Chapter 3A

A new week had begun on campus. The seven new potentials of Alpha Alpha Mu were excited to begin their road to full membership. They knew it would not be easy, and knew there may come times they would wish to quit, but all seven were dead set on making it in. The active Sisters already had an idea of who would be the best Big Sisters for each one. Each candidate was instructed to interact and get to know her potential Little Sister. They had until Thursday. Thursday they would decide who got to be the Big Sister to who, and on Friday they would tell each potential who would guide them through the process. Each pledge had three active Sisters selected as their potential Big Sister. Only Noelle and Angelique were not included in the selection, due to their positions as Educator and Oracle.

Monday:

Sonya:

Sonya was the first to meet her potential Big Sister. Monday morning at breakfast, she was approached by Allyson. She was eating alone this morning as Alex did not have any early classes on Mondays. She saw someone approach her and looked up just as Allyson reached her table. "Hey Sonya, mind if I join you?" She asked. Her mouth still full, Sonya shook her head and gestured to an empty seat across from her. Allyson smiled and sat down. She hung her bag from the back of the chair, then faced Sonya. "I have to be honest here. I'm not just here for a friendly chat. As we told you on Friday, we're going to be meeting with each of you this week to see who the best fit as your Big Sister is." Sonya swallowed her food and looked at Allyson. "So I take it you're the first of the ones who they think will be best for me?" Allyson nodded.

"That's correct. We decided that on Friday when we decided who would be allowed a chance to pledge. Each of you will be visited by three of us. One on Monday, another on Tuesday and the last on Wednesday. Thursday we'll meet and see who will work best for each of you. We're going to try to meet each of you one on one." Sonya had just finished her breakfast and saw Allyson had nothing in front of her, so she probably was finished as well. "Mind walking with me then? I have to get to my class in about thirty minutes." Allyson shook her head. "Happy to. Where is your first class?" She asked. "It's in Spratley." Sonya said. "Good, my class is there too." Sonya smiled and got up, Allyson following after her.

As they walked, Sonya began to ask Allyson a few questions. "So how do you decide who will work best as Big Sisters?" she asked. "It's a bit of a process. We get to know you during the Rush Party, then we look amongst all active Sisters to see who fits best with who we picked. We try for three different people with each potential. We try for someone who is like you socially, someone in a similar major and someone who may be very different from you. We then see who you interacted best with and that person becomes your Big Sister. You'll find out more on Friday." Sonya thought about this for a few minutes. "So what makes you look like a good fit for me?" She asked. "They felt I'd be good for you as we're from similar socio-economic backgrounds and we're moderately social. Plus, though they didn't say it, I think it's because we're both straight. You would not believe how many lesbians and bisexuals we get in the chapter." Sonya laughed. "If what I saw at the party was any indication, I think I will. I don't mind though. I've kissed a few girls, and I don't mind doing so. I just prefer guys."

As they walked down the campus to their classes, the conversation got more open and animated. Despite the difference in their majors, with Sonya in Chemistry and Allyson in Music Theory, they got along real well. Sonya was really taking to Allyson and already hoped Allyson would be her Big Sister. She even offered to tutor Allyson with her math and science homework when Allyson told her they were her weakest subjects. Allyson could not really help her anywhere. Sonya was not the musical type. She was terrible when it came to fine arts and for that reason usually did not take art type classes. Allyson did offer to help her if she ever did end up taking such a class.

Sonya was almost sad when they reached Spratley, since her class was on the fourth floor and Allyson's was on the second. She could feel her and Allyson would be good friends even if she did not make it into the Sisterhood. "I hope I'll see you later." Sonya said to her as they parted. "Me too. I have a good feeling about being your Big Sister." Sonya smiled as Allyson said this. She knew she still had to meet the other two, but she had a good feeling her and Allyson were a good pairing. She'd see soon enough.

Alex:

Alex met her first potential Big Sister after her first class of the day. As she was leaving her Intro to Philosophy class, she heard someone call for her. "Hey Alex, wait up." She heard. She looked back to see Margaret. She remembered Margaret from Friday's party. She'd been very guarded about her past when Alex started talking to her. She finally got out of her that Margaret had recently come to terms with discovering she was gay. Alex understood that pain well. She realized her attraction to other girls when she was fourteen, but had to hide it because of how conservative her hometown was. She remembered how happy Margaret was when she told her she had faced the same problem years ago.

Margaret was a little out of breath when she caught up to Alex. Alex had to giggle. "I think you need to exercise a little more." She quipped. Margaret looked incredulously at her. "I exercise enough, thank you very much." She retorted. Both laughed and started walking out of the building. Since it was nearing lunch, they decided to head to Milton and grab a bite. As they walked, Margaret told her the same thing Allyson had told Sonya earlier. "So why do they think you're good for me?" Alex asked. "Well..." Margaret began nervously. "The main reason is because of me recently accepting my lesbianism. I only recently realized, like I told you, that I like girls. I'm still unsure of dating another girl and I still have not come out to my folks. I know they probably would not mind, they're very tolerant people, but it still is hard." Alex nodded sadly. "I know. My parents are very conservative. They'd never accept that I'm gay. I had to hide it for years from them. I've never been on a date because I could never ask out anyone back home."

Hearing this made Margaret feel better. It was always good to talk with someone who faced similar problems to you. Not feeling like bringing up painful memories, they quickly switched subjects. They mainly talked about what made them choose their majors. Alex told Margaret that she had picked hers mainly because of the attitude of folks back home. She wanted to understand more about what made people believe and follow certain faiths and rules. For Margaret, she had always been a history buff. She liked finding out more about past civilizations and societies. Both laughed when they joked about how hard it would be to find a job with their degrees. "I think you have a better chance than me." Alex said. "At least you could work at a museum or something like that. Who the hell needs a philosopher these days?" Both burst out laughing at this. "Oh please, plenty would listen to a pretty girl like you, I'm sure." Margaret spouted. She suddenly realized her gaffe and covered her mouth. Both blushed at this.

Seeing the other blush made both laugh again. Both were glad they were able to brush this off. Soon both were chatting up again as they got to Milton. Margaret was very happy she felt so open around Alex. She had a hard time talking to other girls since coming out. She always feared she'd give off an "I want to do you" vibe with each one. She really wanted other girls to just see her normally, not some crazed lesbian on the hunt. Alex did not have this issue. Even back home she'd been a very social person. It was even easier here since she did not have to hide that she was gay.

Once they got to Milton, they parted as Alex was called away by Sonya. Margaret felt a little sad at their parting. She wanted to spend more time with Alex. She wasn't sure yet, but she was starting to get the feeling she would like to be more than friends with Alex. She was worried though that Alex would feel put-off by her advances. She knew she'd have to take this slow. Maybe she could start dating Alex. Even if Alex did not feel that way, maybe she could help Margaret find girls who did. She'd have to wait and see. "Maybe, just maybe, this will work out." She thought.

Janine:

Janine did not see her first potential Big Sister until later that evening. She was at dinner like usual with Susan and Maisy when Stacy came up to her. She asked Janine if she could talk to her privately for a bit. Maisy and Susan had been visited earlier by their first potentials, Melanie and Krystin respectively, earlier that day. They knew what was going on and convinced Janine to spend a little time with Stacy. Janine was very nervous with Stacy. Stacy was beautiful, an aspiring model, and had a fantastic figure. Janine was fat and most people never had anything nice to say about her looks. She felt very insignificant around Stacy.

Stacy could see this. She had seen it a lot back in high school. Many of the "less pretty" girls felt like this around her. She surprised many when she did not hold her looks over others heads. Stacy was smart enough to know one day they'd be gone and she knew that looking as good as she did was a blessing that could easily be taken away. It was part of why she never hung out with the other "pretty" girls at school. They were vain, they only cared about how good they looked and felt they'd always look good. Stacy had no patience for that. "I know you're uncomfortable around me because of how pretty I am, but don't worry, I'm not going to make fun of you or anything." She said as she patted Janine's shoulder. Janine eased up a bit from this.

"So, what makes you girls think you'll be a good Big for me?" Janine asked flatly. Stacy sighed. "They think if I become your Big, it'll help you be more comfortable with your body, and make you more confident. To be honest, I don't think I can do that. That's more Anabelle's specialty." Janine did appreciate Stacy's honesty. She could already tell Stacy would not work as a Big Sister for her. "Just know though, I don't see myself as better than you because of my looks. Looks are temporary. There are probably many things about you that I'll never have, like your brains or good study habits." This statement made Janine smile. "I'll have you know, as photography is another passion of mine, I've done model work with girls like you." Janine looked in surprise at Stacy for this. "Yeah. During high school, for my photography class, I had girls that others felt "were not pretty" model for me. It did not go over well with many of my fellow students, but my teacher loved it. I may be a good looking girl, but I'm a big fan of the "body positive" movement. I had a girl similar to you in my set, along with a disabled girl, one who lost her arm and a girl with scoliosis."

Janine nearly had a tears in her eyes hearing this. All through high school girls like Stacy had bullied her, but here was a girl like them, and she was super nice and accepting. "I didn't think girls like you were real." Janine said through tears. "I thought girls like you were something Hollywood made up." Stacy laughed. Maybe she could get through to Janine after all. After this awkward introduction, Janine was much more open to talking with Stacy. Maisy and Susan would love to see this. Both really hoped Janine would open up more and so far their trek into Alpha Alpha Mu was doing just that for Janine.

Soon, Stacy excused herself. She was quite hungry at this point and needed to eat herself. "I didn't think at first you would work as a Big Sister to me, but now I think maybe it could work." Janine said to Stacy. Stacy was not offended. She had reservations herself about it. "Well, maybe we'll see. You still got two others who will interview you, so they might work better. All in due time." She said. Janine got up with Stacy and hugged her. "Thank you, for being so nice. I'm not used to girls like you being nice to me." Janine said. "Hey, not all us pretty girls are bitches, some can be nice." Stacy told her. They broke their hug and while Stacy headed for the food lines, Janine left the cafeteria and headed back to her dorm. A smile was on her face. Already AAM was showing her a completely new life. This might be the best decision she would make in her college career.

Maisy:

Maisy had her meeting a little before lunch time. She was sitting in Glasson, the student center, when Melanie came up to her. She had her eyes in her phone going over her emails from high school friends and a drink to her right when Melanie arrived. She noticed the shadow over her and looked up to a faceful of Melanie's huge tits. "Mind if we join you?" Melanie joked, seeing where Maisy's eyes were. She didn't need to know why Melanie was here. Susan told her she'd been visited by Krystin an hour ago, seeing if Krystin would become her Big Sister. Maisy nodded and Melanie sat down in the chair next to her. Maisy laughed as Melanie sat down next to her. "What's so funny?" Melanie quipped. "It's just, well, the first time I saw you, you were naked. It's a little strange seeing you clothed."

"Believe me, if I could be naked all the time, no matter where I was, I would be. I hate wearing clothes." Maisy giggled. She knew the feeling well. If she could be naked, she was. She wasn't as brave as Melanie though. Sure, she'd been naked at a party in high school, but she could not be naked around complete strangers all the time like Melanie. "How do you do it?" She asked. "How do you parade about naked around people you hardly know?" Melanie just smiled. "I'm very comfortable with my body, and that's not just because of my huge chest. I don't see anything wrong with being naked. We're all naked at birth. Why should being born change why it's okay? If people have problems with my nudity, that's their issue. I'm not ashamed of how I look. If I was fat or deformed I'd probably still be naked all the time. I don't see anything wrong with being naked. It's not even a sexual thing for me, it's just how I feel most comfortable. The only reason I'm not naked in public is because I'd get in legal trouble for it. If I didn't have to worry about that, I'd never wear clothes."

"So I guess they picked you for me because of us fucking?" Maisy asked. Melanie giggled. "Yes and no. They usually pick me for whatever girl I screw, but also because you and I are both free spirits. They think we'll be good for each other. I think they hope you'll tone me down." Maisy laughed. "I don't think that's possible. You're as free as they come." Melanie nodded in agreement. They had a good talk together for half an hour, and got along well. Maisy still had the feeling Melanie wasn't really interested in being her Big. "So, I have to ask. You say you're a slut, and proud of it. How many people have you actually fucked?" Melanie beamed as Maisy asked this. "You'd never believe me." She said. "Try me." Maisy responded. Maisy gulped as a wicked grins spread on Melanie's face. She reached for her soda and took a big drink to wet the dry spot in her throat.

"I've been here for four years now. I've had many partners here, many more than once. Since I got here, I've taken 176 girls and 247 guys to my bed." Maisy spit out her drink hearing this. "Are you serious?" She said in shock. Melanie just laughed, she was used to this reaction by now. "I told you, I'm a slut. I like fucking. Come on, I fucked you the day I met you, and you're not the first person I've done that with, hell, you're not the fiftieth." Maisy's eyes went wide hearing this. "Look, I like sex, I like being naked. I'm a slut and I'm proud of it. It's not what most should do, but I'm perfectly okay with it. I lost my cherry when I was thirteen. I liked it and I wanted more of it. I've probably had at least 200 girls in my life and at least 400 guys." Maisy was struck speechless. Sure, she was a loose girl too, but not like Melanie. Melanie's actions made her blush. "Well, if it's what you like, who am I to judge." Maisy said. Melanie laughed again.