Synopsis: When Miles chooses to dress up as a girl and rush a sorority, he may have bitten off more than he could chew.

I’m not sure what I was thinking when I did it, honestly. I always felt like a girl on the inside but it wasn’t something that I was going to tell the world. I mean I still had my parents to worry about, jeez. What would they think? Over the years I’d taught myself how to do makeup really, really well. On the weekends I’d spent countless hours dressing up in my sister’s clothes while she and my mother were away, and I remembered staring at myself longingly in front of a full length mirror, wishing, and maybe even praying that I could be an actual girl. I wasn’t stupid, though; that was never going to be happen. I guess I knew I was trans back then, you know?
I got it into my head that I wanted to try living as a girl for one night, but I needed to like, go somewhere that no one would recognize me. I know what you’re going to say: this was utterly stupid, and rushing a sorority was probably the dumbest thing I could have done. In my head it made sense, it meant I could interact with other women and sort of feel accepted. Hey, I was good enough to pass as a girl, they would never know.
It wasn’t too long before I found myself on a sidewalk with a group of other potential pledges in front of the Alpha Gamma house. I was clutching the fake resume of sorts that I had conjured up. It listed my ‘major’, which I had put down as ‘Pre-Law’ when I was really a journalism major. I had come up with this elaborate history that to my mind seemed believable, like growing up on a farm in Ohio. No one lived in Ohio anyway, not like they could dispute my story even if they tried. My plan was to do this rush thing, get the satisfaction living as a woman for one night and then hopefully it would get out of my system. Dear god was I wrong.
“Okay ladies,” Our guide announced to the group of us. “This is the last house we’re going to be visiting tonight, it’s Alpha Gamma, one of the oldest sororities on campus. You know the drill by now, so go in, mingle, ask questions, and good luck!”
“Isn’t this going to be fun?” The girl next to me, Rebecca jostled me in the ribs as she grinned widely.
“Oh yeah, fun!” I confirmed in the feminine voice that I had been practicing for years. I hope it passed; this was the first time I’d ever tried it outside of my room. Or in this case, my dorm. I was really happy I somehow hadn’t been assigned a roommate yet, it meant I could get dressed for this little endeavor in peace, and without having to explain a stash of female clothes.
As we got inside I could see that this sorority was far different from any of the others we had visited. This place seriously reeked of money. I glanced around the entryway; an inlaid marble floor sat at the foot of a long staircase that broke off in two directions, and the open concept downstairs area was massive, simply massive. I couldn’t really get an idea of how big the place was honestly, there were too many people gathered, some talking, some eating, some pouring drinks. It was like, a massive social gathering. The good thing was that with so many people here it was unlikely that anyone would actually talk go me. Good; I didn’t know how much longer I could maintain my cover having visited like ten other houses tonight. The flats I’d chosen to wear were killing my feet – I didn’t even KNOW flats could hurt your feet that bad, what the hell?
Instead of talking to anyone I immediately made my way to the food table. They had a huge assortment of cocktail sausages, cheese, crackers, hard boiled eggs, and even biscotti. It was all laid out really nicely. Like I said, the place reeked of money. Old money.
“Hi!” A brunette girl stepped in my path. I nearly pissed myself. I’m not a big guy by any means, and she was…intimidating. “My name is Remy, I’m the president of Alpha Gamma!”
Oh my god. I could feel a lump developing in my throat, what the hell was I even supposed to say here?”
“Hi,” I squeaked. “My name is um…Allison.”
“You sound a little unsure there,” She laughed. “So what’s your major? What brings you to Alpha Gamma?”
“Well, my major is pre-law,” I was pretty sure I was starting to stutter. “And you know I uh…you know I’ve always wanted to join a house like this one because it would feel good to have a group of sisters to like, always have my back and…you know to have their backs…I guess? The whole sisterhood thing really appeals to me.”
I can’t believe I got all of that out of my mouth. I didn’t even know where it came from.
She nodded thoughtfully.
“It’s a good answer,” She said. “Though not one I haven’t heard before. Still I think your heart is in the right place. So do you have any questions for me?”
“I uh…what can you tell me about Alpha Gamma?” I asked nervously. I was going to sweat my makeup off. I could already feel my wig starting to slide. Holy shit. If she figured me out I was going to be in serious trouble.
“Our sorority was founded in 1871, and this particular house has been at Bellcrest University since 1951. We started out as a colony like any other house but we eventually got our own charter and…here we are! As a sorority we put a heavy emphasis on the principals of sisterhood and belonging but we also focus heavily on academics. You need to maintain a grade point average of 3.0 or higher to be a part of the house and we do ask that you be involved in at least one extracurricular. Some of the girls are cheerleaders but others are more into philanthropy. See while we are a regular sorority, so to speak, we’re also very service oriented.”
I nodded. It did sound like a lot of fun, it’s too bad I would never be a part of it.
“That is really interesting,” I said. “Sisterhood is very, very important to me. I’m also really big into feminism, obviously. Equality is very important to me.”
“That’s great to hear,” She said with a nod. “In my opinion a lot of people get feminism completely wrong.”
“I agree,” I said. “People like to think that it’s all about women overtaking men but it’s more about operating on an even playing field without having the deck stacked against us.”
I don’t even know how I was managing to stay this calm.
“Definitely,” She said, smiling. “Hey, I have to get to some of the other girls, so why don’t I take your resume and recommendation letters and maybe we’ll get back to you?”
I nodded, pretending to be happy.
“Absolutely,” I said. I reached into the folder I was holding and handed her the papers. She smiled and told me it was great to meet me before disappearing into the crowd. I nearly died. Seriously. I spent the rest of my time there hanging out in a corner; I was too afraid to even go for the food table. I guess I was hoping if I kept my mouth shut and stayed out of sight no one would talk to me. Eventually the nigh ended and we piled out of the house, each of going our separate ways, which mean me going back to my dorm room where I undressed and rubbed off the makeup that I’d so elaborately fussed over earlier in the evening. There, I’d done it. I’d gone out dressed as a girl, I’d talked to other girls, maybe now it was out of my system, right?
I passed the rest of the night playing Elder Scrolls Online and eventually collapsed into my bed, thinking about all of the events that had happened over the course of the night. Eventually I drifted off to sleep, only to wake up at like ten in the morning to the sound of my phone running. I rolled over, groaning and squinted at the caller ID. What the hell? This was literally the phone number for Alpha Gamma. I knew the number off the top of my head because I’d researched every sorority thoroughly before rush night. I wanted to know what I was getting into. So here’s a question: how did they have my phone number? I thought hard. Had I really messed up and put my own phone number of the resume I’d handed to…oh what was her name? Remy? Yeah, it was Remy, I think. Oh god, what was I going to do? I could ignore it, but then it would go to my voicemail which was so very male. I couldn’t let that happen. I slid the green ‘Answer’ button over to the right and held the phone up to my ear.
“Hello?” I answered in the girliest voice I could manage at this ungodly hour.
“Hey Allison!” I heard a woman’s voice on the other end of the phone. “This is Remy from Alpha Gamma, I was just calling because I think you left a book here last night at rush?”
Oh god. I tried to remember if I’d been carrying one of my school books. It was possible, I had been working on a homework assignment and…yeah I was carrying a book. You know, I could have just let it go but college textbooks aren’t cheap. If it was the one I was thinking of it was like $200. I couldn’t just leave that behind.
“I…I can come by and get it in an hour,” I said nervously.
“Okay!” Remy said. “I’ll let the girls know you’re stopping by, okay?”
“Okay,” I squeaked. “I’ll uh…see you soon.”
I crawled out of bed and ran to the bathroom. There was no time to shower, I just slathered my makeup on as best I could, though to be honest it was still passable. I got dressed in the same thing I was wearing last night and threw my wig on. It was a little messy so I smoothed it out with my hands. Okay, good, passable. My small frame really helped to lend to the illusion, thank god.
I left my dorm, checking both ways to make sure no one saw me, though I don’t know why I bothered, it wasn’t like anyone knew who I was. Seriously. I was the most unremarkable person in school.
It didn’t take me long to get to the house, it was less than a mile from the dorm. I parked out front and made my way up the front walk, passing under the AG letters affixed to the gable of the house which was flanked by pristine white pillars against a red brick façade. I knocked on the front door and held my breath. I hoped to god they wouldn’t answer. You know, maybe I should have come as myself. I could have been like ‘Yeah, I’m Allison’s boyfriend, I’m here for her book!’. Why didn’t I think of that before? Before I could really bash myself mentally over that, the door opened. A small blonde girl was standing there in a green sundress. She smiled at me.
“Hey, you must be Allison!” She chirped. “Come on in, I have your book here somewhere…”
“Okay,” I said nervously as I followed her in. The place was just as I remembered it, save for the fact that it was nearly empty. I heard a few voices coming from down the hall where the girl was leading me. I gulped. I didn’t want to go any further into the house than I had to. Moments later we passed through a doorway and we were standing in a meeting room. I nearly shit myself. There were like thirty girls in here, all sitting around a U-shaped conference table. Remy was at the head of the table, busy with paperwork of some kind.
“Remy,” The blonde girl said. “Allison is here for her book.”
Remy looked up, her eyes met mine.
“Hi, Allison,” She smiled. For the first time I notice how beautiful she was. She had these deep blue eyes, long brunette hair with a tint of red and her lips…oh god her lips.. They were huge, but the way she’d coated them with a matte lipstick, topped with gloss made her that much more attractive. Her floral tunic top just added to it. “We need to talk.”
“Talk?” I said. I was ready to bolt, but I heard the door shut behind me.
“Have a seat,” She gestured to a lone chair in the center of the room, flanked by both sides of the conference table. “We need to talk about how you lied on your application.”