2T4U/Go to the school bathroom
You hurry into the bathroom, and is almost instantly met with the stench of dry pee and powerful detergent. Aside from the mexican janitor cleaning the mirrors by the sink, nobody else is inside. By now they're probably all in their classrooms, but the lessons don't start for another seven minutes, so you rush towards the urinals and fish your stiff pee-pee out of your pants.
For some reason you can't seem to pee properly when it's as hard as it is. Nothing comes out, and when it does it's just a few dribbles that really hurt for some reason. It's going to take forever at this pace, and you only have five more minutes until class starts.
"Come on!-..." you grunt without really thinking, shaking your wiener at the urinal. The janitor must have heard you, because he turns away from the mirror and jumps at the sight of your little fella.
"Niño!" he hisses at you and walks over. "What the hell are you doing?!"
What the heck does it look like you're doing? You're trying to pee of course, you tell him. He quickly points at your pee-pee:
"For how long has it been like this?"
"What, all hard?" you reply. "Since I woke up."
"Hijo de puta" he mumbles, shaking his head nervously. "Then it is as I feared. Listen niño, come to the janitor's office at lunch break. There is something I must show you."
Mom always told you not to trust strangers, and so you can't help but feel a bit sceptical towards this guy. He must have noticed it, because he quickly adds:
"It is a matter of life and death!"
Before you have time to answer, the school bell rings out in the hallway; the classes have started. Without having finished peeing, you stuff the wiener back in your pants and hurry off to history class.