Hot Mess

Chapter 2

Pov: (Y/N)

I was regretting my life decisions, at the moment I was standing in the middle of my dorm room freaking out with all sorts of clothes on the floor piling up around my feet. I had been trying to choose an outfit for the party for over an hour and I was running out of time. I can’t remember the last time I went to a party- let alone one held by the Jessica Rabbit. Butterflies fluttered up in my stomach and not the good kind.

My brain ran into overdrive as I tried to find a suitable outfit but coming up short with nothing, everything either felt like too little or too much!

It came down two dresses a nice red Silky dress with roses on it or a nice blue laced dress with white flowers on the side

I made my final decision, put the red dress on, and started doing my hair and makeup quickly hoping not to be late.

As I headed out the door, I heard footsteps behind me turning to see Lola quickly following after me. “Hey, girl!” I say in a sweet yet fun tone, “Are you ready to have fun?” Lola screams out loud out of excitement as she hops up and down in place like a kid on Christmas morning. I am pretty sure that the Neighbors could hear her.

We walked to the parking lot getting into my red Ford truck, Lola hopped into the passenger seat and we drove off to Jessica's house for the party. Once we got there we could hear the loud white girl music from outside the house. We walked in my mind immediately taking in the new sights and smells.

‘Man, this place has everything..’ I think as I look around in awe, suddenly feeling giddy.

As the night goes on I end up drinking a little too much for my body to handle. I get a bit tipsy… ok, maybe more than just a little. I dance with men I never knew nor will ever know.

Soon I bump into a familiar face- Shrek. “Well look what we got here, a little drunk lady” Shrek chuckles, his eyes going up and down my figure, his smile wide. “What are you doing here?” My words come out a little slurred although I’m still understandable (or at least I hope so).

“Oh I am just enjoying this party,” He hums out eyes looking into mine as he grabs my waist. “Do you mind if we have a dance?” His voice is sweet but rough as he takes me to the dance floor while I heavily lean into him, unable to keep myself up well on my own.

Once on the dance floor, he took my hips and guided me through a close dance- he was so gentle it was kinda.. cute? “Where did you learn to dance like this?” I ask with a hint of curiosity.

“My mom used to take me to parties all the time, so I learned my skill here on the dance floor.” I picture it in my head; a younger version of Shrek dancing is quite a cute vision making me giggle.

We had a fun time dancing for about 30 minutes before we were interrupted by Mr. Clean himself, he spoke up in a low voice full of hatred “I thought I told you to stay away from her, you jackass!” Shrek grinned at his words replying with, “She’s not yours, buddy. She is her own person and she can dance with whoever she wants.”

They continued arguing as I slowly exited this mess and sat down at the bar. About two hours later, Jessica Rabbit came and sat by me, her smile full of sass, “You know,” she said, “I think they're just using you, you're just a precious little toy they want to take and break.” She states with a bittersweet tone.

“What makes you think that?” I ask hesitantly and in a confused voice, but I also feel a little offended. She looks down at me with a fake sugar-sweet smile, “I mean I will admit it you're kind of hot, you may not know it but you are. But boys like to play the game of using for their gain, I mean if you need proof go upstairs.” I think about it tapping my fingers on my legs anxiously for a moment before I finally get up from my seat and head upstairs unsure of what is in store.