Synopsis: Kimberley gets accepted into the sorority of her dreams, though it is not exactly like she had imagined. Soon, she realizes exactly what being a part of this sorority entails.
Author's Note: I finally finished the sorority story I've always wanted to write. This story is the background for K.A.M.A. Combat, though you can read that on it's own. We now return you to your regularly-scheduled disclaimer...
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Dear Ms. Destiny,
As the head counselor at Pi Mu Sigma, I am sure you may have a lot to do, so I must thank you for taking the time to read this letter. I am sending you this to thank you for allowing me to be interviewed by someone as wonderful as you. I am sure I will make you proud. If I have learned one thing in my life so far, it is that you should always try your best at everything, and I am sure that I will learn many other lessons if I get accepted at Pi Mu Sigma. Thanks again! Sincerely,
Kimberley Summers
"Well, Kimberley," says Ms. Destiny, "I'm sure you will make a fine addition to our sorority."
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Oh my God, I can't believe it!
Today I get my interview with the head counselor of Pi Mu Sigma, the sorority I've been dreaming about becoming a part of since I first heard about it from one of the Seniors at my high school.
Anyway, I'm already dressed for the interview in a dazzling red dress that sparkles and I can't wait to show it off to the head counselor. I let my long, smooth, brown hair flow down behind me and I am wearing my favorite earrings to bring out the color in my blueish-green eyes.
As I walk towards the door to Pi Mu Sigma, I break out in a nervous sweat. I begin dripping onto the pavement and I can't believe I am so nervous right now. I stand outside and let the summer breeze cool me off and wipe the sweat from my head and shake my arm towards the ground, letting the sweat fly off my hand.
I open the door and walk inside, instantly baffled by what I am seeing before me. It looks just like I imagined it would. There was an enormous staircase in the center of the room that splits at the top to lead to two different wings of the building. I look to my left and see two doors, both of them had a golden-colored plaque with a number on them, twelve and thirty-seven.
I look to my right and see two more doors, also with golden plaques on them. The left one said "Administration" while the right one said "Office of Requests." Since I want to be a part of this sorority, I walk over to the door labeled "Administration."
I open the door and peek my head inside, looking around and noticing the desk in the back of the room. Sitting at it is a beautiful woman. She has long, blonde hair, with bright blue eyes and a perfect body. Her waist is very slim and she has the perfect hourglass figure with at least D-cup breasts. I look up at her face and she is smiling and I notice her glossy red lipstick shining in the light.
"Hello," she says. "You must be Kimberley."
I blush at the fact that she already knows my name and I giggle.
"Please, call me Kim," I answer," and that means that you must be Ms. Destiny, right?"
Her smile never goes away as she says "I am, but you can call me Mistress. Have a seat."
"Ar.... are you kidding?" I ask her with a rumble of nervousness in my voice.
"No, I'm serious. Please have a seat."
"I mean about the 'Mistress' thing. You were joking, right?" I ask as I sit in a black fluffy chair in front of her desk.
She laughs out, "Of course, Kim. That's just a little joke I play with all of my soon-to-be new members here at PMS."
"Uh... PMS?" I say with a questioning look upon my face.
"It's the initials for Pi Mu Sigma. Didn't you know that, Kim?" she declares.
"Uh, yeah," I say. "Of course!"
"Good," she tells me, "but you probably didn't come here to listen to me talk. What are you here for, Kim?"
"W... Well," I stutter, "I came because, uh... I probably already said this in my letter.... well... if you got it, that is."
"I got your letter, but I wanted to hear you say it in your own voice."
"I came here to be interviewed to become a member of Pi Mu Sigma."
"And why do you want to be a member of PMS?" she asks me.