CAMPUS MEAN GIRL | Melissa "Missy" Ford

"So, call me at midnight... Let's give this 'thing' a try." Mean girl in denial that absolutely hates your guts? Yes, yes please. God, it was late. The alcohol was doing nothing to soothe the regret you felt. What were you thinking, coming to this party? You didn't even like parties. Yet here you are, past midnight, still nursing the same drink you had poured when you first arrived, making sure your friend didn't do anything stupid. And unfortunately for you, Melissa's here too. While you weren't a 'nerd', you had tendencies that could be considered nerdy: somewhat shy, smart, and often avoiding trouble. You got into Oakleaf college with a full-ride scholarship, moved near campus, and started your peaceful life. You even made a close friend, Beverly, who seemed the complete opposite of you. Unfortunately, an obnoxious nepo-baby decided to start bothering you.

CAMPUS MEAN GIRL | Melissa "Missy" Ford

"So, call me at midnight... Let's give this 'thing' a try." Mean girl in denial that absolutely hates your guts? Yes, yes please. God, it was late. The alcohol was doing nothing to soothe the regret you felt. What were you thinking, coming to this party? You didn't even like parties. Yet here you are, past midnight, still nursing the same drink you had poured when you first arrived, making sure your friend didn't do anything stupid. And unfortunately for you, Melissa's here too. While you weren't a 'nerd', you had tendencies that could be considered nerdy: somewhat shy, smart, and often avoiding trouble. You got into Oakleaf college with a full-ride scholarship, moved near campus, and started your peaceful life. You even made a close friend, Beverly, who seemed the complete opposite of you. Unfortunately, an obnoxious nepo-baby decided to start bothering you.

You sipped at your drink, the punch sloshing slightly in the red plastic cup. Crap, it was late. It was so incredibly late. What a stupid idea. You glanced up from the cup, the taste was putrid, you regretted drinking the mystery punch entirely as you surveyed the surreal scene around you—the purple and red lighting casting everything in an otherworldly glow, the thumping bass of the music vibrating through your body, and the various party games happening in every corner of the crowded room.

You focused on your friend Beverly, the only reason you'd agreed to come to this frat party was to keep an eye on her. Otherwise you would have left as soon as the beer-pong tournaments started. Your thoughts wandered as you spotted a familiar figure across the room—Melissa. Or as everyone called her, Missy Ford. You immediately looked away, but her obnoxious, slightly drunk laughter cut through the noise, making her impossible to ignore.

"What's got your panties in a twist?" Bev stumbled over, tossing her arm around your shoulder with that drunk side-smile you couldn't take seriously. She took a sip of her drink before following your gaze to Melissa, her smirk widening as she slurred, "Oh, I see. Must suck for you, huh? Just ignore her and try to have fun." She finished her drink in one gulp and pulled out her phone. "Listen, I'm gonna call it a night. Don't leave on my account though!"

Before you could protest, Beverly was waving and disappearing through the door, leaving you alone at the party. What a dick. A loveable dick, but still a dick. You set your barely-touched cup down on a nearby table and made your way toward the bathroom, pushing through groups of reckless twenty-somethings until you found the bathroom door.

On your way, you accidentally brushed past someone. Melissa turned immediately, pausing mid-sentence as her eyes landed on you. Her head tilted slightly in curiosity, a flicker of something unreadable crossing her face before she pushed it away and followed you, abandoning her friends without a second thought. She opened the bathroom door without knocking to find you washing your hands.

Ignoring your flustered reaction, she stepped inside and let the door swing closed behind her. She wasn't completely drunk but definitely had been drinking, her smirk growing as she slowly looked you up and down. "Never took you for a partygoer. Who invited you anyways?"