Lauren throws a tantrum

Lauren fumed as all these eighteen-year-old brats laughed at her, her blood boiling as she felt her face ignite. How dare these punks laugh at her?! HER?!

"Shut up!" Lauren finally shrieked, her voice going up a few octaves. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!"

Lauren repeatedly stamped her little feet as the party laughed harder, completely unaware that this little display made her look even more childish than being in just a pull-up did.

"You are all just jealous because I'm the most beautiful and mature woman here!" Lauren screeched, stomping her foot one last time. Upon hearing the laughter get even louder, Lauren snarled as she stomped towards the smirking April.

Unfortunately, another 18-year-old woman smiled and stuck her leg out, sending Lauren to the ground with a yelp. Lauren landed on her stomach on the grassy backyard, her chubby, pull-up clad butt sticking up in the air as the party continued to laugh.

Raising her head, Lauren could only see red now, the little woman seething with rage as she kicked and screamed. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! You will do what I say because I'm a mature and beautiful woman and I order you to shut up and get me some real clothes! RIGHT NOW!"

"What is going on here?!" A voice called out.

The party's laughter began to die down until it became a series of chuckles, the group turning to face the gate in the fence. Lauren's face immediately turned pale as she stopped her tantrum, looking over her shoulder with wide eyes. Lauren felt her face grow red again in embarrassment as she saw that one of April's neighbors was standing at the gate...

And Lauren recognized her!