Caitlin returns home and tries to find a way to relax. It looks as if her Pledge Class isn't letting that happen.

Disclaimer
This is a work of fiction. There should be no way that these characters are like anyone else, but if that isn’t the case, it has definitely been unintentional. Also, if you happen to find that your life is represented in these pages, I’ll be impressed.

Sorority Boy
By poetheather
Chap 8

After dropping Becca off at her apartment, Merri and I headed back to the House. I was tired but I did feel better. The time with my mom had been wonderful and something I had really needed after all of this insanity. I had been almost normal, except for the breasts.

We made it back in time for lunch and after making it through the meal and plenty of thanks I headed up to the room I shared with Meredith. I sat down heavily on my bed and grabbed my bear, hugging him tightly. In just a short time my life had become utterly toppsy turvey and it was my fault. I had done this to myself and there really was no other way to look at it.

Why a Sorority? Why go after something like that? I hadn’t thought about that earlier, preferring to just go with the idea rather than thinking it through. Inn a way I should have known that the girls would have changed the dress codes to make it more “feminine”. That was an obvious and easily allowable move. So why had I not even considered it. The whole things made me think that I wanted this to happen. Did I?

I couldn’t be sure, as I was certain I didn’t want anything like that but then again I wasn’t certain I didn’t. The same damn questions and doubts over and over, like a loop. So what did I know?

I knew that I wanted to give this a fair and honest shot, at least a semester. I knew that if I was okay with things that I would spend all four years here as Caitlin rather than Richard. I knew I preferred Cait to Dick any day of the week. I knew that while I wasn’t overly pleased with the clothes I could live with them. I knew that I loved Meredith and would probably have never met her without this stupid stunt. I knew that I could do this, even though the dating guys thing was bothersome. I knew I enjoyed kissing Paul, in a way I really didn’t want to further explore. I knew that I liked the girls of the House and my fellow Pledges. I knew I could do this, it just that part of me wasn’t sure I really wanted to do this.

I felt like a dog biting it’s own tail.

I sat there, hugging my knees to me, aware that this was a very feminine position. They really had done a number to me already. I wasn’t sure what to do so I just sat there.

A knock brought me out of my revere. I looked up and Sarah was looking in at me. “Caitlin, I just came in to check up on you.”

I waved her in. She had her medic’s bag with her and was smiling. “Well, you don’t look worse for well. I take it your trip was restful?”

“Yeah it was. A few moments of excitement but nothing like Rush week.”

Sarah took my hand and checked my pulse, watching her watch. “Well, your pulse seems fine. Do you still have any weakness?”

“No. I’m just a bit tired, but that’s nothing new. I haven’t really been sleeping well since this whole thing started.”

She seemed to be considering this then asked, “Did you used to sleep on your stomach?”

“Hunh? I mean, some, why?” That confused me. Why the hell would that have to do with my ability to sleep?

Sarah closed the door and sat down on the bed. “Since you have breasts now you won’t really be able to sleep on your chest. The pressure can keep you from really resting. It’ll take a while to get used to sleeping differently, but you can do it. Try some Melatonin until you get used to sleeping on your back. It can help you sleep deeper and hopefully get more rest.”

I nodded. “Thanks. I’ll try that.”

“Good. Now, you just rest. There really is no need to overstress yourself out at this point. The semester’s young.”

“Thanks Sarah.”

“No problem. Take care.” I watched her leave. Could these damn breasts be getting in the way of my sleep? Just what I needed, more stupid breast tricks.

I had no idea what I wanted to do with the rest of my day. Maybe I should go for a walk on campus and try to get a feel for the place, after all I had classes there really soon. Knowing your way around any place always struck me as important.

I headed out, taking my time on the walk, looking at all the buildings and marking down where some of my classes were held. The campus was huge but beautiful. The red brick and grey stone buildings were awesome and trees lined many of the paths. There were several gardens about with bright flowers and some of the walkways were lined with bushes. I really liked just the look of the school. Sure the reputation of the school was in its instructors, but the place looked conducive to education.

There were other students walking around enjoying the sights. I just lost myself in moving and enjoyed things. I felt kind of at peace with myself. It wasn’t anything world-shaking, just some time where no worries or fears filled my head, making me doubt everything I had done so far. It was just nice to get lost outside of my own thoughts and in sensation.

I wandered into the Library building and went in to wander the stacks. The main part of the building was nice but the stacks were huge. So large, as a matter of fact, that they had to have half levels. Being short paid off in not feeling claustrophobic by the densely packed books. I was still trying to figure out the pattern when I realized that it wasn’t Dewey Decimal. Crap. Did I have to learn a new method for organizing books?

I headed down to the information desk and saw that they had tours of the Library. That would help. I signed up for a tour tomorrow, so I could get back to the House and get some dinner, besides I think there was something I was supposed to do tonight. I couldn’t remember. I know there wasn’t anything official for the House, as Meredith would have reminded me.

I was a bit surprised when my cell phone rang. I got it out of my purse and answered. “Hello?”

“Caitlin?” The voice sounded familiar but I wasn’t sure who it was.

“Yes?”

“This is Alison.” I was surprised. I didn’t know that she even had my number. “Can you head over to the student union building right now? The rest of the pledge group is here and we’re having a meeting.”

Okay. I’ll head on over. Give me about five minutes.” I hustled over to the student union building, which was near the library. That certainly helped things.

When I got there Alison was waiting there. She was wearing a black shirt with a smiling skull and crossbones on them and a black plaid mini skirt. I think I was starting to fall in love with the whole Goth look. “Hey there. We’re in the coffee shop.”

I followed her in and most everyone else was there. Dawn seemed to be in charge of things. She was so freaking hot that it distracted me. The last one to arrive was Brittany. “Sorry I’m late. I got held up at the Theatre.”

“No problem.” replied Dawn. “The reason I called us together is that I figured that we need to get to know each other a little.”

Esperanza said, “That makes sense. We are going to be around each other a lot.”

“So, what do we talk about?” asked Amy after she had a sip of her Iced Mocha.

Alison snickered. “Well, we can tell embarrassing stories?”

Devin blushed brightly. She obviously had thought of something. “Can we not do that?”

“We may have to, as part of the whole Pledge thing.” stated Dawn. “We also need to choose Pledge Class officers, which we will need to consider.”

Megan spoke up. “I can do Secretary, if that is a position. I know shorthand and I can write really fast.”

“Any ideas on ways to get to know each other better? I mean, it would make sense if we became friends.” Holly seemed to be thinking of something. “We could always have a slumber party. That would give us the time to find out who we all are.”

As everyone seemed to think this was a great idea, I started to panic. I could get caught and exposed. I felt like this group was diverse enough to accept me, but Nadia had said to not tell anyone. What the hell could I do? I knew I had the latex vagina I could wear, but this might be a common occurrence.

“We can all come over to my place tomorrow,” said Alison. “I have the room and that would let me have some time to clean things up.”

It was a plan. Tomorrow night would be me with these girls, alone, without Becca or Merri to protect me. I needed to talk to Meredith, to see if she had any ideas. I knew she said something about needing a female history but I never figured that I would need it so soon.

“Tomorrow it is.” stated Dawn. “We can order take out and have fun.”

The conversation broke up to smaller groups, talking across the table and such. It was a cacophony of voices and I could feel the world closing in on me. I took some deep breaths, trying to slow my breathing. I didn’t need another panic attack. Sarah would haul me into the hospital if I had another one, and then there would be even more questions. God I’m an idiot.

“Can everyone read it before tomorrow?” said Holly.

I was drawing a blank; however the bright color of Megan’s cheeks made me think that it had something to do with her Fanfic story. Everyone was saying sure and repeating the title. This could be fun and would certainly help me get to know Megan better. But, My Little Pony? I mean, who would write something like that? I guess I would find out.

The conversations wandered for a while, covering all sorts of topics. I really had little to add to anything involving dating or some of their other stories. I just sat there and soaked up everything, like I had when the House was trying to train me in the intricacies of being a girl. It really was the only way to learn.

People started to drift off after a while. I headed back to the House with Dawn and Megan. Megan had gotten over her blushing incident and was bouncy. We talked about classes and what we were hoping to do with our time at the school. I told Dawn I really wanted to see some of her sculpture. It was nice.

I called it an early night after dinner. Sleep would help me more at this point rather than thought. Besides, thought had gotten me into more trouble lately than out. Worrying about tomorrow night would make no difference in what would happen. I changed into my nightgown, crawled under the sheets and tried to drift off to sleep.

Sleep was long in coming, with my mind rolling things over and trying to build the history that Meredith had mentioned. I had to admit that it was odd trying to figure out when I would have started my periods, when I wasn’t biologically equipped. I figured being a late starter would be more in keeping with things.

I was still awake when Meredith got in. “Hey there sweetie, are you okay?”

“Just a bit stressed and worried about tomorrow night.”

“Caitlin, don’t stress. Things will be fine and no one will figure out anything. Now get to sleep.” She kissed me on the forehead and started to undress.

I watched as she took off her clothes, enjoying the sight of her naked body. Merri was beautiful and that made me happy. She pulled on her PJ’s and crawled into bed behind me. Her arms around me helped me to slow my thinking down and finally get to sleep.