Start of something New.

Part One

It wasn't until Rosie stood up that she realised the true extent of her desperation. She cursed as the bus came to a stop and she awkwardly grabbed her bag, swinging it over her shoulder. She paused, trying not to hold herself as the rest of the bus waited for her to depart. Slowly, she walked down the isle, aware of all the eyes on her and her light blue, denim jeans and stepped off the bus- she was so desperate, she couldn't thank the driver.

She cursed more and more as she thought about what to do. Looking at the time, she had five minutes until her 5 year old sister was kicked out of school but so she couldn't make it to the shop, or home and back on time. Then, she had to walk home with her five year old sister, who only had little legs! Sighing, she told herself she could hold it. Obviously, she'd drunk 1.5 litres on strawberry water and a large peach iced tea from starbucks in the last hour and a half- without a toilet trip and it had hit her. It was her own fauult. However, rosie was nineteen, she could hold it like a big girl.

Walking into the school gates, she walked up to one of the mums- ironically one of Rosie's old school teachers.
"Hi Rosie, how are you?" Julia asked.
Rosie paused, should she be honest? No. Julia couldn't help. "I'm good, thank you," Rosie replied, trying to keep her voice steady.
"That's good to hear, how's college treating you?" Rosie sighed, she knew Julia was going to keep this conversation. Part of her felt guilty for not wanting to talk to her. Julia was Rosie's favourite teacher. She was there for her when no one ever was and in her awful primary school days, she was her only friend. Julia wiped her tears, cleaned her up and held her for as long as she needed to be held for, even at eleven years old. Rosie looked to Julia like a mother, best friend and teacher all in one so now, seven years after primary school has finsihed, still being in contact with her was fantastic but right now, she really needed the toilet.

Just as she was going to reply to Julia, Rosie felt a little dribble into her panties. It was slow and she whimpered.
"Sorry, what was that?" Julia asked, looking over at her. Rosie blushed.
"Oh, nothing. College is good! How's work?" Rosie asked, trying to cover up her obvious distress. However, it wasn't even a minute until another, longer dribble escaped into her panties and she crossed her legs, trying to hold herself in the least obvious way. She checked the time on her phone and realised it was still 3 minutes until the bell went.
"Oh it's okay, same old. Did you get the email saying they are going to be out late today?" Julia asked. Rosie's eyes went wide and she looked like she'd been shot (in the bladder) that was not what she wanted to hear.
"Yeah, some army people have come in and needed a little longer on the assembly- only ten minutes extra," Julia said it like she had no care in the world. Fuck, Rosie thought. Just then, she felt another dribble into her panties- no matter how hard she clenched, it didn't stop straight away. It did though. However, Rosie could feel the wetness now- she knew that any minute now, they'd be a patch on her pants and with her etire, she had no way to cover it up.
"Are you sure you're okay Rosie? You seem quite panicked," Julia said.
"Honestly, I really need the toilet," Rosie admitted, feleing the redness creep up her cheeks.
"Oh, oh," Julia said, taken a back by the sudden honesty. However, Julia had a mother's care for the nineteen year old and she didn't want to see her relieve herself in the reception yard at school. Perhaps, inside maybe. Smirking, Julia put a gentle hand on Rosie's shoulder and whispered for her to follow her.
"Ju- I can't," Rosie mumbled, knowing how hard it was for her to walk right now.
"You can, darling," Julia encouraged her, taking her hand, forcing it away from the girls crotch.

Rosie whimpered as Julia, being a teacher, walked them into the school. Rosie was fairly sure this wasn't allowed but followed none the less. It felt like an eternity until they reached the staff bathrooms but really, it was only across the hall.
"In there love," Julia said, opening the door. Rosie gasped at the sight of the toilet, she rushed in and almost immediately, felt another spurt into her panties. She didn't even care at this point, she was so close. She was going to make it! She wasn't going to wet herself like a baby! Just as she was about to push her pants down, she felt Julia's cold hands on hers.