Chapter 3
First Semester
Dawson hiked up her backpack as she strolled out of class and wandered down the campus lawn back to the dormitories. She pushed her way through the swarm of other residents in the hallway who had also just finished a long day of classes and made her way back to her room.
Dawson and Alison's room was definitely starting to look more like a college dorm with texts books scattered all over the desks and floor, clothes and bras strewn about the room, over chairs and bedposts, and notes and posters pinned up against all four walls. Dawson threw her backpack onto the bed and hopped on herself.
Dawson leaned back against the headboard and grabbed the phone off of her night table, dialing up her boyfriend from back home.
"Hey baby," she said as Chris answered on the other line.
"Hey, how's my college girl?"
"Oh alright," Dawson sighed, "Classes are sure starting to get tough. You should see the amount of homework I have this week!"
"How's sorority life?" Chris asked her.
"Well, I'm through initiation but I think we're still gonna be the bitches for a while. Each of us first years have a day of the week we have to cook for everyone else, and we have to take turns cooking on the weekends too."
"That sucks," Chris sympathized.
"Yeah well, that's just the way it goes when you're a freshie I guess."
"Do you at least get to move into the house soon?"
"After Christmas," she told him, "Then I get half of my resident fees back, so it's a pretty good deal. Mind you that mostly goes into sorority fees, but oh well. At least I'll have my own room."
"What's your roommate like, anyway?"
"Alison, she's great! Honestly, I'm really glad she made it in with me. I would hate leaving her here alone! Anyways, I've got this tutorial/study thingy to go to in a bit, so I've gotta run. Talk to you later! Love you babe!"
"Love you too," Chris said as Dawson put down the phone and took a deep breath before digging through her books.
* * *
Early the next morning, back at the sorority house, Raven was just waking up and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She wandered downstairs in her blue and white pajamas and searched the kitchen for her favorite box of cereal. As she poured herself a bowl, the tall, leggy Kate walked in wearing only her bra and panties, also giving off the impression that she had just woken up. Her usually silky brown hair was mussed and she was barely squinting as she made her way to the fridge.
"Morning," she grumbled.
"Morning," Raven said with a little more spring, "When did you get in last night?"
"One. Not as late as Brandi and Nikki."
Just then both of the girls were surprised when a tall, well-built frat boy walked into the kitchen wearing only a t-shirt and boxer shorts, dragging his pants at his side. He looked surprised to see them as well, not expecting anyone to be up yet.
"Colin," Raven said with surprise, "Um, hey."
"Hey," Colin answered as he shifted his eyes awkwardly.
"Nikki still sleeping?" Raven asked, assuming she knew why he was here.
"Um, yup," he said as he pulled his jeans back on, "Listen I gotta run to class. I'll see you all later, hey?"
"Alright, later Colin."
"Later Colin," Kate echoed.
Raven and Kate gave each other an inquiring look and a minute later Nikki came bustling down the stairs to join them in the kitchen wearing nothing but a baseball jersey that was slightly too big for her.
"So, you hooked up with Colin last night?" Kate asked her as Raven passed her the cereal.
"Yeah, well, he's familiar I guess," she shrugged, "And I just really wanted some last night."
"You know, you gotta stop screwing him around Niks," Raven lectured her as the three of them stood around the counter munching on breakfast, "He's got a thing for you big time, and you just sleep with him whenever you want."
"He knows what we are," she disagreed, "Don't worry about him."
"Yeah, fuck what the guys want," Kate agreed with Nikki bitterly, "They're usually fucking us over. All they really want is sex, and that's what Nikki's giving him."
"Alright," Raven shook her head, "But you guys have been fucking on and off for two years now and eventually he's going to want more from you and you're going to have to hurt him."
"Well, if he ever does something that stupid, I guess I'll have to hurt him," Nikki said in an unconvincingly cheerful voice as she took an apple from the basket, took a bit into it, and skipped away.
* * *
The morning was bustling with students on the campus lawn, co-eds scrambling to get to their classes in time. Among them was Alison who hustled along until she saw Lana walk lazily down one of the paths alone. Alison detoured from her course and went over to the bubbly, blonde Lana.
"Lana!" Alison called her. The curvatious beauty turned around and flashed Alison a huge, white-teethed smile.
"Hey Alison. What's up?"
"Just going to class," Alison answered shyly, "Listen, I never got a chance to thank you. For pledge week I mean. Thanks for not telling them that story."
"Yeah, that's fine," Lana smiled, "Just don't tell anyone, cause I can seriously get kicked from the sorority. Pledge week is taken pretty seriously, especially by Brandi."
"Of course I won't" Alison smiled back awkwardly, "Well, I should get going to class. I'll see you around!"
"See you," Lana said as she watched longingly as the bouncy, gorgeous blonde run off.
"Gawd, another assignment??" Dawson complained to Anne as they walked out of Geography class, "This is crazy! How do people handle this work load?"
"Especially with all the sorority stuff we have to do," Anne agreed, "And its my night to make supper tonight. I don't know when I'm going to get to do this."
"Well, this is college I guess," Dawson shrugged.
As they came out into the hallway, the busty Nikki waved them down.
"Hey babes. Just letting you know it's the pre-midterm party at the Young Leaf tomorrow night and we're all going. You two'll both be there, yeah?"
"Yeah of course," the both agreed and then looked at each other in groaning looks, knowing they had no time to hang out at a pub.
* * *
At the pre-midterm party, Dawson and Alison walked into the bar dressed up in their Sigma outfits, with their tight-fitting sweaters and plaid mini-skirts. Dawson and just barely finished her assignment before hand, and then scrambled to get ready for the mid-week party.
They met the other girls at their regular table and joined them for a drink. The pub was not quite as busy as Prima Nocta, but still bustling pretty well. Most of the girls in the place were dressed rather skimpily, on the prowl. The guys are also looking as though getting some was first and foremost on their minds.
Drink up girls!" Faith suddenly exclaimed, holding her long island iced tea in the air, "Pretty soon schools going to get nuts. So party now! Woo!"
Dawson sunk a little inside herself when she heard the drunken Faith say this, knowing that she was already reaching her stress limits. But then she shook it off and decided to just have fun.
