Sorority Girls Ch. 02

It was the day after the hazing; classes didn't start until Monday, but I woke up early anyway. I am definitely an early riser no matter the day. Ellie was still splayed in her bed in a deep slumber, and the sun was barely out. I decided to take advantage of the fact that it was so early and go take a shower with hopefully no one around.

I entered the bathroom and brushed my teeth before getting into one of the frosted glass cabins. The shower was huge and very fancy; inside the cabin, there was even a little bench where the water doesn't splash, so you can put your stuff there and change.

I took my time during the shower, letting the cold water run down my back and standing under the heavy water flow even after I was clean. Once I was feeling satisfied, I turned off the water pressure and started drying myself. As I was getting dressed, I heard two girls entering the bathroom.

"But that doesn't make sense. If that's the case, why didn't she claim her during the meeting?" the first girl said, exasperated.

"Maybe she felt differently once she saw her in person. It happens, you know. You see a picture of a girl in the meeting and think, 'no big deal,' and bam, you see her live, and she's like another person," the second girl answered.

"But, Lola, the thing is, she got infatuated with Sienna out of nowhere, and that was before she met her at the hazing."

I quickly lifted my head when my name was mentioned. At first, their talk was just background noise to me, but now I was paying full attention to everything they were saying. If I heard it right, the conversation was definitely about the girl who hazed me. I considered getting out and asking them directly, but I doubted they would reveal anything about her identity. So, I decided to keep listening.

"How do you know it was before?" Lola asked quizzically.

"I think three days before the freshmen moved in, Madison-- you know Madison Walters, right?"

"Yeah, I do. She was Aubrey's little sister."

"Yes. So Madison knocked on her door and asked if they could have a private talk. I left and waited, and when I came back, the first thing she asked me was for Sienna's profile. Right there and then, she was already obsessed with her."

"You know what, Harper? Let's wait. It's too soon for us to be making conclusions, and I desperately need to shower. Me and Katie were fucking like rabbits last night."

"Ew, and you didn't shower right after? You nasty bitch!"

"I was too tired, give me a break."

I stood very still; I didn't want them to notice me. When I heard them turning on the showers, I quickly grabbed my stuff and sprinted to my bedroom. Thankfully, I didn't meet anyone on the way. When I got to my room, El had just gotten up from bed.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Nothing. What do you mean?" I asked, trying to play it cool.

"One, you look like you sprinted all the way here, and two, you're smiling stupidly."

"It's just - remember I told you I wanted to find the girl from the hazing?" I said, feeling flustered. "Well, I think I got a lead on who she is."

"Oh my God! And you weren't going to tell me," she said, looking honestly shocked.

I just shrugged. "I didn't think you'd care."

"Of course, I care. How many times do I have to tell you we're BFFs, Sisi! Damn, you don't know anything about BFFs, do you?"

"Sorry, I just." I wrapped my arms around myself, something I did to feel less vulnerable. "I don't have many friends - and definitely not BFFs."

She stopped and got closer, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I was just messing around with you." She gave me a bright smile. "But seriously, you can tell me anything. I'm your friend now, so I care about everything you want to tell me, and I hope you care about the things I tell you as well. That's one thing about friends."

"Okay," I said, returning her smile. "Thank you, El."

I told El everything about the talk I heard in the bathroom, and she comically reacted with gasps and 'no way'. She even volunteered to go with me when I went to ask Maddy if she had any idea about the girl's identity.

"But Sisi," she asked when I was done talking, "what do you plan on doing when you find her?"

I froze. What would I do when I found her? I hadn't thought that far yet. Would I just go up to her and be like, 'hey, you fucked me in the hazing, let's do it again'? I absolutely couldn't do that; she would think I'm crazy. I could try to seduce her, but I'd never tried seducing anyone before. And did I want to seduce her? If so, what did that make me? What did this need I felt for her mean to me? There was something I tried ignoring, but it was constantly crawling in my head since the hazing, or maybe even before that -- am I a lesbian?

And in my mind, the question was 'lesbian,' not even 'bi' because not once in my life have I felt attracted to a guy. Not like the guys in my high school were interested in the bullied poor girl, but still, not even a crush. Opposing to that, I had a few females whom I felt attracted to, like my English teacher and a few actresses, but still not many. I had avoided thinking about that, but now the questions about my sexuality were assaulting my mind.

"I don't know," I said, feeling gloomy. "El, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, you can, Sisi! Ask me anything."

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to, but are you a lesbian?" I asked, hesitating before the word 'lesbian.'

"Not a lesbian, I'm actually bi. Why do you ask?" she promptly replied.

"It's just-" I gave a long pause, fighting to put my feelings into words. "I think I want to find that girl, and I don't exactly know what I want to do after, but I definitely feel like I want to be with her again. And I don't know if that makes me gay."

El grabbed my hands and squeezed them reassuringly.

"Sisi, I don't think you have to delve too deep into this right now. If the answer isn't obvious, maybe that's a sign that you should wait a little. For now, just think like this: you're someone going after someone. It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman; you just want to go after that specific person, and everything else can be an afterthought."

El was right; at least for now, I could just let it happen and not think too deeply about that. It was a nice feeling to finally have a friend whom I could share this type of thing. Aubrey and I share a lot, but I don't know why these types of things I still kept from her. Not because I don't trust her; it just didn't come naturally to me when I am with her, not in the way it did when I am with El.

"You're right. Thank you," I said, giving her my brightest smile.

"Stop thanking me! We're friends," she answered, shaking me by the shoulders playfully.

I waited for El to finish showering and getting ready for the day before we went to Maddy's room. She had given us her room number yesterday. El gave the door an energetic knock before a blue-haired girl opened it, probably Maddy's roommate.

"What?" she asked, frowning at us.

"Is Maddy there?" El thankfully asked, as I was pretty nervous because of the angry girl.

She slammed the door in our faces, and I heard her yelling for Maddy. A couple of seconds later, Maddy answered the door, looking like she was in the middle of blow-drying her hair.

"Hey, cuties! Forgive my roommate; Sarah is not really a morning person. You guys need anything?" she asked, smiling at us. What an angel.

"Maddy, can we talk to you in private?" I asked. I was feeling very anxious; I hated bothering people.

"Sure! Let me just quickly finish my hair, and we can go to your room."

We waited just for a bit before Maddy was ready to go, and then we went to my bedroom, where we all sat on the bed as I told her about the conversation I heard in the bathroom.

"So maybe you know who the girl is," I concluded.

"Maybe," she stopped and got deep in thought for a bit. "Was one of the girls named Harper?"

"Yes."

"Then I know who it is," Maddy said, but I got the impression she was a bit apprehensive.

"Fuck yeah!" El cheered excitedly. "It didn't even take us a week to find her!"

"We're lucky I was there when they were gossiping," I said, smiling, but truthfully I was pretty nervous.

"So," Maddy started; she looked like she was measuring her words very carefully. "After everything you told me, I'm sure that the girl we're looking for is Jessica Chandler. She's the sorority president."

Me and El gaped at that; we looked like movie characters, our mouths hanging open and our eyes wide. It took a while for us to get back from the shock and be able to ask.

"A Chandler?" I said.

"The president?" El said at the same time.

The Chandlers -- I've only heard about them. These people make El, the daughter of a man who works in the oil and gas business, and me, the stepdaughter of the owner of a multinational automotive manufacturer, look like beggars. Rumors say they sell weapons and own many mines in multiple territories. And their daughter, their only daughter, had sex with me. I could feel my blood pressure dropping at that sudden turn of events.

"Yes, I'm pretty positive it's her. I went to talk to Jessica about assigning me as your older sister three days before you guys moved in, and the stories match with Harper being there and me asking her to give us some privacy." Maddy answered.

"So, what are you waiting for?" El said excitedly. "Tell us more about her! Spit it out."

I was still kind of dazed from the revelation and rethinking my 'I want to meet her' plan. If the rumors are true about the Chandlers being scary people, not to mention their fame for being stuck-up, I wouldn't be able to manage being near someone like that.

"She's," Maddy gave a long pause and averted her gaze, putting her thoughts into words, "a good president, efficient, a bit straightforward."

"Oh god, she's a bitch, isn't she?" El said.

"No--that's--well, maybe," Maddy sighed, giving up. "Yes, she's a bitch."

I lowered my head and pressed it against my palms. It was over. No way I could even manage to talk to her now. It was fun while it lasted. I felt both the girls patting my back.

"Hey," Maddy said in a soothing voice, "maybe that's for the best. We'll have plenty of parties here, and maybe you can find another girl to get you blindfolded and laid."

"But Sisi," El said, "if you still want to talk to her, you know, just to have a better closing, it's not like she would eat you alive."

"She would," Maddy answered quickly.

"She's that bad?" I asked, raising my head and staring at Maddy.

"Listen," she sighed, "she's not a high school bully. She won't steal your lunch money or call you, I don't know, a pasta maker."

"Pasta maker?" El asked, frowning at her.

Maddy sighed exasperatedly. "I don't know how people bully Italians, okay? But she's naturally bitchy, a no-bullshit kind of gal."

"I think that's enough, girls," I said, getting up from the bed. "It didn't really work out, but that's okay. I don't mind."

"You sure?" Maddy asked. "If you really want to talk to her, we can go together."

"Maddy's right, we're here for you!" El said and also got up, grasping my hands in hers.

"I'm serious. It's okay! It was just a momentary thing," I said, giving them my best fake smile--it was a pretty good one since I used it a lot.

•••••

Me and the girls went to have breakfast; I was starving. The girls were worried about me being sad, so they made the chef put extra strawberries and whipped cream on my pancakes. We sat together at one of the tables that were further away from the others--Me, El, Maddy, and the blue-haired girl that I learned was named Sarah.

"You need to eat something sweet to raise your happy hormones!" El said, giving me one of her strawberries in addition to the many already on my plate.

"Happy hormones?" I asked.

"I think she means your endorphins," I heard someone say from behind me.

When I turned around, a beautiful, busty tall brunette was standing there, her piercing green eyes gazing deeply into me. She pulled a chair and sat next to me, offering her hand for a shake.

"I'm Harper!" she said, giving me a sly smile.

My heart was thundering in my chest. Had she found out about me overhearing her talk? What did she want with me? The other girls at the table also looked worried, especially Maddy. I felt my anxiety rising but took a deep breath and acted as calmly as possible.

"I'm Sienna," I shook her hand.

"I know who you are, Sisi."

"Can we help you with something, Harper?" Maddy asked, and I felt the sharpness in her tone.

"Not me," she said, rolling her eyes at Maddy. "Jess asked me to come here."

"What does that humongous whore want?" Sarah asked simply, like she hadn't just insulted the boss of this place.

"Watch your mouth, freak show," Harper said, and she didn't stop smiling for a second, but her gaze threw knives at Sarah.

"Will you just get to the point? We don't have all day!" El said, huffing angrily at Harper.

"Of course, pipsqueak, I'm sure your agenda is full today," the girl said, turning her eyes at me. I shivered under her gaze; that girl was scary. "Jess wants you to have breakfast with us, at the seniors' table. You coming?"

My hands were sweating, and I was fidgeting with my nails, pressing them until they hurt. I wasn't going to be able to gather the courage to go after Jessica, but right now, she was coming after me. It was one hell of an opportunity. Still, I was scared. Maddy said she wasn't like a high school bully, but what if she decided to start bullying girls now? But I wanted to see her, and I knew I would regret denying this opportunity. If everything went wrong, I just had to come running back to my friends' table, probably crying. So I said confidently,

"Okay. I'm coming."

El grabbed my wrist and quickly whispered in my ear, "Want me to come with you?"

I smiled at her and nodded no before getting up and following Harper. At some point, Harper slid her hand across my back and rested it there while she guided me. Her contact made me feel self-conscious, but I didn't have the guts to tell her to take it off. We slowly walked like that until we reached a table that was raised above the others. Not only that, but it also had some glass paneling separating it from the rest. The table had six girls sitting around it, so apparently not all the seniors sat there.

"Harper," I froze at the sound of that voice. "Hands off."

Harper took her hand away from my back and rolled her eyes at the owner of the imposing voice--the one that always talked as if she owned the world and for one night talked like she owned me. Shaking, I raised my eyes to look at her, and I was stunned. Warm blonde hair falling in perfect waves over her shoulder, flushed cheeks, juicy red lips that just begged to be kissed, and her eyes, just like Elizabeth Taylor, were purple-hued fantasy eyes. They looked out of this world and stared at me like a hungry animal.

She gave me a big, knowing smile, like she could read my mind, and pulled a chair, putting it right by her side.

"Come sit next to me, Sisi!" she said, and I melted. What was that girl doing to me?

I slowly headed for the chair, keeping my hands wrapped in front of me. Actually, I wanted to wrap them around myself, but that would look weird, so I didn't. Jess stared at me as I approached, and I was scared she could see me shaking and my breathing coming sharp. I sat next to her, and it hit me right in the face; she still smelled like lavender.

"Good girl," she said, wrapping one arm around me. Leaning into my ear, she whispered, "I missed you, y'know?"

I took a sharp intake of breath at her words and turned around to look her in the eyes. Worst mistake of my life. Our faces were too close, and her eyes looked hypnotizing. I couldn't help but flick my gaze momentarily to her perfect, full lips so close to mine. I was sure the other people at the table thought I looked stupid, staring at Jessica like she was a ghost or something out of this world. And maybe I was the one too anxious, but I felt like she was reading me like a book, smiling at all my gasps and every time I tried averting my gaze and failing.

"Hey Jess," one of the girls at the table called. "We're still here, you know?"

Jessica slowly turned her head at the girl, her gaze intense.

"You're right, Katie, that's a problem. I need you all to leave," she said, sounding a bit threatening.

"But--" the Katie girl started protesting before Harper pulled her.

"Let's go, Katie," Harper said. "I knew this would happen," she sighed.

"Wait, you don't need to tell them to leave," I said as the girls were getting up from the table. I was feeling so embarrassed by the situation.

"But I want to," she answered with a smile. "Don't worry, Sisi, they're already done with breakfast, and you and I need some alone time."

"We do?" I asked, feeling confused, happy, sad, anxious--everything all at once.

"Of course we do, silly!" she said, raising her hand to cup my cheek, her touch burning my skin. "You owe me something."

My eyes went wide at her affirmation. "I do?"

She laughed at my limited speech ability, and the sound of her laughter was like a melody. I was losing the skill of forming sentences with more than two words, and that showed. That girl was enchanting me like no one ever before, and I felt stupid.

And then, out of nowhere, she leaned in closer to me, wrapping my lips in hers. I gasped as our lips touched, and she kissed me slowly, taking her time savoring me. It was soft and dreamy; her smell engulfed me, and I felt like I was floating. She brushed and pressed her lips against mine, sending shivers through my spine. When we parted, she caressed my bottom lip with her thumb. My heart was thundering against my chest, and my cheeks burned hot from embarrassment and maybe a bit of arousal.

"You promised me anything," she said, a big seductive smile on her face. "And I know what I want."

It flashed across my mind, me bouncing up and down on her hand, begging her to let me cum. And the words that came out of my mouth, 'I will do anything'. I could tell her no; after all, that was just bed talk. But I didn't want to tell her no, I wanted to let her have her way with me. I gulped down hard before answering her.

"Okay," I said. "What do you want?"

She put her hand on my chin, raising my head and making me stare deeply into her eyes, dazing me with their unusual color.

"I want you, Sisi," she said, delighting in my gasp. "Anytime I want, everywhere I want. Will you let me have it?"

The voice of reason told me to say no; I barely knew this girl, and rumors say she's a mean bitch. But my heart and my sex were begging me to say yes. I wanted to let her have her way with me, anytime and anywhere. I craved to be at her mercy. So this time, I let go of the voice of reason. I didn't want to feel bound to logic or obligation anymore; I wanted to be bound to her.

"Yes," I answered, feeling bold and wrapping my arms around her neck.

"Then, I want you now," she said, pulling me by the waist and guiding me to sit on top of the table.

"B-but Jessica," I said, my eyes wide with shock. "We're in the middle of the dining room!"

"There's the paneling," she answered simply.

"It's glass paneling!"

"Frosted glass paneling," she retorted.

Suddenly, I felt her hands snaking up my legs and under my skirt. Her movements were slow and deliberate, making my skin burn at her contact. She stared at me as she let her hands wander to my inner thighs, squeezing the delicate skin there and ripping a gasp from me. Jessica smiled brightly at my reaction, her eyes glinting with something I couldn't yet describe. Maybe somewhere mixed in there was the feeling of conquest.

"Did you already forget, Sienna?" she said, sounding sassy. "Anytime I want, everywhere I want. If you keep quiet, no one will know, and if you really don't want it, then look me in the eyes and tell me to stop, and I will."