and without even thinking I hit him right in the mouth as hard as I could. I was just about to hit him again when a hand came down on my shoulder hard. "What the hell is going on here, DJ?" our vice- principal asked as I let Chris drop to the ground, clutching his bleeding mouth. "Just a difference of opinions, sir," I replied, breathing hard from the adrenaline still going through my body. "Fine we can finish this in my office." With this he marched me off to the office, after having another student escort Chris to the Nurse's office. "Now DJ, you want to tell me what the hell that was all about?" Mr. Wink asked after closing his office door. In an eerily calm voice I told him about what had gone down, and about all the crap he had been giving me over the last couple of weeks. "I see. Well, DJ, I have no choice but to suspend you for the next week for this fight since you threw the first punch. I want to see you back in this office A week from Monday, and I better not have to deal with something like this again. Is that Clear!?" he told me sternly. "Yes, sir," I replied. "Good. While I call your mom, I want you to go get your things from your locker. Officer Ladd will escort you. Wait outside for him." I nodded to this and got up. I made it back to the office just as my mom got there, and to say she was pissed would have been a major understatement. "Don't say a single word, DJ. We'll talk about this when we get home," Mom told me as I opened my mouth when I saw her. Twenty minutes later, I was getting read the riot act by my mom at home. "I don't know what's gotten into you, DJ. What do you think you were doing?" "I was taking care of something that should have been taken care a long while back," I told her. I could tell this wasn't the answer she was looking for. "No, this isn't how you should have handled it. What you should have done it tell me, or your father, and let us handle it!" "Mom, for your information I did tell you, and dad about it, remember! You told me not to worry about it, and to just ignore him. Well Let Me Tell You It Didn't Work!, and FRANKLY, I GOT FUCKING FED UP WITH IT!!!" With this I turned around, and headed to my room. The rest off my afternoon went by slowly, and I stayed up in my room for most of it. I got to go through all of this again after dinner with my father, and like before had me heading off to my room in a majorly pissed way. The next morning I was informed that I was to be confined to my room for the entire time I was suspended from school. Later that afternoon with everyone out of the house I sneaked into Dan's room, and wrote out a quick note to Deeker about what had happened. The rest of the week went by slowly since I had very little to do. My mom had arranged it with the school that I would have my homework picked up each afternoon so I could stay caught up with my classes even though I wasn't going to receive any credit for the work I did. "Boy DJ, you wouldn't believe how fast the story of you taking Chris out has gone around school, Mark told me with a chuckle. "Yeah, I bet I'm really popular right now, I replied in a bit of a sarcastic voice. "Actually you are, Mark told me seriously. "You did something a lot of the people at school were wanting to do for quite awhile." I just nodded at this, not thinking to much of it. "The best part of all this is, Mark added with a laugh, "was that you knocked out three of his teeth when you hit him." "What, are you serious?" "Hell yes, It was the funniest thing to happen all year so far." "There's only one downside to this." "What's that?" "Because of the fight, I'm on ground, and it's highly doubtful that my mom will let me come to the lake this weekend," I said glumly. "You don't really think your parents will keep you from coming down, do you?" Mark asked in a shocked voice. The look I gave him in reply to this was all the answer he needed. By the week's end I was going batty with boredom. The only real highlight came the day before when Mark told me that Chris had be expelled from school for pulling a knife on a teacher that tried to break up another fight he started. To be honest this was a big relief to me since I knew he would have tried to start another fight with me to make up for the last one. The one good thing was my parents decided to let me go on the trip to the lake since the weather looked good enough for them to go camping. "DJ! Mark's here!" Donn yelled from the stairs. "OK! I'll be down in a moment!" I yelled back, as I finished stuffing some clothes into my bag. With this finished I flung the bag over my shoulder and headed downstairs. "Hey Mark." I called as I reached the bottom. "Hey DJ, You all ready to have some fun in the sun?" Mark answered with a smile." "You better believe it. Especially having to spend most of my time in my room over the last week." Mark just smiled at this. As we headed out to Linda's van I could see that they had already picked up Tyler. Ryan had to drop out at the last minute because his appendix flared up the night before. After a quick round of hellos, we all got it set up that Linda would drive one van with Mark, Tyler, and I while Dan, and Sherri would follow in the second Van with Bryon, Jon, Donn, and Paul. One thing that did shock me was that before we left the house Sherri, and Linda changed Paul, Donn, and I into a diaper that looked a lot like a Molicare diaper the only difference was that these were white instead of purple. "You guys ready for lunch?" Linda asked a few hours later. She started chuckling at the response we gave her. With this she got on the van's CB and called back to Dan in the other van. "DV1 to DV2 come in over?" Linda called. "DV2 here. What'cha need Linda?" I heard Sherri reply. "The babies are getting a bit hungry how about we stop off at the next exit and grab a bite?" "Sounds good to me. We'll fill up the cars as well." "It's a plan. DV1 out." I was kind of hesitant at first for stopping to eat like we were. I figured they would just do a drive-thru sort of thing, and not want to actually sit down to eat, but my hunger soon won out. "OK, guys, out of the van," Linda told us when we pulled up to the restaurant. As we filed out of the van Linda gave us each a discreet diaper check to see if we needed a change. I was a bit wet, but not enough for a change. "You guys head on in and get us a couple of tables," Sherri said coming up to us. With a nod I herded my younger brothers ahead of me. Our name was called a couple of minutes later, and I could feel the eyes of the other customers following us as we passed by. I knew they would be taking a second look to see if they were actually seeing what they thought they were. I guess it wasn't every day that they see seven kids ranging in age from 11 to 15 all in diapers. We were back on the road an hour later. I guess the heavy meal must have made me sleepy since the next thing I knew Linda was telling us it was time to get up. "OK boys, it's time for your naps," Dan told us after we finished unloading the vans and putting our bags in our rooms. "But I'm not sleepy," Paul said with a barely stifled yawn. "Yeah, right. Well, you're going to be taking one anyway." With this Dan headed us upstairs. But first we stopped off in the room that all of our changes would take place in. From the looks of it I would have had to say that this was originally set-up as a nursery. The walls were done up in a soft pastel blue with pictures of Pooh Bear, and Tigger all over it. In one corner of the room I noticed that they had placed a 30-gallon trash can. this told me that we would be using disposables the entire time we were there. In the middle of the floor were several gym mats set out as changing pads, and along the wall nearest the pads were several cases of the same thick diapers we had on now. Without any preamble Dan had us each lie down on a pad, and started to pull off the pants we had on. Soon Mark, Tyler, and I were had just our diapers on from the waist down, and Dan was soon pulling these off as well. It was a good thing that Dan had chosen to change us first because all three of us were extremely wet and messy. Dan of course proved to be as proficient as usual when it came to changing multiple diapers as it took him less than ten minutes to get all three of us changed into some clean diapers. As we headed out the door Linda met us, and took us into our room. This one was set up much like the changing room only this one had four toddler style beds in it along with a couple of dressers. We soon found ourselves being tucked into bed, handed a bottle, and being handed a stuffed animal. In my case it happened to be my teddy bear Kilroy. All three of us were fast asleep inside of two minutes of our heads hitting the pillow. I woke up several hours later, and thought that since Linda, Sherri, and Dan were wanting to treat us like toddlers all weekend I would play my part to the hilt. So with out a second thought I started to cry. Sherri came in a few moments later. "What's wrong, DJ?" she asked softly. "Diaper wet." I said with a fake pout. Sherri just chuckled at this, and helped me out of bed. As soon as I was out of bed she noticed that my diaper had leaked, and that the sheets on my bed were soaked. "Don't worry about that. You just head into the changing room while I take care of this," Sherri told me when I tried to apologize. Once Sherri had the bed stripped I saw that the bed had a plastic sheet on it. On seeing this I went ahead and headed to the changing room. I was already lying on a pad when Sherri came in from changing my bed. With out a word She knelt beside me, and started to untape my diaper. I got a bit red when "Willie" decided to make a showing as Sherri was cleaning me off. "Don't worry about that. It happens to Mark all the time." Sherri laughed as she reached out and gave my penis a quick squeeze at it's base. In moments it was soft again, and Sherri finished putting a clean diaper on me. Just as I got up off the mat Dan came in with Donn, Paul, and Mark's brothers in tow, and from the look of their diapers I had to guess that their lunch had been processed while they were asleep. Inside of an hour everyone had been woken up, and changed into a clean diaper. I could tell that Sherri was treating this as a special occasion since we were having her lasagna for dinner. Once dinner was over, and the dishes were done Sherri decided to pull out Trivial Pursuit, and put on some music instead of turning the TV on. This was one thing I could always count on Mark's moms for, they would always take one day out of the week where the five of them would just sit around playing a board game, and actually talk to each other. This probably explains why they have such a good relationship with each other. "OK, boys, time for bed," Sherri announced to my brothers and her younger sons. This, of course, started the normal complaints about it being the weekend, and as expected it had no effect on any of the adults. While Linda, and Dan head them up to the bathroom for a bath and diapering, Sherri made some bottles for them. inside of twenty minutes they were all back downstairs, and being given their bottles. Paul acted a bit fussy by all this so I tried an old trick of rubbing his belly while humming softly in his ear. To my surprise it still worked on him. After they had finished their bottles we led them into their room, and helped them into their cribs. After tucking them in we left the room. "You know, Dan, it's too bad I didn't think to bring a camera with me. With how cute those two look back there it would have made great blackmail photo to show off to their future wives." I laughed. Dan just chuckled at this. It was now time for Mark, Tyler, and me to go in for our own baths. I was just glad that we were allowed to take it by ourselves since we ended up playing a round a bit. After being placed into a fresh diaper we too, got the bottle treatment. And like Paul Dan ended up using the same trick I used on Paul to get me to relax. Now I remembered where I learned it from. "Time to wake up, DJ," Linda said as she softly shook my shoulder. "Huh?" I mumbled "It's time for breakfast. You need to get up." It was about this time I realized that I was still holding Kilroy, and had my pacifier hanging out of my mouth. Linda laughed at the sight of this and commented on how cute I looked. On looking around I could see that Mark and Tyler were already up. We finished up breakfast about an hour later, and I told Dan that he had done a great job on it. As Dan helped Sherri clear the table Linda ran the rest of us outside wearing nothing but our diapers, and T-shirt, and our shoes. Dan joined us a few minutes later having been kicked out of the house himself. I bet we made a hell of a sight to anyone driving by, having seven kids running around wearing diapers. A short time later a couple kids from up the street joined us. One was about my age, while the other two were about Donn's, and Paul's age. These must have been the family that Mark was telling me about whose sons still wore diapers to bed since nothing was said about the fact that the rest of us were wearing them. With these guys coming up Dan decided to split us up into teams for a game of full contact dodge ball. we were called in for lunch several hours later, and after lunch we were dressed and headed out to the vans for a trip into town. It did get a bit embarrassing when Linda decided to change me in the middle of a mall we were at. I was just glad that the people who saw this had no idea of who I was, and would probably never see me again. The rest of the weekend went by in a blur of diaper changes, and naps. I had to admit that I was glad that my parents let me go. This was one trip that I didn't want to miss. "So, Mark how was the party last night?" I asked him the following Monday at lunch. "Not bad. I mostly got clothes, and such," he responded with a smile. judging from his smile I knew what the "and such" was. "I'm just sorry I had to miss it, but my parents came back early from their camping trip so I had to go back on ground," Mark just nodded at this. "How did things go with Capt. Blood this morning?" John asked, referring to my meeting with Mr. Wink. "About to be expected. He read me the riot act about fighting, and told me that if it happened again that I wouldn't see the light of day again till hell froze over," I said with a roll of my eyes showing what I thought of the last line he fed me. Chapter 2 October/November "Mom?" Donn called in a weak voice. "Are you OK?" come the concerned reply. "I don't feel too well," Donn said right before he doubled over in pain. "UUUNNNGGGHHH!!!" "DONN! What is it!?" Mom called running over to his side. "My...Stomach.." Mom started feeling around my brother's belly when he said this asking if it hurt when she pressed down. Just as she pressed down over where is appendix would be he let out a blood-curdling scream then passed out. "Shit!! DJ, Go call the ambulance. Tell them that we have a possible ruptured appendix," mom told me, still muttering under her breath. I came back a few minutes later saying the ambulance would be here in just a few minutes. Don just started to come around when the ambulance crew came rushing in. After getting Donn's medical history they loaded him on a gurney, and rushed off. "DJ, I want you to leave a note for your father. Tell him what's happened, and that I've taken Donn to the hospital. Then I want you to head over to Mark's, and call Dan at work, and don't argue with me on this!" Mom said hurriedly. I just nodded dumbly to this not yet really understanding just yet what had gone on. Little did we know that just about the same time Paul had collapsed at the mall where he and my dad had gone for a little while. "DJ, what are you doing here?" Linda asked when she saw me standing on their front porch. I explained haltingly what had just happened a few minutes earlier as she guided me to their living room couch. I completely broke down about this time as I got overwhelmed by what was going on. Sherri promised to call Dan, and let him know what was going on. After doing this she just sat with me, and let me get it out of my system. About 30 minutes later Sherri got a call from my mom telling here that Paul to had come down with an Appendicitis. I would have laughed at hearing this if it wasn't so serious in Donn's case. "C'mon boys, it's time for bed," Sherri told us about an hour later. While Mark and his brothers complained at this I just nodded at this and followed the directions. After getting a quick shower Linda lead me into the nursery, where I saw that Sherri was just finishing up getting Bryon, and Jon diapered up for bed. Without even thinking I hopped up on the changing table once Jon got down. "Don't worry about all this, DJ. I'm sure everything will be fine," Sherri told me softly as she got me diapered for bed. After having some plastic pants pulled up over the cloth diapers I had on I was lead over to one of the cribs. Once I was in the crib Linda closed the gate behind me, and said she would be right back. A couple of minutes later she reappeared holding a bottle of milk with her, and placed it in my mouth. I sucked on it gently as she tucked the covers in around me. She then went over to the closet, and pulled out one of Mark's old teddy bears, and placed it in my arms. Without even thinking I pulled it securely to my chest with one hand, while I held the bottle with my other. Linda then gave me a small kiss on the forehead before turning the lights off, and leaving the room closing the door softly behind her. I awoke with a start the next day. I was still slightly out of it because I couldn't remember quite where I was, or how I got here. I started to call out softly. "How are you doing, DJ?" Sherri called when she came into the room a moment later. With how quickly she got there It confirmed my thought that the had the baby monitor set up so the could keep an ear on me in case I had a nightmare or something during the night. "Not bad, considering. Have you heard anything about my brother's condition?" I asked sleepily. "I'll bring you up to date in a bit, but first let's get you out of those wet diapers, and into a bath," Sherri replied. From how she evaded my question about my brothers I knew something was wrong, but was still to sleepy to really argue it. Thirty minutes later I found myself freshly bathed, diapered, and sitting at the kitchen table. "Sherri, will you please tell me what's going on?" I pleaded. Sensing my desperation for any information regarding my brothers she told me about the phone call she got last night. "DJ, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, but Donn's condition is serious. Apparently his appendix burst just as the doctors started to tie it off. His condition will be touch and go for the next couple of days while they monitor for infections." "He's not going to die is he?" I managed to choke out. "I would like to promise you he won't, but it's just too early to tell." She told me softly while she held my hand. "What about Paul?" I mumbled while on the verge of crying. "He's doing fine. They'll be keeping him overnight, but this is normal." I just nodded at this, and started crying again. While I knew I was never perfect when it came to how I treated my younger brothers, but the thought of losing one before I could tell them how I felt was to much for me to handle. Sherri came around the table to comfort me, and I practically leapt into her arms when she placed them around me. As promised Paul was released the next morning, and my parents brought him over to Mark's. After a quick conference, Sherri told my parents that they would look after Paul, and I while Donn was still in the hospital so the could spend as much time as they could with Donn. The following week while Donn was in the ICU ward Sherri, and Linda took to babying both Paul, and myself while we were there. I think that Mark, and his brothers were a bit jealous of this, but under the circumstances they didn't say anything about it. It was a great relief when my mom called to say that Donn had improved enough to be transferred to a regular ward. Donn spent another week in the hospital just to be sure about his condition, but he was soon headed home, and in a short time was back to his usual annoying self. The rest of the month went by slowly. The one thing I did learn that had me broken up a bit was that Ryan, and Tyler were going to be home-schooled after several hazing incidents and poor grades because of this. I was glad at least to hear that I would still be able to keep in touch with them. The rest of October, and most of November went without incident. Little did I know of the excitement that was going to be happening on Thanksgiving. "Hurry up, DJ, They're going to be here any minute!" Dan yelled. "Keep your shorts on, Dan. I'll be down in a minute I have to make a diaper change," I called back. "Of all the lousy times to have my diaper leak it would have to be now." I mumbled to myself as I stripped off my wet pants. I had just started to untape my old diaper when Dan came into my room. "Mom sent me up to change you since you seem to be taking so long," Dan told me as he started reaching for the tabs I still had fastened on my diaper. "I think I'm perfectly capable of changing myself," I shot back. "Tell that to mom," About this time the front bell rang. "Shit! Go ahead, and finish it." Dan just smirked at this. I didn't pay any attention to what Dan was doing until I happened to notice him reaching for some of my plastic pants. "I thought you were just going to put another Attends on me," I complained. "I think you look cuter this way," My brother commented as he pulled the pants up my legs. Out of habit I automatically lifted up so he could fit them around my diapers. I then noticed that Dan had also used some of the print diapers mom had just recently ordered for me from an old friend of hers. "Dan, not these please," I whined when I saw that he had chosen the diapers with the teddy bears on them. "Too late, kiddo, these are on for a while now," he said with a chuckle. The one bad thing about these diapers was that none of my regular pants would fit over them. With some finely colorful comments to Dan I followed him out of my room, and down to see our aunts, uncles, and cousins. "What the hell," my uncle Jim commented when he saw me coming down the stairs. This, of course, got everybody else's attention, and as expected this stared all the questions about why I was wearing diapers now during the day. I got used to the questions after a while, and largely ignored the comments made by my cousins. The only cousin that didn't give me a hard time, and this was because he was back in diapers full time as well due to the accident he was involved in back in April. "Dan, would you mind changing Justin while you change DJ?" Aunt Cathy called a few hours later. "That won't be a problem. C'mon Justin," Dan replied. "That's OK. I don't need to be changed yet. I'll have my mom do it later." "No, Justin, it's not OK. I can smell you from here. Now let's go get you changed," Dan replied while walking over, and placed a firm hand on Justin's shoulder. "NO!! I don't want to." "Fine. We'll do this the hard way." With that Dan picked Justin up, and flung him over his shoulder, and carried him up to my room, after stopping to get Justin's diaper bag. Once in my room Dan dropped Justin on my bed like a sack of potatoes. Justin of course was crying by this time. It took me about ten minutes to get Justin calmed down enough that Dan could change him with out worrying about getting kicked. The rest of the evening went by quickly, and soon all of our guests were leaving. I was happy to get to bed that night with how tired I was from the days activities. Chapter 3 December "DJ? could you stay after class for a moment, please?" Mrs. Bond asked. "Yes ma'am," I replied. "I'll catch up with you at lunch, Mark." I added before turning back to my teacher. "Thank you. I wanted to talk to you about the Winter play the Drama Department is putting on later this month." "What about it?" "Well, they're having a bit of a problem casting a person for the main character, and I thought maybe you would be interested in it." "Why? I don't know the first thing about acting." "That would be easy enough to change if you decided to take the part you would be switched over to the Drama Department for the rest of the semester." "What would I be doing?" "I'm not really sure. If you'd like I can arrange a meeting between you, and the Drama teacher." "I'll give it some thought, but I have to get to my next class." I told her just as the tardy bell rang. "Don't worry about that. Who's your teacher this hour?" "Captain Lavin." With this she picked up the room's intercom, and had the office ring the ROTC room. A moment later she put the phone down and turned back to me. "It's all clear. You won't get marked down." With a nod I thanked her, grabbed my books, and headed out the door. "So, what did the Battle Axe want with you?" Mark asked as I sat down at lunch a few hours later. "She wanted to know if I might be interested taking a part in the play the Drama department is doing later this month." I replied. "What did you tell her?" "I told her I'd have to think about it." "So, you going to do it?" "I might, part of it is that I get out of her class till the end of the Winter Break." "That just might be worth it right there." Mark, and I both laughed at that. Soon our conversation took other directions. "Mrs. Mclaughlin?" I asked while walking into the drama room a few days later. "Yes?" "I'm DJ Morrison. Mrs. Bond talked to me about the play." I noticed that almost all the conversation stopped in the room when I mentioned that I was there about the play. "Oh yes, DJ. Mrs. Bond was talking to me about you. Why don't step into my office here, and we can talk more about this." I was kind of nervous as we did this since I could feel almost everyone following me with their eyes. "Now DJ, did Mrs. Bond tell you about the part any?" "No. She told me that she didn't have any information on what the part was." My answer seemed to have come as a surprise to her judging by her reaction to it. "I take it she misinformed me about that?" I asked, but already knowing the answer. "Yes, I'm afraid she did." "Would you mind telling me what the part is about?" "The part is that of a toddler," I was told bluntly "A toddler?" "Yes, you see the pretense of the play is that the main character loses his wife and children in a plane crash on Christmas Eve. This causes him to start reflecting about his past Christmases as a toddler." "I see, and what would my part be if I decide to accept it? "You would be dressed and treated like a toddler for the entire play." "Okay, but why not use one of the people in the class already. I saw a couple of people out there that look younger than I do. So, what's the catch?" "You are straightforward about things aren't you?" Mrs. Mclaughlin stated with a hint of a smile. "Sorry if you disapprove, but let's just say I like to know where I stand on things like this." "Very well then, I'll be equally blunt. The catch is that in several scenes you'll be required to have only a diaper on. In fact you'll be required wear one during the entire play." "And this is why none of the others will take the part." It came out like a statement, but I got a nod in response to it anyway. "Well, to be truthful this is something I'll need to think about. When would you need an answer by?" "I'll need an answer by Monday before school at the latest, otherwise I'll either have to draw a name, or cancel the play." I just nodded at this. "I'll let you know by then, but I'll make no promises about what it'll be." Mrs. Mclaughlin just nodded somberly at this, and thanked me for coming by. "DJ!" "Huh, What?" I asked startled. "I said it was time for dinner." "Sorry mom, I guess I was a bit caught up on something from school," I told her sheepishly. "So, you want to tell us what's got you so caught up at school?" My mom asked a few minutes later. "It's nothing really. I've been offered a part in the Winter play at school, and I'm trying to decide whether I should accept the part or not," I told them, and went on to describe the part to them. "Well, what's to decide? Of course you'll do the part. I'll call up the teacher tomorrow, and tell them you'll be happy to do it, " came the sudden announcement. "Like hell you are!" I stated just as suddenly. "DJ!!" "I'm sorry mom, that's not exactly what I meant to say." "I should hope not." "It's just that this is something that I what to decide on for myself, and not have it decided for me," I told them strongly. "OK DJ, if this is how you feel about it, we'll respect your wishes on the matter," mom said, but something in her voice told me that she would probably agree for me anyway, but I was willing to give her the chance to prove me wrong. Over the next couple of days nothing was said about the play. This all changed on Friday. "Mom! I'm home!" I called as I came through the door, and headed up to my room for a quick diaper change. I came back down a few minutes later in nothing but a T-shirt, and some of my cloth diapers. I got a major shock when I walked into the kitchen for a snack. Sitting at the kitchen table was my mom, and Mrs. Mclaughlin. Like a deer caught in a car's headlights I froze for a moment. "Oh shit!" I muttered when I saw the drama teacher sitting there. Without another word I spun on my feet and run back up to my room. I made my second appearance a few minutes later, only this time I had some sweat pants covering up my diapers. "Sorry about that," I told them as I came back into the room. "I want to thank you now for agreeing to take the part, DJ," Mrs. Mclaughlin said as I was beginning to take a seat at the table. Needless to say that this statement brought me up short. "It was no problem." I told her without missing a beat, though my eyes were saying "What the hell are you talking about." "Your mom was telling me on the phone earlier today how excited you were when told them about the part, and she wanted me to know all about it. Well, I figured I'd come over, and thank you in person for accepting it. I was kind of worried there for a moment that you wouldn't want to do it," my new teacher told me. "I have to say that with what I just saw you'll be a natural for this part," she added with a smile. I just turned red at this. We spent the next half-hour going over what my part would be again, and what I would need for my costume. I did get one concession on the part for the costume, and that was I got to supply my own stuff for it. "I thought I'd asked you to stay out of this?!" I told my mom after Mrs. Mclaughlin left. "I felt that this would be a good thing for you. something to help you get used to having to wear your diapers," Mom told me lamely. "Mom, I'm perfectly adjusted in having to wear the diapers now, and even if I wasn't I would hardly call having to wear them in front of several hundred strangers a good way of easing into having to wear them! And another thing I will kindly ask that you respect my wishes when I ask you to let me make a decision concerning my life! I was planning on declining the part, but due to your jumping in on this I have to do it now. I hope you're happy!" I turned, and headed back up to my room with out even letting her get a word in on her behalf. "Come!" I called when I heard the knock at my door. "DJ, Dad wanted me to come up and tell you it's time for dinner." "Thanks, Paul. I'll be down in a moment. I told him as I finished up the math problem I was working on. "All right, will somebody tell me what the hell is going on here?!" My dad said twenty minutes later. "I'm about to get frost bite with how cold it is in here," he added. "DJ?" "There's not much to tell. Mom decided to tell my teacher that I would be happy to do the play, after I asked her not to do so. The problem is that I was planning on declining the part, but she didn't take time to find out what my decision on this was. So to keep her from looking like a fool I went ahead and agreed with what she told my teacher. I'll let you know now that I'll do my part to the best of my ability, but in the future I will ask that I be allowed to make my own decisions, unless I ask for your help with it," I told them coldly. "DJ, I am sorry about all this. I just thought that this would be a good experience for you," My mom said softly. "I know you did, and maybe I didn't have the right to come down has hard as I did on you, but you were just as wrong to agree to something on my behalf without finding out how I felt about it first," I told her a bit more warmly than I had a moment before. As I climbed into bed later that evening I couldn't help but wonder what changes I would go through this time because my mom decided to make up my mind for me again. Walking into the Drama class the following Monday was a real experience. I didn't really know what to expect, but what I saw wasn't it. Most of the people were just standing around talking, or going over previous plays. "DJ, so glad you could make it," Mrs. McLaughlin said when she saw me come through the door. "Sorry. I've never been into this area of the school before," I stated lamely. My teacher just laughed at this. "O.K. everyone settle down. This is DJ Morrison. He's agreed to help us out with the play. I'd like everyone to take the time to introduce yourselves," Mrs. McLaughlin announced. The introductions took a few minutes. Most of the younger cast members seemed relieved that I was there and willing to take the part. A few of them looked younger than I did, but I understood their reluctance to take the part. By the week's end I had to admit that this was actually going to fun to do despite my initial reluctance about taking the part. Of course the drama teacher had one more surprise to pop on me, and I found this out when I came into class that Friday. "DJ, after you drop your books off I'd like you to follow me." My teacher said with a halfway concealed smile. Judging from the chuckling going on around me, I could tell the rest of the class was in on whatever it was she was about to spring on me. "Are you going to tell me what all this is about, or do I have to guess?" I asked as we walked out of the classroom. As we headed up the hallway I saw Shelly Hendrickson, our school's head cheerleader, and the person that was going to play my "Mommy" in the play, coming our way. "Hey Shelly," I called as we got closer to each other. "Hey DJ, Hello Mrs. McLaughlin," she replied in greeting. "We're headed to give DJ his little surprise." Mrs. McLaughlin told Shelly "Cool! Mind if I tag along?" she asked with a smile. "Not at all. I'm sure DJ would like the company." "Shelly, would you tell me what all this is about?" I asked a moment later. "Now, now 'Bobby' if I told you what it was. It wouldn't be a surprise," Shelly told me in a slightly chiding voice. What really got me was the fact that she used the name I used in the play. We did some more small talk for the next couple of minutes till we got to where we were going. I was a bit stunned to see that we ended up at the Wood Shop class. Shelly and I stood off to the side while Mrs. McLaughlin went to talk to shop teacher. "So, this is the young man the item is for?" Mr. Long asked as he and my teacher came back up to us. "Well, I have to admit that this is going to be interesting. I mean, I've never made a crib this big before," He told my teacher. This, of course, got my full attention. "Excuse me, but did you say a 'crib?'" I asked cautiously. "Yeah, I make baby furniture on the side. I have to say I was a bit taken back when your teacher came to me about making one for this play," Mr. long told me. This, of course, explained all the chuckling the Drama class did when I came into the room. "Well, Let's get some measurements here so we can get started on this," Mr. Long added. "What do you mean by 'we?'" I asked "Since this is going to be a rush job. I decided to turn this into the Senior class Semester Project." On the outside I was just nodding at this, but on the inside I was thinking something entirely different. "Hey DJ, you already for your bed to get ready?" I heard called as I walked into the lunch room a few days later. "Why, you thinking of giving it a test run or something?" I shot back. This of course got the rest of the people at the hecklers' table laughing. "What was that all about?" Mark asked when I sat down after getting my lunch. "Nothing. Just some of the guys from the Wood class giving me a hard time," I replied. "I could tell that, but what was it about?" "I guess you guys haven't heard yet then, huh?" "Heard about what?" With a brief smile I filled them in all that had happened since I took the part in the play. "You're kidding, right?" John stated in shock as I got to the part about the crib. "I wish I was, but it's really being built," I told them seriously. Mark, and John started chuckling at this. I couldn't help but join them. "You going to be able to come over after school tonight?" John asked. "Sorry, John, but I have practice tonight." I told him. He just nodded at this, though I could tell he was upset by this. Mark changed the conversation after this, and we started talking about the up coming Christmas break. "I have to say, DJ, you definitely bring a new flare to your character. The last time we did this when I was a Sophomore the person they had doing your part was like a robot, and had no personality," Shelly told me as we walked out of the school after practice that evening. "Thanks, I'll take that as a compliment. I have to say that I was kind of nervous at first doing this, but now I'm glad I did," I said with a wink. Shelly just laughed at this. "Ah, shit!" I said as I looked around the parking lot. "What is it?" "It looks like my ride didn't show up." "That's no big deal. I can give you a lift home if you want." "I wouldn't mind it, but I don't want to take the risk of having them just being late and waiting for me when I'm not even here. "That's no problem either, you can use my car phone," she said as we headed towards her car. "That would be great, thanks," I told her. "Mom? Is Dad still there?" I asked when the phone picked up. "Yes he is, where are you?" She asked, slightly irate. "I had the play practice tonight, remember? Dad said he would pick me up." "Oh god, that was tonight, wasn't it. I'll be up right away." "It's OK mom, I was just calling to say that I got a lift already, and you don't need to worry about it. I should be home in about 15 minutes, or so." "OK, we'll see you then," Mom said before hanging up. "Thanks for the lift, Shelly. I'll see tomorrow. Drive safely," I said as I got out of the car. "It was no big deal. Glad to help," she replied with a smile. "I'm home!" I yelled a moment later as I burst through the door. "I'm sorry about having forgotten about picking you up, DJ," Mom said a second later. "Don't worry about it. These things happen." "Anyway, dinner's on the table waiting for you." "OK, let me go change, and I'll be right down." Mom just nodded at this. I was back downstairs less than 15 minutes later, after making a quick diaper change and climbing into some dry clothes. After dinner, I sat down and told my parents about what was happening with the play so far, and admitted that I was actually having fun with it. I then spent the rest of the evening getting caught up on my homework, and going over the play some more. The rest of the week went by quickly with me spending most of my free time in practice for the play. "OK people, This will be the last normal rehearsal before the play starts. After today they'll all be in full costumes. DJ, I'll need you to bring in what you plan on using during the play, so I can see if it'll work or not," , Mrs. McLaughin told us, "And DJ, Mr. Long wants to see you in the Wood shop now. He wants you to test the crib before they finish it to make sure it'll take your weight, and such." The rest of the class started chuckling at this. I just turned a bright red, and got permission to go up and check things out. "You wanted to see me, Mr. Long?" I called when I walked into the Wood shop. "Yeah, DJ. You're just the person I wanted see. C'mon over here, and we'll see how the crib works." I was a bit taken back when Mr. Long pulled the drop cover off the crib. I was expecting it to look like a simple crib with it just having some wooden slats, and such. Instead I was looking at a crib that had some serious thought behind it. It looked like it was made out of a high grade Cherry, and instead of simple wood slats for the head, and foot boards it had been cut from solid pieces of wood, and had teddy bear designs carved into it. The rails also had some very intricate carvings in them as well. What really got me though was the fact they had placed some building blocks on the foot board with my initials on them. "Well, hop on in there, and lets test the thing out," Mr. Long stated with a smile. I didn't have to be told twice. With a small boost I was soon in the crib with the gate pulled up after me. "Toss around some so I can see how sturdy this is." I did as I was told. After about thirty seconds of this Mr. long had me stop. "Well, everything looks OK. You can go back to class. now, and tell your teacher it'll be ready by Friday no problem. The rest of the day went by in a blur with most of my thoughts leaning back towards the crib. "Did you remember to bring the clothes with you, DJ?" Mrs. Mclaughlin asked when I entered the small theater the next afternoon. "Sure, I have them right here," I said with a little embarrassment. "Well, let's take a look at them." With this I opened the duffel bag I had with me. The smile my teacher had only got wider as she pulled more of the things out of the bag. I noticed that several of the other people in the play came over to watch this. "I must say DJ, these will be perfect for the play." my teacher announced while holding up one of my onesies. I knew of course that she wouldn't have any trouble with my selection of clothes. what she really got a kick out of where the several sets of cloth diapers, and plastic pants I brought along with me to wear over my disposable ones. "DJ, these look like they'll fit you like a glove." Mrs. McLaughlin commented when she held up one of the cloth diapers. I just chuckled at this thinking if she only knew the whole story behind the diaper she was holding. The rest of the afternoon went quickly, and the run through of the play went a lot smoother than I thought it would. I was pleased to learn that I wasn't going to have to bother with racing around like all the others in the play when it came to costume changes. I was told that the few changes I would have to go through were going to be carried out on stage, and Shelly would be doing the honors of this in most cases. "How did school go today, DJ?" My mom asked when I got home that night. "It was long, but wasn't too big of a bite." I smiled, and started to fill her in on what had been going on. I knew that because of all the fun I was now having my mom would become insufferable about it, and she proved me correct in this assumption. "Well, aren't you glad that I went ahead and said you'd do it?" "While I do admit that you were correct in that this would be a fun thing to do, it still doesn't excuse you from having gone behind my back on saying that I'd do it," I responded mildly. I got a frown in response to this as I knew I would, but I wasn't too worried about it. "Oh, before I forget about it, I think you might like these," I said smiling. "What are these?" "Tickets to the play, what else, or were you going to just stay at home during the play?" Mom just smiled at this and shooed me upstairs to change. "So DJ, are you ready for tomorrow night?" My dad asked at dinner a few hours later. "I think I am, but to be honest I don't think I've ever been this nervous in my life." This got a chuckle out of everyone at the table. "I'm sure you'll do fine. Just concentrate on your lines, and such, and you'll breeze though this." I just nodded at this. The rest of the dinner conversation centered around how everyone else's day went. I was glad for the change because it seemed the more they focused on the play the more nervous I got about it. What I was really dreading was the next day when we would spend most of the day rehearsing the play in front of people during lunch. I decided to go to bed early that night since I knew I would be a wreck the next day if I didn't. "OK everyone!" Mrs. Mclaughlin shouted over the noise of everybody talking. "I just want you all to know how proud I am of all of you. You've done a lot in the past few weeks, and should be commended on this. Let's try to make this one of our best plays ever." She continued once we all quieted down. After giving us some last minute instructions and pointers we headed up to the main auditorium to begin our day-long practice session. The next few hours were a blur to me as we went through getting the play even more refined than it was. "OK, that was our best run through yet. I want you all to take an hour to go get something to eat, and be back here in one hour," our teacher yelled. With this said all the cast members started heading towards the lunch room. Without even thinking I followed them out, and soon realized that I was still in costume. By this time of course it was too late to think about going back to change into my normal clothes so I didn't. You could have heard a pin drop when I walked into the cafeteria. I just ignored all the stares as I got into line to get my lunch. About this time the catcalls, and whistling started up. I just took all of this in stride, and didn't let it bother me since I knew the people doing most of the heckling wouldn't have the balls to do what I was. "Damn DJ! I thought those looked familiar when I saw you come out on stage in them," Mark commented as I took a seat with him, Scott, and Tom. "I figured you would," I replied smiling. "What are you talking about?" Tom piped in. "Mark's referring to the sleepers I have on," I told him. "What about them? I think the sewing class did a great job on them. They look almost like a real pair of sleepers." At this last comment Mark, and I both cracked up laughing. "What's so funny?" Scott asked. Mark waved to me to answer this because he was still trying to catch his breath. "The reason Mark thinks that these look so realistic is that are. My mom got them for me a couple of months back when she went to visit some friends in Boise. She ran into a place that makes them, so she picked up some for Donn, Paul, and myself." I told them with a smile. This got both Scott, and Tom laughing when they realized that all the things I was using for the play were items I brought from home, and weren't props. We then switched topics to the coming school break, and what we planed on doing. The rest of the day quick went past, and instead of going home most of the cast decided to find a place in the library to get caught up on the home work that our other teachers had dropped off. In a blur of activity I soon found myself sitting center stage in my crib waiting for the curtain to go up on the play. As I saw the curtain begin to rise I started to whine, and by the time the it was all the way up my whine had become a full fledged wail. I soon had Shelly coming over to me and helping me out of the crib, and over to a table that had been redone to look like a changing table. "We need to get Danny all cleaned up don't we?" Shelly said while undoing my sleeper, and my outer diapers. I just giggled through all this. What really caught my attention was that when Shelly opened up the cloth diapers, and saw my real one she changed her lines a bit. "Looks like you really do need a change, kiddo, you're soaked!" I turned a bright red when I looked down to see that she was right the diaper I had on under the others was soaked, and about to start leaking. The audience seemed to love this bit of ad-lib judging from the laughs it got. Luckily for me this part of the play ended soon afterwards, and I was able to get off stage. I headed for the bathroom to do a quick change, and by the time I got back Mrs. McLaughlin was instructing Shelly not to do any more additions like that. Of course neither of them knew about my little plan for later in the play. Several hours later as the play was about to end I found myself on the changing again getting my final diaper change. Just as Shelly was pulling back my prop diaper I started working the squeeze bulb in my hand, and shot a stream of water up towards Shelly's face. She acted like she was about to get snake bit when this happened, and slapped the diaper back down over me. I was laughing like crazy at this as was most of the parents in the audience. I knew this part was going to be a hit, and hoped that some shots had been gotten of it. "That was a mean thing you did back there," Shelly stated when the curtain came done for the final time. "What can I say, it seemed like the thing to do at the time," I chuckled. "Besides you should have seen the look on your face when that water came up at you." I added. A moment later Shelly to started laughing when she thought of what her faced looked like at that moment. A few moments later Mrs. McLaughlin had us line up near the stage, and stared introducing us to the audience. I was shocked that when my name was called people stood up as the clapped. I was totally stunned by this. While I thought I had done an OK job I hardly thought it deserved a Standing Ovation. I bowed slightly at this, and took my place with the rest of the cast. "DJ I have to say that you did wonderfully," My mom said as I came out front about 30 minutes later. This time dressed in my street clothes. "Thanks mom," I told her smiling. Dad was smiling a bit when he came back out of the building a few minutes later, and nodded slightly to my mom. After another round of saying how great I was we headed off to get some dinner. I headed straight to bed when we got home about two hours later. I never realized how tiring something like this could be. The rest of the performances went just as well as the first, and soon school was out for the Winter Break. I did happen to get one really big shock when I came home from work one day to find the crib from the play set up in my room. I was about to complain about it being there, but decided against it. Chapter 4 December/January I was still on a high when I walked back into my English class after the play ended. Though this was to be short lived. "So nice of you to join us again, Mr. Morrison," My English teacher commented in a bit of a sarcastic tone. "It's nice to be back," I replied with equal sarcasm, though this seemed to go right over the teacher's head. "Well, while you were gone We started a new reading assignment." With this said she handed me a stack of papers, and a copy of "The Three Musketeers". "These will need to be filled out on each chapter, and a four-page report will be due on the book when you return from the Holiday Break. Even though I just nodded at all this I was starting to get pissed off by all this crap she was giving us. "Mrs. Bond? I was wondering if it would be OK if I used my own copy of the book for this assignment?" I asked when I noticed that the copy she handed me was about 200 pages short of what it should be. "That shouldn't be a problem, but I'll need to see the copy to approve it." I just nodded at this, and joined everyone else in reading the book. I knew just from the first chapter that this was a highly watered down version. "I don't know about you guys, but it seems to me that the 'Axe' back there has a serious tick up her ass about loading us down with all this work to do over the break," I mentioned to several classmates as we walked to the hall after class ended. This was met with several comments of agreement. "I wouldn't be at all surprised if she pulls the same stunt she did last time," One kid commented. "I wouldn't be shocked, either," I replied thinking about the last time, and how after giving us a novel to read, and having us do a rather large sized assignment over it she told us that this would be just for practice, and made the reports worth only ten points. Needless to say this ticked off a lot of people. "If she does that this time I'm going to bloody well walk out of the damned class," John mentioned. This too, got hearty approval. After a few more moments of chatting we split up to throw our books into our lockers, and head home. "I'm home!" I yelled about two hours later. "Hey DJ," Donn said as I walked into the kitchen a moment later. "Hey Donn. Where's Paul?" "He went over to Josh's house to play." "Do you know if he finished his homework first?" "I know he worked on at least some of it." With a nod I went over to Paul's backpack, and pulled out his Day Planner, and his books. Like most schools in our district Paul's, and Donn's school required the teachers to have their students to write down all their assignments, and the due dates for them when they were given. After taking a quick look at the planner, and what he had actually gotten done I made a note on the board mom had posted. I hoped mom wasn't in a bad mood when she got home, or Paul would be in for it more than he already was seeing that he had a couple of things that were due the next day, but he only had half of them done. With a shake of my head, I headed up to get started on my own homework. I did this after going through a quick run to the bathroom, and a diaper change. Mom got home about an hour later, and as expected she started calling for Paul the moment she saw the comments I made on his Homework Board. "DJ, have you seen Paul?" Mom asked sticking her head through the doorway to my room. "No, Donn said he went over to Josh's house to mess around, and Donn went over to Jason's. I already went over his work, and it's all completed." "OK. How's your homework coming?" "Not bad, I have everything done, except for English, and I plan on doing it over Christmas Break," I said, as I handed over my own Assignment book to forestall any blow up that might occur. Mom just nodded at this, and handed me back my book. About this time Paul came home, and I figured that it would be best if I just stayed in my room for a while. I was glad I did since I could hear the little discussion my mom and brother were having downstairs. About an hour later Dan came into my room, and informed me that we were going out for dinner since nobody felt like cooking. I just smiled at this and quickly changed into some of my Attends, and got dressed. The rest of the evening went quietly. The next day at school went well right up till the time I got to English. I could tell that "Battle Axe" Bond was on the warpath from the raised voices I heard coming from her classroom. "OK, everyone sit down now, and pull out your books. Since it seems that several of you don't think that this assignment deserves serious consideration we're going to start reading it class." This created several groans from the class. I felt now was as good time as any to get my copy approved. "Mrs. Bond?" I asked politely "Yes DJ?" "You wanted me to bring in my copy of the book for your approval." "OK, well bring it up here so I can see it." With a shrug I got up and went forward to let her see it. I thought she was going to have a stroke when she took a closer look at it. "What are you doing with this!?" She asked me sternly. "Reading it. What else would I do with a book? Why, what's the problem with it?" "The problem, Mr. Morrison, is that this version of the book is not appropriate for your grade level." "You're kidding me, right?" I asked in surprise. "No, I most certainly am not kidding you, and kindly don't take that tone with me, young man!" "Would you mind telling why you feel this is so inappropriate for me to read?" "It's just the whole basis of the book. I mean the thought that a person of the cloth could plot to overthrow a King, attempt to seduce a Queen, and arrange a murder is totally mind-numbing." "Well, what can I say, from what I've read of the time period this sort of thing happened all the time, besides if you take out all the sex, and back-stabbing that go on in the book you'll end up with a copy of it that's so watered down it wouldn't even be worth reading!" "Well, I can tell what reading like books like this has done to you. I have half a mind to tell your parents about you having a book like this, and let them deal with it. What do you think about that!" "Go for it! Who do you think gave me the book to read in the first place!" "That does it! I'll not be spoken to in this manner, get your books, and go to the office!" "Fine! It'll be better than sticking around here!" With that I took my book from her hand, got my other things, and headed out of the room. I found that she had called ahead to the office because our Vice-Principal was waiting for me to arrive. "So, DJ, you want to tell me what all this is about?" Mr. Riggs asked after he closed his office door. "There's not much to say, sir. Mrs. Bond had a major fit when I tried to get the OK to use a personal copy of the book we're currently reading in class. She told me that she felt that it was inappropriate for my grade level," I answered, and told him what happened after this. "May I see the book?" Since I knew I didn't have anything to worry about I handed him over the book and let him look over it. "Your kidding me, right?" Mr. Riggs asked a moment later. "No sir, that's the book I showed her." "And she blew up about this?" I just nodded at this. Without another word he picked up the intercom phone by his desk, and had Mrs. Bond come down to talk this over. "I hope this is important. I have a class right now," Mrs. Bond said by way of greeting when she came into Mr. Riggs's office. "This will only take a moment. I'd like your side of what went on when Mr. Morrison here showed you the book he wanted to use in your class," Mr. Riggs requested. This seemed to anger my teacher even more, as she started going off even worse than she had in class. Mr. Riggs broke in a few moments later. "Mrs. Bond, if you're quite through, I have to say that I don't think that I've ever seen such unprofessional display in my entire time as a teacher, or administrator. I think you should be happy that one of your students is willing to do more than the assignment calls for. I'm personally going to approve the use of Mr. Morrison's copy of this book for the assignment, and don't want to hear another word about this, or anything this again do I make myself clear?" Mr. Riggs shot back in a very calm voice, but one that stated that he wasn't going to put up with any challenges on this. "Mr. Riggs?" I interrupted politely. "Yes, DJ?" "I was wondering if there would be any chance that I could get switched to another English class when the new semester starts next month. After this little incident I don't think I'd get a fair shake in this class from here out." I said calmly. As expected my teacher stared going off again at this. "Are you trying to imply, Mr. Morrison, that I would deliberately lower your assignment grades just to get back at you?" Mrs. Bond shot in acidly. "I'm not implying anything. I'm saying it outright. I don't think you'll judge my future work fairly after this," I told he plainly. Mr. Riggs held up his hand before this exchange could go any further. "I'll see what I can do about the switch. In the meantime, if you feel that any of your grades have been purposely lowered bring them into me, and I'll look over them myself." I just nodded at this. Just as I did so the final be rang for the day. "You can head on home now." I just nodded at this got my things together, and left. "Mrs. Bond, I'll ask you to stay a moment longer, please," Mr. Riggs added as my teacher was getting up. Mark was waiting for me at my locker when I got there. "So what happened? Bond was still going off when she got called down to the office. For a moment there we thought she was going to have a stroke," Mark said with a smile. I started smiling at the thought of this myself, as I filled Mark in on what had happened. "Sounds like you and Riggs really let her have it." I just nodded at this. "I'm just glad that I won't have to deal with her for the next couple of weeks," Mark nodded at this himself. "It's too bad that Ryan, and Tyler won't be around to have any fun with us over the break." "Tell me about it," I replied glumly thinking back a couple of days to when Ryan had informed me that they were going to be moving to Arizona once the Break started. I wasn't looking forward to this at all since I had a couple of other friends move away in the last couple of months. I knew at least this time I was going to be able to keep in touch with them. Mark and I talked for a while longer, and soon was at the turnoff for his street. "I'll talk at you later," I called as Mark turned in. He just waved in response. "Mom, I'm home!" I called as usual as I came through the door. "Go up to your room right now! I want to talk to you about something," Mom said in greeting. Knowing full well what this was going to be about I headed up to my room, and decided to change into some clean, dry diapers while I was waiting. Mom entered my room just as I was pulling the plastic pants up over my diapers. "I got a very irate phone call from your English teacher a little while ago. You want to tell me what happened?" That was the thing I did like about my mom unless you caught her right at the beginning of a bad mood she'd give you the chance to tell your side of the problem. After taking a moment to compose my thoughts, I told her what happened. Adding at the end that if she wanted to she could call the school back, and speak with Mr. Riggs about it. I guess this was the factor that got her to believe that I wasn't telling only part of the story. I knew that if she thought I wasn't telling her everything, or trying to bluff her she'd make the call, and I'd really be in for it once she found out what really was going on. She just nodded at this and let me finish getting dressed. Nothing else was mentioned about this. As expected, Christmas Day came in with roar at our house unlike my cousins, my brothers, and I weren't able to open any of our gifts till everyone else got to our place. Trying to make it through the day in this manner was a pain. I did find it highly unusual that about mid-afternoon my parents had Dan take Donn, Paul, Jason, Seamus and myself to a movie. It only got weirder when we got back home shortly before the rest of the family got there. Dan herded my brothers and I up to his room and preceded to change us. Dan, being his normal self, decided to send us back out into the family room without our pants. This, of course, started some chuckles from family members, along with the usual comments about how cute we looked in just our dydees. My Aunt Cathy took a notion off of this, and my cousin Justin found himself without any pants after he came back from his own changing. The rest of the evening went by quickly, and we soon started in on opening the presents, as expected this cause all of us kids to go crazy. "Okay everyone, we only have three more gifts to hand out," My Aunt Cathy called out thirty minutes later. "Donn, Paul these are for you," She said with a hint of smile, as a large box was handed off to my brothers. With reckless abandon my brothers tore the wrapping paper off the boxes, and ripped the boxes open. "MOMMM! Did you have to wrap these up!?" Donn, and Paul stated in almost perfect unison. Everybody started chuckling when Paul pulled out a thick sparkling white cloth diaper. "Oh quit your whining Paul, and just think of these as some really thick underwear!" I said with more than a little amusement. This of course got everyone chuckling again. "DJ, the last present is yours, and it's up in your room," Mom stated with a smile. I looked at her funny for a moment before I took off for my room. I guess my heavily padded posterior must have been a sight because the laughter started again. I stopped dead in my tracks when I looked in to my room, and saw that single bed that had been on one side of the room was gone, and in it's place was a crib, and on taking a closer look at it I realized that it was the same one I used in the play. I looked up when a flash went off, and I saw my family gathered around the doorway to my room. To say I was speechless would have been an understatement. "Mrs. Mclaughlin and Mr. Cook thought you might like having it. They figured it'd get more use here than if they just put it into storage at the school," She said smiling. I just shook my head at this, and smiled myself. This explained why they had Dan get my out of the house earlier. It was then that I noticed they the crib had already been made up, and was ready for use. I also noticed that propped up in the corner by the pillows was a large stuffed "Tigger". I couldn't resist picking him up right away. "Thanks Dan!" I said with a huge smile when I read the card to see who it was from. "You're Welcome, squirt," Dan replied messing my hair up as he said this. "Who wants some dessert?" Dad asked a moment later. All of us replied we did. I got a few more chuckles as I brought Tigger down with me instead of putting him back in the crib. The rest of the night went by quickly. All too soon Cathy, Jim, and my cousins were heading back home, and the rest of us kids were getting sent to bed so the adults could have some time to themselves. "OK, everyone under the age of 21 time for bed," My dad called out. This started the usual protest from all of the people involved, except for my cousin Amanda who had already been put to bed. "None of that you guys it's been a long day, and you need to get some rest." My Uncle Sean told us calmly, but in a voice that told us to do as we were asked. About this time my mom, Aunt Karen, and Dan came back downstairs with their arms loaded down with changing supplies. With little fanfare my brothers, cousins, and I were all laid on our backs, and had our pants, or diapers changed over for some fresh ones. With each adult taking charge of one of kids the changing didn't take more than five minutes. As the plastic pants were pulled up over our diapers we were each handed a pair of footed sleepers. I could tell that the ones that Jason, and Seamus got were some of Donn's, and Paul's old ones. "OK, up to bed with you." Karen said with a light swat to each of our tightly wrapped rears. As I entered my room I headed right to the crib without even thinking. This generated a chuckle from my dad as he helped me into it. I was almost a sleep when my mom came in a few moment later to give me a bottle, and tuck me in. I must have been a sight to behold curled up in a crib while cuddling a stuffed animal, sucking on a bottle of milk. All too soon, Sean, Karen, and my cousins left for home, and it was time for me to start thinking of going back to school. John, and I spent most of our time getting into snowball fights with his brother and sister and my brothers. I would have liked to get Mark and his brothers in on this, but his mom had made last minute plans to go visit some relatives out in California. The only thing I had left to look forward to during this time was my parents' New Year's Eve Party. "Now remember you guys, we don't want to have to come down and tell you to keep things down tonight, OK? We've left you a good supply of snacks, and such, so there should be no reason for any of you to have to come upstairs once the guests arrive," My dad told us in the way of last-minute instructions. My brothers and I all nodded at this, but mentally rolled our eyes to this. My dad had been browbeating us with this ever since mid-afternoon. My parents had even had all of us get ready for bed early. Except of course for my older brother Dan, since he was over 21 my parents were allowing him to join in on the party. The evening went just fine until about ten minutes to midnight. "Paul, wake up. Mom, and Dad want to see you for a moment," Dan said while shaking him. "Huh?" Came the sleepy reply. "Mom wants to see you for a moment." "OK. Give me a moment." By this time Donn, and I were awake, and trying to keep from laughing at what was going on. Dan finally got Paul up, and moving. He managed to get Paul upstairs and into the family room just as everyone started shouting "Happy New Year" it was then that they noticed Paul and how he was dressed. Somehow Dan was able to get Paul out of his sleeper, and change him from the disposable that he wore to bed into some of the new cloth diapers he had gotten for Christmas. To this Dan had added a shoulder sash that Said "Happy New Year" on the front, and "1998" across the back in gold letters. Aside from this Paul still had a pacifier hanging from the corner of his mouth, and holding a large stuffed "Pooh" bear. All you could hear for a few moments was Donn's and my laughter coming from the next room. Paul was still mostly asleep when Dan presented him to my parents, this surprised me some since Paul had received numerous pats to the diaper as he walked by some of the guests. Mom picked Paul up, and after giving Dan a bit of a reproachful look brought him back downstairs, and tucked him back into his sleeping bag. I don't think he ever figured out how he managed to wake up in cloth diapers since none of them were brought down with us. Dan, Donn, and I all got a bit chewing out the next morning, but felt that this was worth it. I soon found myself back in school and hating every minute. The worst part of it was dealing with Mrs. Bond. I guess she was still holding a grudge against me. "OK class, before we begin, I want to mention to you that because of all the trouble Mr. Morrison caused last time in class I've decided to change the point value of the report you did. It will now be considered the same as a quiz." Needless to say this caused some every heated comments. "That's a bloody crock!" John said in a loud enough voice that we knew Mrs. Bond had to have heard him. "What was that, young man?!" "You heard me! You have us waste our time doing this large of assignment, and then you go and make it worth a lousy ten points! I don't know about anyone else here, but you can just shove the points up your ARSE!" With this final comment John packed his books up, and walked out of the class. This started a stampede so to speak as roughly three- fourths of the class followed him. With myself being the second person through the door. I caught hell when I showed up at home to find my mom there, and had to explain what I was doing home so early. I was just glad that this was a Friday, and that I would have the weekend to simmer down. I was almost tempted to trash the report but thought better of it. I was kind of surprised to see that we had a substitute the following Monday, and that he was going to be taking over the class. We were told that everyone who wanted to turn in the report would receive a normal grade on it like it was a normal assignment. While all this was going on all the people in our class was called down to the office to explain what had been going on in this class for the last several weeks. Luckily, none of were disciplined further than getting detention. We found out two days later that over the previous weekend Mrs. Bond suffered a heart attack while driving, and ran her car into a bridge abutment. She was the only fatality in this accident. While I do feel sorry for the loss her family must be dealing with, I have to say that the loss to the teaching profession was minimal. Chapter 5 February ---------- "Are you OK, DJ?" my mom asked when I got home from school. "Yeah, why do you ask?" "Well, you tend to be limping on your left leg." "Oh that. I think I might have pulled a leg muscle when I slipped on some ice earlier today." "Did you have anyone take a look at it yet?" "I had the nurse take a look at it after it happened, and she didn't think it was that serious." "OK, but we'll still have Dr. Montgomery take a look at it when you see him tomorrow." "OK," I told her before heading off to change the messy diaper I had on. By the next morning my leg had stiffened up considerably, and I could barely move it. When my mom saw how much trouble I was now having she called the doctor, and got my appointment moved up to where I was the first person in. After doing this, mom came back in to my room, and helped me change into a clean diaper, and get dressed. While normally I'd complain about this, I was in to much pain to deal with that this morning. I soon found myself being helped into the back-seat of my mom's car, and we headed off. "Well, DJ, from what I can tell you've managed to pull several muscles in both your thigh, and calf, but nothing seems to be broken, or torn so I think all this should pass in a week or so. I'm going to give you a prescription for some mild pain killers, and a muscle relaxant. I want you to stay off that leg as much as possible. In fact, I'm going to have your mom get you a set of crutches to use for a two- week period. After that time I want to have you come back in, and we'll take another look at the leg." Turning to my mom he continued," Mrs. Morrison, for the first few days the medications might make DJ groggy so you might want to keep him home during this time. If he seems to be having any side effects at all I want you to stop the dosage, and call me immediately." Both my mom and I nodded at this, and Dr. Montgomery started going over the tests he had run on my bladder and bowels. As expected there hadn't been any changes in this. "Well, DJ, it looks like you get to take a long weekend," mom chuckled as we headed back to the car after making a quick stop at the pharmacy located in the building. "Yeah, but this isn't quite the way I hoped to do it," I replied with a bit of a smile myself. Once we got home I took a dose of the medications my mom had picked up and crawled into my crib for a nap. For the next couple of days every thing seemed to going great until Saturday evening. "Mom, I think maybe you should call the doctor. I feel really funny," I announced as I sat down on the living room couch. These would be the last words I remember saying until I came to almost three days later. "Where am I?" I called groggily "You're in the hospital. What's the last thing you remember?" a nurse asked me. "I was telling my mom that I was feeling kind of funny, and then I sat down on our couch. I guess I must have passed out because I don't remember anything else," I replied sleepily. "That's all right. Let me call your doctor and parents, then I'll be back in to change your diaper," the nurse said softly. "What time is it?" "It's about two in the morning." "Don't call my parents, you'll only wake them up," I mumbled before falling back asleep. When I woke up again light was coming through the partially closed blinds. As I began to focus more I could tell that my parents and doctor were in the room. "So good of you to decide to join us again," my doctor quipped when he saw my eyes open. I just half smiled at this. "What happened?" "You are recovering from what looks like an acute case of Anaphylaxis Shock." I again just nodded at this. "What day is it?" I asked still a bit out of it. "It's Tuesday morning," my mom said while taking my hand. I just slumped back at this not really sure of how to take that I'd just lost three days from my life. "Some orderlies will be in a few minutes to move you to a regular room. We'll be keeping him overnight to make sure that there aren't any further complications," the doctor stated as he finished looking me over. With a final pat on my leg he left the room, and the orderlies came in to move me to a normal room. It was then that I noticed that somebody had propped Tigger up on a shelf next to my bed, and as I was wheeled out of the room my dad placed him next to me. The rest of the week went quietly as my parents keep me home from school to let me rest since I was still trying to recover from the near death experience I had. Several of my friends stopped by just to see how I was doing. To be truthful I feel this is what helped me the most. "Hey DJ, how are you feeling?" Mark asked a few days after I came back to school from my little incident. "Not too bad, but let me tell you, it was a hell of a way to find out that I'm allergic to certain medications," I replied with a slight smile. Mark just laughed at this. "Well, it's good to have you back. I was wondering if you'd like to come over for a sleep over this weekend?" "I wouldn't mind it, but I'm totally swamped in homework trying to make up for the time I missed. I'll be having to work through most of the weekend just to get caught up." Mark looked a bit put out by this but he took the news well. As planned, I spent the entire weekend trying to get all my back work made up. The rest of the month, and well into March our teachers piled so much work onto us that Mark, and I never did get around to having another sleep over. Chapter 6 March ----- "I swear, I don't know what I'm going to do with you two?" I heard my mom announce as she came through the door after picking my brothers up from school. "What happened?" I inquired as I took one of the grocery bags from her arms. "The same thing that's happened every day this week. Both of your brothers each had another accident." With how I heard her stress "accident" I knew my mom didn't believe that theory very much. "Would you mind going up and make sure that they've each gotten a shower, and get them diapered for the night. Also, inform them that they're not to come out of their room until I have a chance to talk this over with their father." I just nodded to this and headed upstairs. I stopped briefly in the bathroom to get a bath ready for them. "Well, you both have managed to royally piss mom off again." I stated as I walked into my brother's room. "What do you mean?" Donn asked while pulling his shirt off. "This is what I mean," I answered as I held up the bag containing his wet underwear and jeans. "It was an accident," Paul piped in from behind me. "Yeah, right. Just like all the other ones you've both had every day this week? Anyway, mom wants you both to get a shower. I'll have everything ready for you when get done." Without another word I set about getting the changing supplies and diapers out, and set up. By now my brothers were beyond trying to argue with me about it since they knew it wouldn't do any good. they both finished getting undressed, and headed off to the bathroom to get the bath I had already drawn for them. It took me a few minutes to get them diapered and into their PJ's once they came back from the bathroom. "Mom, will let you know when you two can come back down. Until then don't leave this room," I told them as I closed the door behind me. With all this done I went back down to the kitchen table to continue to work on my school work till dinner. My father was quite upset when my mom told him of Donn's and Paul's latest accident. He was ready to go up, and lay his hand out side of both their rears, but luckily my mom, and I got him to calm down. "I've already made an appointment for them to see their doctor tomorrow, and we'll take it from there, OK?" My father just nodded at this and let the subject drop. The rest of the evening went by in a strained silence when it came to my younger brothers and father interacting with each other, but I ignored this for the most part. As expected, my brothers and mom were home when I got home from school the next day. "How did everything go with the doctor?" I asked after setting my books down. "Not too bad. The doctor noticed some slight weakening in the bladder of both your brothers, but nothing severe enough to cause all the problems they've been having." "So what are you going to do about it? "It's not what am I going to do about it, it's what have I already done about it." As if on cue both Donn, and Paul walked into the kitchen wearing nothing but a T-shirt, and the disposable diapers they normally wore when sleeping over at friends. "Mom, we need to be changed," Paul stated still half asleep. "Would you mind helping me, DJ?" Mom asked as she herded my brothers back up to their room. With a slight smile I just followed behind her since I was needing to go up and change my own diaper anyway. "so, how long is this going to last?" I asked as I laid Donn out on his bed, and started untaping the diaper he had on. "It'll last till I say other wise." This I thought would be a good time to drop the subject. Donn and Paul soon found themselves in some fresh diapers and were sent back downstairs. "Now then let's go get your diaper changed, young man," my mom said with a smirk. "That's OK momm I can handle this myself," I told her nervously. "I'm sure you can, but I insist," she replied, laying her hand on my shoulder as she did so. With a sigh I let her lead me across the hall and into my own room over the next five minutes I found myself stripped down to my diaper, had that removed, then cleaned, and finally had a new diaper put on. To this my mom decided to add one of the onesies she recently had made for me. I felt funny going around the house wearing it though everyone in my family knew that I wore them under my regular clothes on a daily basis. Judging from my dad's reaction when he got home I could tell that my mom had already told him what she had done concerning Donn and Paul. "Boys, your mom, and I have a surprise for you," My dad announced that night at dinner. With a glance at my mom he continued. "With how well you have been doing in school so far this semester we've decided to take you all on a cruise." This caused all conversation to halt, and we all looked at my parents trying to see if maybe they were trying to pull a joke on us. "Dan, you're welcome to come also if you can get the time off," my mom added. "Thanks for the offer, but with how close it is to Spring Break I don't have enough time to put a request in for it, maybe next time though," Dan said with a smile, though we knew that he would have loved to join us. Donn, Paul, and I of course started bombarding my parents with questions which the answered only with smiles, and statements that the rest was a surprise. With as exciting this was it was nothing compared to what was going to happen the next day. "I'll be downstairs if you need me," Dan called. Donn and I didn't pay much attention to this since we were too busy trying to get more information about the trip out of my parents about 15 minutes later it happened. POP!!! "FUCK!!! MOM!!!!" Dan yelled at the top of his lungs. This startled me so bad I crapped my diapers, and from what I could tell Paul did the same thing. a few moments later my mom called for my dad to call 911, and get an ambulance out here because Dan had accidentally shot himself. Not five minutes after my dad called 911 the paramedics showed up, and started finding out what happened as they worked on Dan. As it turned out Dan was trying to clear a jam from the 9mm he had bought a few months before, and it went off the round catching him in the leg. One Paramedic wrote all this down while the other one cut off the sweat pants my brother had on. He turned a bright red when the diaper he had on was exposed, but the gal working on him "pretended" not to notice this. Almost as quickly as they arrived they were loading Dan on to a stretcher and putting him in the back of the ambulance. The only halfway humorous part to all this was my mom giving Dan the riot act for having a gun in the first place. My dad, I, Donn, and Paul arrived at the hospital ER a few minutes after Dan, and my mom did. I could still hear her telling Dan off as we neared the treatment room the put Dan in. I'm sure my mom had probably been going off on him since the put him in the ambulance. A short time later a doctor came in to tell us that no bones were broken, and the wound looked worse than it really was. it was a big relief to learn that all he needed was some stitches to close the gash in his leg. Once all this was done, and the doctor was working on Dan, my dad went over to one of the nurses and whispered something to them. a moment later my dad had Paul, and I follow him into a treatment room where he preceded to change us with a couple of diapers he had gotten from the duty nurse. It wasn't till now that I realized that I was needing to be changed. we got home about three hours after the accident happened, and by this time Dan had already agreed to sell the gun that caused all this. "So, DJ, you want to see about having a sleep over next week?" Mark asked a couple of days later during lunch. "I'd like to, Mark, but I found out that my parents are taking us on a cruise for Spring Break," I replied. "Oh man, that really sucks! You don't think your parents would go in for finding out that they have another son for a week do you?" Mark chuckled. "Sorry, I don't think they would go for that," I laughed. about this time John came up, and joined us. "Hey Mark. Hey DJ," he said in greeting, then added, "So, DJ how you doing after that little incident in math this morning?" "Don't remind me, I'm still trying to forget about it," I replied glumly. "What happened?" Mark broke in. I nodded to John, giving permission for him to tell the story. "Well, ole DJ here was working on a problem at the black board, when his diaper decided to overflow on him soaking his pants in front of the entire class," John said with a slight smile. Mark started to chuckle until he caught the look I was giving him. While most other people would have seen the humor in this, I didn't. With this said we changed the subject back to Spring Break in general, and my cruise specifically. All too soon lunch was ending and I headed off to my ROTC class. "Geez, Morrison!!! Can't you do anything right!? Anybody could have done that right! Try it again!" Our Sgt. Mjr. yelled. When once again I didn't catch the drill rifle exactly like I was supposed to he went off again. "I guess this is what I should expect from someone who can't even master something as simple as toilet training," the Sgt. Mjr. mumbled as he came up to me. "What did you say?!" I pointedly asked. "You heard me, Cadet. To be honest, I don't think you have any reason for wearing our country's uniform if you still need to wear diapers like some little baby!" he shot back. "Ah, the hell with this, I'm not going to stand here, and get insulted by a No-Necked Jar Head!" "What was that, Cadet?!" "You heard me quite clearly, Sarge!" I fairly yelled back. "Now you listen here, diaper boy, I was bleeding for this country before you were even born, so I don't want to hear anything like that from you again! Is That Clear!" "Oh, Go Fuck Yourself Sarge!" I spat back, as I threw the rifle I had in my hands at him before walking off. It was only then did I notice how quiet the other people had become during this exchange. It took me two more class periods before I managed to calm down. I was just starting to get back under control when I walked in to my 7th hour English class. I knew things were going to go downhill when I noticed a large box on our teacher's desk. I got to my seat just as the final bell rang. "OK, class. Lets get quiet here and get some work done," our teacher announced. "After looking over how low the scores were on the last book project I've decided to have us do another," she added. "Are you shitting us!? We just finished one not even two weeks ago," one of the students called out. "I'm aware of how long ago it was, and watch your language," she replied. "We're doing another one because I feel you need the practice because the grades were so poor last time." "Yes, DJ?" She called when she noticed my raised hand. "Ma'am, nothing against you personally, but don't you feel that the reports would have gone better if you had allowed us more time to do them?" I asked reasonably. "Maybe, but I doubt it. Anyway, none of that matters. You'll be doing the assignment whether you want to, or not." This caused a great deal of grumbling from the rest of us. She tended to ignore this, as she handed out the books and the assignment sheet with them. "Are you crazy?" one kid blurted out when he saw the due date on the assignment outline. " I assure you I'm not crazy, and that is the date this is to be turned in by." It was then that I took a closer look at the date. Our loving teacher was having the report due the same day that we got back from vacation. This caused even more grumbling than before, and what she added next didn't help. "And to those that think they can skirt this, and add a few extra days to get this done, I'm telling you now that I'll be lowering your paper's grade by one letter grade from the one earned for each day it's late. No exceptions." "But, I'm going out of the country, and won't be getting back till a week after it's due," one girl called out. "As I just stated, No Exceptions, You'll just have to figure out a way to get it turned in on time. Now this is the last I want to hear of this. Pull out your assignments from yesterday, and pass them forward." "MOM, I'm home!" I yelled as I came trough the door. "How was you day, Honey?" Mom asked as I entered the kitchen. "Lousy," I stated, and told her of what had happened. "I'm sorry about all that DJ, but at least you won't have to worry about that till you get back. I've decided to pull you and your brothers out of school early since we have so much to try and get done before we leave on Saturday," Mom told me, and she was right this did go a long way to cheering me up. After grabbing a couple of cookies and some milk I headed up to my room to get started on my homework. I heard Donn and Paul get home about an hour later, and they of course started bouncing off the walls when my mom told them about being pulled out early for our vacation.