AUTHOR'S NOTE: So a couple warnings, there's some sexually explicit stuff, and some intense bullying. But you guys already knew that this story was going to be intense right, it is Carrie after all.

Connor hated gym class. There were always shirtless guys. Today was no exception, seeing as they were playing volleyball in the pool. Just when Connor thought it couldn't get any worse than being surrounded by guys in nothing but tight swim trunks, it did get worse. Coach Desjardin blew her whistle. "Hey! Tommy Ross! Sue Snell! No PDA!" she barked. Connor tried his best not to look, but he couldn't help himself. Tommy and Sue were making out, and when Miss Desjardin blew the whistle at them, Tommy grinned down at a giggling Sue, who had her arms draped around Tommy's neck. Connor tried not to be jealous, but couldn't help it.

Tommy Ross was easily the hottest guy in school, and everybody knew it. He was a star lacrosse player, and insanely popular. He was bisexual, but he was so hot and popular, that no one cared. It was only natural that his girlfriend was Sue Snell, easily the prettiest blonde girl in school.

Connor wished he was a pretty blonde boy, but he was ugly with strawberry blonde hair that couldn't make up its mind on if it wanted to be red or blonde. Connor knew he was ugly because people liked good looking people and disliked ugly people, no matter how anyone acted. Since no one liked Connor, that must mean that Connor was ugly. Connor knew he was ugly before he started going to public school though, because his Mama told him so. She said that his sin made him ugly.

Connor knew that he'd never have a chance with someone like Tommy Ross, especially compared to Sue Snell. However, when it was time to shower off in the locker rooms, Connor couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to date Tommy Ross. Connor would be the one draping his arms around Tommy's neck. Connor would be the one up against Tommy's sun tanned, muscular body, with his hands in Tommy's beautiful brown hair, looking into Tommy's deep brown eyes. Tommy would be grinning down at Connor, full lips moving closer and closer. The two boys would kiss, and Connor would feel happiness, and feel like he wasn't alone for once, and Tommy's lips would feel so good against Connor's, and Tommy's hands would feel so good on Connor's back, and Connor would feel like he had to…pee?

Connor opened his eyes. Warm water from the shower head flowed down Connor's back, and Connor felt like he had to pee. Connor knew that the guys peed in the showers all the time, so he just let it out. But something was wrong. Connor felt a hard, stiff pain in between his legs. Connor looked down in confusion, expecting to see his pee going down the drain. The liquid wasn't yellow however. It was white. Connor's eyes grew wide in alarm. His penis was swollen and was leaking. He must be sick. Something must be wrong.

Connor started to panic. He needed help. Connor ran out of the shower. "HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!" Connor yelled frantically. All of the boys in the locker room came out of the showers with towels wrapped around them. "Ew! The little perv's been jacking off to us!" one of the boys said in disgust. "Gross! You nasty little faggot!" another one yelled. "PLEASE! I NEED HELP!" Connor said in a panic. "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you faggot?" One of the boys sneered. "I think he needs help cooling down. What do you think Billy?" one of the boys said wickedly. "I think that you're right, and this will make a great YouTube video" Billy said with an evil grin, pulling out his cell phone. All of the boys suddenly started hitting Connor with their wet towels. "FAGGY PERV! FAGGY PERV! FAGGY PERV!" the boys all chanted. "NO! STOP! PLEASE! I JUST WANTED SOME HELP!" Connor yelled. One of the towels tripped Connor, and he fell hard on the ground, crying hysterically.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!" Miss Desjardin yelled, storming into the boys' locker room. The boys all yelped in alarm, and tried to cover up their privates. Connor was still writhing on the floor, crying and panicking more than ever. "Alright honey, now now, it's ok. Can you stand up for me please?" Miss Desjardin tried to coax Connor. "Help me, help me please, something's not right, I'm swollen and leaking white stuff, and I don't know what's happening, and these boys keep attacking me, and I don't know why, and I just don't know what's going on, but something is wrong with me, and…" Connor tried to say all in a rush. As Connor grew more and more panicked, the lights in the locker room started flickering faster and faster. "Uh, Miss Desjardin?" One of the boys asked, stepping a bit closer to her and Connor. "NO!" Connor screamed, and a lightbulb broke.

Miss Desjardin slapped Connor across the face to stop his hysterics. "EVERYBODY OUT! NOW!" Miss Desjardin barked to the boys, and they all scurried out of the locker room, leaving Miss Desjardin alone with Connor, trying to help him up. Oddly, when Connor had stopped being hysterical, the lights stopped flashing.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: So the flashing lights are creepy. Let me tell you right now, I didn't go through what Connor did, but I do know from playing around with my friends that wet towels hurt like hell. This chapter may have been short, but damn was it ever intense. The locker room scene is probably the most intense scene in this story, apart from prom night of course. Reviews would be greatly appreciated! 3