With a last wind of force, he managed to catch Ellen off guard as he wiggled free, managing to land on his feet and not on his diaper, making off slowly towards the sidewalk away from the ladies. That was, until he witnessed something that nearly made him wet his diaper yet again.
A few yards ahead, were a large congregation of kids James’s age whom he very specially recognized, talking to each other amongst walking towards the bus stop. James felt a cold sweat come upon him. In the shortest time frame possible, endless thoughts went through his mind of them teasing him relentlessly, all of his crushes finding out, teachers making offhanded references and on and on. It felt so painful to have to turn around from his pathway to freedom, but his pride, battered as it was, left him no choice.