During the evening, music played in the background with various genres from the past to the current day. Then, the next song began playing, and Meredith interrupted herself in mid-conversation.
“Oh my god! Kayla, our song is playing,” Meredith gleefully blurted out. The song, (I’ve had) The Time of My Life by Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes from the movie Dirty Dancing, had just begun.
“You two have your own song? What are you two a thing?” the Pledge Mistress inquired slightly annoyed.
Meredith had a huge smile, “Yes, but not like that. We memorized the entire dance routine from the movie when we were younger. We’ve performed it dozens of times.”
Kayla chuckled, “Yeah, we won last year’s talent show at school doing it.”
Millicent rolled her eyes, “You’re kidding?” She said with a hint of disdain.
Carol sided-eyed her companion again before shaking her head. “Well, I think that’s awesome. Can you show us?”
Kayla’s eyes went wide, “What? You mean right now?” she nervously asked.
Meredith grabbed Kayla’s arm, gently pulling her away, “We’d love to!”
As they moved away from Carol and Millicent, Kayla stopped and looked Meredith in the eyes. “Meredith, no! Are you crazy? I’m in a long dress and heels.”
“So take off your shoes,” Meredith kept pulling her away towards the middle of the floor.
Carol clapped her hands loudly, “Ladies, we have a special treat tonight. Two of our prospective pledges are going to entertainment us. Can someone start this song from the top?” she yelled.
Kayla kept trying to pull away from Meredith, “No, no, no! Meredith, we’re going to be humiliated.”
Meredith grabbed Kayla around the waist. “Sweetie, I get the sense that we are on the outside looking in. Maybe if we pull this off, it will push us over the top, and we’ll get in. Now come on, we got this.” Meredith slipped off her shoes and waited for her friend.
Kayla looked around the room. The rest of the girls had formed a vast circle and stared at the two best friends in the center. She realized there was no getting out of this, so she reluctantly removed her heels. She glared at Meredith, “If you drop me, I’ll never forgive you.”
Meredith smiled, “That only happened once, okay, twice. I promise we’re going to kill it.”
Kayla and Meredith separated to opposite sides of the eager circle of women. The song began playing. Luckily for Kayla, the beginning did not require her to do much other than stand there and look adorable. It was up to Meredith to get it going, and get it going she did.
Meredith sauntered towards Kayla as the sound began, beckoning her with a crooked finger. Her arms circled around Kayla’s waist before she swirled dipped her friend.
The spectators were already into it, gasping and whistling just like in the movie.
By the time Meredith spun Kayla around in circles, the women were clapping and cheering. The two friends continued, nailing every move and nuance of the memorable scene. Meredith did a fantastic job at the Swayze part. When it came time for her solo, she improvised since there was no stage to jump off. She swayed her luscious hips back and forth while snapping her fingers down low before dropping to her knees and thrashing her hair around her head. Her low-cut dress that barely kept her bra-covered bountiful breasts hidden could no longer do its job. Meredith’s right breast was uncovered with her last twirl, and she stood waiting for Kayla, slightly exposed.
Kayla hiked up her dress, “Here goes nothing,” she muttered to herself just before she ran towards her friend.
Just at the right moment, she launched herself into the air. Meredith caught her perfectly, lifting her high in the air. Kayla spread her arms like a bird, grinning from ear to ear while Meredith held her midair. Then, she slowly slipped towards the floor, held in Meredith’s embrace.
Their eyes locked with each other’s. “Oh my god, I think we did it,” Kayla whispered to her friend while they finished the dance, and Kayla put Meredith’s exposed bra-covered boob back in her dress.
Meredith smiled back, giving her a wink, “Damn right we did, sweetie.”
The two young women finished the routine to thunderous applause from everyone except the Pledge Mistress, who stood with her arms folded, seemingly unimpressed.
As Kayla and Meredith put their shoes back on, Head Mistress Carol approached them with Millicent and Alexis by her side. “Ladies, that was fantastic. I see why you won your talent show. It took a lot of courage to do that on a whim.”
“Thank you, Carol, we had a lot of fun,” Meredith told her, still trying to catch her breath.
Kayla had her hands on her hips, trying to catch her breath as well, “I hope we didn’t disappoint?” She glanced at Alexis, who gave a thumbs-up from behind the President. However, Millicent still had an annoyed look on her face. Maybe that’s her resting bitch face, Kayla thought.
Carol chuckled. “Not in the slightest. You two were amazing.” She turned towards Alexis, “Sister Alexis can you escort these two to the library?” She turned back towards Kayla and Meredith, “Why don’t you two grab a drink from the bar? You deserve it. Then, follow Alexis, and we’ll see you in a few minutes.”
Millicent stepped forward, putting her hand on Carol’s forearm, “But Carol, I thought we already decided…” her words faded as Carol glared at her and stared at Millicent’s hand, which she slowly removed from the President’s arm.
“Now, as I was saying, follow Alexis, and we’ll see you shortly.” Carol spun around, gathering a few sorority sisters.
Alexis chatted with Kayla and Meredith in the library, sipping their Mimosas. “You ladies were phenomenal, and I know that Carol and most of the other sisters really enjoyed it.”
“Except for the person we probably need to impress the most,” Kayla countered. “What’s up with the Pledge Mistress? She doesn’t seem to like us very much.”
Alexis waved off the comment, “Don’t worry about Millie. She’s mostly a bitch, but has been relatively harmless. She’s a legacy. Her Mom was President of the sorority back in her day and is now a very powerful and wealthy businesswoman. She donates tons of money to us so that we can have amazing parties and adventures.”
The doors opened, and three prospective pledges entered the room, followed by all the Eta Theta Pi sisters. Carol was the last to enter and closed the doors behind her.
“Okay, everyone, it’s been a fabulous evening. Sisters, the five young ladies that stand before you will be our pledges and hopefully new HONS for this year.”
Applause echoed around the room while the five hopefuls looked around, surprised by the announcement.
The five pledges grouped together, hugging and congratulating each other, meeting for the first time. They began to get to know each other.
“Hey, ya’ll, my name’s Chrissy, Chrissy Lin.” The short Asian-American girl with straight jet-black hair was the first to speak. Her voice had a southern twang, which was a little bit of a surprise.
“Ya’ll two brought you’re A-game tonight,” pointing at Kayla and Meredith.
Kayla and Meredith thanked everyone as the rest of the girls complimented them on their stunning performance. Then, they introduced themselves and added what they were majoring in.
“Marine biology? Going to learn to talk to fish?” asked Naomi Juma with a chuckle. She was a tall black girl with a small, curly afro with blonde highlights. Her skin was as black as midnight.
“Dolphins, actually,” Kayla corrected with a smile.
“Hi, I’m Francesca Reyes,” the last girl stated. She was average height, but her booty put Meredith’s to shame. She had long brown hair with a streak of pink that curled throughout her luscious mane. “I’m majoring in law.”
The five ladies chatted for a bit. They found out Chrissy was majoring in Public Relations and Naomi, Mathematics, making the group not only ethnically diverse but also in career paths.
“Did anyone ever tell you you look like Sarah Gibson from Instagram?” Francesca asked Kayla.
“The musician?” Kayla inquired.
Francesca nodded, “Yeah, I think you look just like her. Doesn’t she, girls?”
The newly formed pledge group nodded in agreement.
The Head Mistress Carol McKenzie clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention. “Okay, pledges, as you know, the Pledge Mistress for this year is Millie, and she will be taking charge of you five starting now. Carol nodded at Millie to proceed.
The uptight blonde Pledge Mistress stepped in front of the young women and began the proceedings, severely changing the tone of the gathering. “Okay, pledges, first off, if any of you call me Millie, I’ll have you doing push-ups naked in the student center. It’s Millicent. Am I clear?”
The five girls with huge smiles only a few seconds ago, now looked at each other with concern.
The Pledge Mistress scowled at them, “I’m sorry, you little bitches I didn’t hear you,” putting a hand to her ear.
“Yes,” the group stammered out of sync.
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