food fight!

The kids all blathered and excitedly yelled around Lauren, who pointedly ignored them all. She looked over at the adult table. There was Kyle, a guy she had been hitting it off with. Except now he was talking to one of the bridesmaids! She knew he'd be focused on her if she wasn't shunted off to the side like this!

Grousing, she pointedly ignored the other's at the extra table. They were only a few years younger than her, but she viewed them as far beneath her. She looked down at the food. She'd been served the kids meal, pasta, mac and cheese and a mini hamburger. She was not about to eat this mountain of startch! She pushed it away pointedly.

Lauren's attention was drawn to the 18 year old girl sitting next to her and a boy across the table yelling back and forth loudly. Lauren scoffed at their childish outburst.

"Take it back Kara!" The boy across the table yelled.

"NO WAY!" The girl yelled. Some argument, though Lauren had no intensest. She couldn't believe these were 18 year olds, they were acting like kids! The boy across the table, little face livid with anger, scooped up the handful of pasta from his plate and hurled it at the girl. Unfortunately, his aim was not yet fully developed. Instead of hitting her the pasta flew into Lauren, smacking into her face, exposed clavicles and dress.

"EEEH!" Lauren exclaimed. Everyone looked at her. The most beautiful woman at the wedding was now covered in noodles and spaghetti sauce! Her face and hair were totally covered, and it dripped down her blue dress.

"You little idiot!" Lauren yelled at the guy who had thrown.

"Sorry!" He whimpered.

The boy's mother rushed over, giving Lauren a napkin.

"I'm so sorry my dear!" She said. "We'll have to soak that dress before it stains!"

"But.. but what will I wear?!" Lauren asked.

"I have something!" Another older woman said, rushing to help. "I brought some extra clothes so my youngest wouldn't mess up their nice dress."

"Wait, you're youngest?!" Lauren said, but was already being shuttled to the nearby resort house. Rented by the wedding it was empty of all other parties, so the house was totaly vacant. There were bathrooms and a kitchen for them to use. Lauren was escorted over to the bathroom.

"Do you need help?" One of the mother's asked.

"NO, I'll be fine!" Lauren squawked. No way was anyone else going into the bathroom with her!

"Well, I'll go get the clothes out of the car." Said the woman who'd offered Lauren a change.

Lauren rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. God, what a disaster. This, this was why she hated kids!

Quickly Lauren peeled her dress off. She now stood in heels, Spanx over padded panties, and artificially enhanced bra.

turning on the faucet she stuck her head under to wash off the pasta. She then scrubbed her face. Wetting a towel she rubbed off the remaining pasta on her upper chest. Then, with another dry towel she padded herself dry.

Finished, Lauren looked in the mirror. Her eyes widened. Her perfectly straightened hair, now half washed and not properly blow dried, was a mess of damp ringlets around her head, sticking up in odd angles. When she'd washed her face she'd scrubbed the makeup off as well, revealing her freckles. Her fake eye lashes and lipstick were gone, leaving her with her natural, very cute though undeniably immature features. She'd gone from perfectly made up to a total mess!!