I don't think I am going to make it!

One morning as I sat in my computer class I realized that i made a mistake coming to school with the stomach flu. With cramps as loud as the common fart things were fixing to get ugly. As one cramp that was equivalent to my insides bursting into flames, I realized the bathroom was where I really needed to be, but also knew that the movement of one single muscle would release an explosion my class wasn't ready for. Immediately I was at the cross roads of decision...do I run to the restroom, or man-up and force this off. Although I knew running to the restroom put me in danger of ruining my pants, i couldn't stand the embarrassment of crapping my pants in class. So as I finally mustard up the guts to get to the restroom, my teacher stopped me and asked me where I was going. I of course tried playing it off and said, "I'm about to pee everywhere" he said..."Let me get you the hall pass." Knowing I made a mistake, he took his sweet time finding the hall pass. As I stood there clinching my anus shut I finally darted out the room and started a violent sprint to the restroom! While in mid-sprint the bell rang and the hall immediately filled up with the legions of other students making their way to their next class I knew I was screwed! I tried slipping a few farts to ease the pressure on my stomach only to feel the warmth of feces streaming from my butt....it was go time! I busted through the hordes of students and finally got to the restroom! With my pants down and my stomach gurgling I frantically tried each stall door only to find each locked and occupied! Without hesitation I cupped my hands in hopes to catch the flow and immersed my hands and 1/3 of the floor around me....and yes others were there watching me.