I walk in from the kitchen with my bottled water, I just got home from ballet practice and my best friend Hannah is coming over so we can practice more. But since I know she is better at the dance then I am , I start without her. I get frustrated because I am not the best dancer and cannot get the moves down right, oh my stomach is all bubbly inside I should go to the restroom, but It is so hard to get my leotard off I’ll hold it. I keep practicing until I cannot hold it any longer I cannot tell which end it will come out! Poop and pee fills my ballerina outfit, I get scared because Hannah will be here any moment and I am filthy . I feel more coming out then an explosion happens in my outfit filling completely. I pull down my panties and look at my tights filled and leaking everywhere, maybe if I put my skirt back on nobody will notice. Nope and then the doorbell rings.