Scenario:A hot 7th grade black girl named Christina who plays basketball for Hays Middle School. Before a game before the bus, she feels the huge urge to go poop, but she ignores, another one of her friends, Jaylene, a smarter girl, also needed to poop and went before the bus (describe this in detail) in the bus Christina grows more desperate, but she also noticed another girl, Ema, a cute Mexican girl also had to poop, and their center, Triniyah, the hottest black girl, had to pee, the bus ride was torture, when the bus stopped, they all fought to be the first to the single stall bathroom, when they got there, they saw one of their opponents, Madison, a hit white girl also waiting to poop, they were all desperate, when the girl in the stall came out after what seemed like a huge poop, Madison went, everyone was desperate, when Madison came out, Ema rushed in, the farts began to start for Christina, Triniyah was desperate too, holding it desperately, after ema came out triniyah went to pee, which also started Christina’s pee desperation, but they all made it to the bathroom in time.
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A hot 7th grade black girl named Christina who plays basketball for Hays Middle School. Before a game before the bus, she feels the huge urge to go poop, but she ignores, another one of her friends, Jaylene, a smarter girl, also needed to poop and went before the bus (describe this in detail) in the bus Christina grows more desperate, but she also noticed another girl, Ema, a cute Mexican girl also had to poop, and their center, Triniyah, the hottest black girl, had to pee, the bus ride was torture, when the bus stopped, they all fought to be the first to the single stall bathroom, when they got there, they saw one of their opponents, Madison, a hit white girl also waiting to poop, they were all desperate, when the girl in the stall came out after what seemed like a huge poop, Madison went, everyone was desperate, when Madison came out, Ema rushed in, the farts began to start for Christina, Triniyah was desperate too, holding it desperately, after ema came out triniyah went to pee, which also started Christina’s pee desperation, but they all made it to the bathroom in time.
Christina
She is a 7thgrade black girl who plays basketball for Hays Middle School. She is impulsive, determined, and humorous. Christina struggles with the urgent need to use the bathroom during a basketball game. She shares a tense moment with her friends Jaylene and Ema as they fight to find a bathroom during the bus ride. Despite her discomfort, she maintains a sense of humor and camaraderie with her friends, showing her ability to handle awkward situations.
Ema
She is a 7thgrade girl of Mexican descent who is considered cute by Christina. She is anxious, quickwitted, and sociable. Ema experiences anxiety when needing to use the bathroom during the game but manages to find relief just in time. Her humorous exchange with Christina about their shared ordeal demonstrates her humor and ability to laugh at awkward situations. Her speedy visit to the bathroom shows her eagerness to alleviate her discomfort.
Jaylene
She is a 7thgrade girl who is considered smarter than Christina. She is cautious, witty, and friendly. Jaylene shows foresight by using the bathroom before leaving for the game, contrasting with Christina's impulsive decision to hold off. During the bus ride, she shares a humorous conversation with Christina about their shared need to use the bathroom, highlighting her lighthearted nature and her ability to laugh at awkward situations.
Before the bus came to take us to the game against Madison, I had the urge to poop really badly.
But I was so impatient that I didn’t want to wait.
I told myself that I could hold it until we got to their school.
Big mistake.
One of my friends, Jaylene, decided to go before the bus came.
She was smarter than me and knew I would regret not going.
As soon as she came out of the bathroom, she looked at me and laughed.
"You should have gone when you could," she said, winking at me.
I just rolled my eyes and ignored her.
Another girl, Ema, also needed to poop but decided to wait until we got to Madison’s school.
She was quick and didn’t want to take any chances of getting caught with her pants down.
The cutest Mexican girl in the 7th grade was not willing to take any risks.
I wish I had done the same thing.
As soon as we were all on the bus, it was torture for me.
I didn’t think I would be able to hold my poop in for that long.
I was sweating and clenching my cheeks together.
Ema was having the same problem and we looked at each other with desperation in our eyes.
I pull out my phone and open Candy Crush, but my fingers keep slipping as another wave of pressure hits my bowels.
The bus hits a pothole and I bounce hard on the seat.
I clench tighter and feel sweat bead on my forehead.
I glance over at Ema, who is squirming too.
Her face is pinched with discomfort and she’s playing with her hair nervously, crossing and uncrossing her legs.
The motion of the bus isn’t helping either of us.
I try to focus on matching colorful candies on my screen, but have to pause the game when my stomach gurgles loudly.
Ema leans over and whispers, "Do you think we can convince the driver to stop somewhere?"
I shake my head, grimacing. "Not unless we want everyone to know exactly why."
She bites her lip, glancing around nervously. "Maybe if we both ask, they'll take it seriously?"
I notice Jaylene watching us from two seats ahead, her eyebrows raised.
She leans back and whispers, "I’ll create a diversion. You two ask the driver to stop."
I nod, but before I can respond, my stomach cramps again and I grip the seat harder.
Ema nudges me forward and we start shuffling down the aisle, using the seats to steady ourselves as the bus sways.
Before we can reach the driver, Jaylene stands up and yells, "I found my phone charger!"
Everyone turns to look at her.
"It was under someone’s seat!" she says loudly.
She crawls down the aisle on her hands and knees, pretending to search for it.
The other girls start laughing and looking around their own seats.
Ema nudges me forward again and we take advantage of the distraction to make our way toward the driver.
Ema whispers urgently, "Please, we really need you to stop somewhere."
The driver glances at us in the rearview mirror, frowning. "What's the emergency?"
I swallow hard and blurt out, "It's...it's a bathroom emergency."
