Casper Siyansky's Story

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A good thing about the underclassman Sigmas was that they were all really enthusiastic. A lot of the juniors, and Jack's fellow seniors were too, but he knew that he could always count on the sophomores to be up bright and early, have grins on their faces, and be able to maintain a sense of energy that Jack never could muster up in the mornings. He wasn't a morning person to begin with, and add in the fact that he was always, somehow, running late for whatever it was that was on his schedule, it was no surprise that he didn't reach the Sigma booth until around 12:45, when he had promised to be there no later than noon. He'd excuse part of the lateness due to his ten AM class running a little late, but even then, he still found the time to make it to the dining hall and chow down on a couple of tacos before casually making his way to the south lawn, where the student organization fair was being held. It wasn't that Jack didn't care about representing the Sigma brothers appropriately or that he was even trying to shove the hard work onto the other guys... he just didn't prioritize certain things as well as he should. What always came first was his happiness, and as long as he wasn't hurting anyone, he didn't think it was a problem. It wasn't like he was holding a gun to the other guys' heads anyway, forcing them to be there. Luckily, the majority of the other Sigmas were just as chill as Jack was. No one really complained about petty things, and they just did what they needed to do to have fun.

He was pleased to find that most of his Sigma brothers were still at the booth, and that there was a few freshman by it to, expressing their interest in the fraternity. As he approached, he caught the tail end of one of his juniors, Bentley's explanation for why a group of guys should consider pledging Sigma. "Yeah, we've got all that good stuff plus more access to beer and babes than any other house on this campus. If you actually wanna have "the" college experience, you pledge Sigma. Simple as that. If you wanna be coerced into wearing a suit for no reason in the Miami heat, and have half the girls on campus thing you're a pretentious douche, head over to the Beta booth. Your call." He offered them a shrug of his shoulders, but his smile soon turned wider as he held out his head, "But I guess I'm a little biased, since I'm Sigma president. Jack Decker. If you guys need any additional help in figuring out that Sigmas are the way to go, come by our party on Friday. The info's on the flyers over here, but hit me up on Facebook or Instagram if you've got any other questions about our house." A few minutes later, when the boys left, seeming pretty interested, Jack gave Bentley a friendly slap on the back. "They seemed decent. Good find, man," he said, before directing his next words towards the rest of the group in general. "What's the consensus been, guys? We looking good for this pledge season, or what?" He checked the time on his phone, and saw that it was steadily getting closer to one in the afternoon. While the fair was supposed to last until two, Jack didn't see the need in keeping any of his boys there until then. The carnival started at three, and while Jack had no intentions of getting there that early, like with most events, the Sigmas needed some time to pregame. The carnival might have ended up being fun sober, but really, they wouldn't be Sigmas if they even thought of doing that. "And I don't know about you guys, but I'm ready to call it a day with this event. All of our flyers are basically gone, so kudos to you, Parker, for printing that shit out for me last night at three in the morning." He offered the junior a grin as he shamelessly addressed the last-minute preparations for today's event, and how unorganized their booth probably seemed compared to the others. "But yeah, let's clean this shit up and get out of here. Azzi, you picked up the liquor last night, right? And Parker, you've got bud? I'll see if any of the Zetas wanna come over before the carnival." He barely waited for the other boys to answer before heading across the lawn to where the Zeta booth was situated. He had only just seen Lorraine's text, so he didn't feel bad opting to answer her in person, rather than over the phone. "Just saw your text. Me and the boys are calling it quits early today with this fair, but we're gonna start getting ready for the carnival in a little. We've got a shit load of liquor and bud, so you and any of your other Zeta girls are welcome," he said with a grin, upon finding Lorraine at the booth.

Location: South Campus Lawn | Mood: Happy and Energetic | Outfit: Here | Dialogue: #4E8975

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Kara had been at the South Campus Lawn for a little while now. She had promised her mother she would take a look at each of the sororities booths before deciding where she would pledge. So at the moment she was at the Alpha’s booth trying to stay as unnoticed as possible. She truly wasn’t all that interested in this sorority and a few disapproving looks from a few of the girls running the booth confirmed why. She almost was tempted to try and join just to tick some of these girls off. She didn’t want to have to deal with that for the rest of her time at college though. So she just gave them a winning smile as she felt her phone vibrate.

The text she saw made her smile for real this time. So far she was falling in love with the Theta’s and a lot of it had to do with Lex and Annabelle. At the moment she’d gotten a text from Lex and quickly typed a reply.

To Lex:
be there in a sec seeing what alphas have to offer aka stealing free food ;)

She hit send as she nonchalantly made her way over to the small snacks they were offering and grabbed a few. She noticed the girls were still watching her and she smiled deviously. [color=4e8975]”Thanks! Looking forward to possibly pledging to you guys.”[/color] Then with that she turned and left the Alpha table. She wasn’t about to write all of the Alpha’s off as she had heard from some classmates that a few of the girls were actually pretty cool, but she had yet to meet any of those ones.

On her way to Theta’s booth she passed a familiar face, Casper was talking to a woman at the Zeta booth. She would have stopped to say hi, but didn’t feel like interrupting their conversation. She had a feeling they’d run into each other again at some point here and she could say hey then. Something about him intrigued her and she wasn’t sure what it was. It surprised her a little too because typically guys like him she found to be annoying assholes which she was positive he could be an ass, but she was still drawn to him for some reason.

She brushed the thought off as she finally made it to the Theta’s booth. She stood around searching for the familiar face when she finally spotted her. Smiling she made her way over to the woman and noticed Annabelle was there with her as well along with a few unfamiliar faces. ”So some of the Alpha girls may have made your job easier in convincing me to join you guys. Are all of them Bitch Queens or did I just get a bad bunch?”

To: Naomi
I'm not feeling good. I'm going to head out and get changed for the carnival.

To: Cas
I need to talk to you. Come to the Alpha house?

To: Cam
Can we meet up tonight at the Carnival?

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Parker laughed at Jack's late appearance, and the shout out he got for printing out the Sigma flyers last night. What could he say? He was a good Sigma, and he didn't mind picking up some slack to make sure that their booth was presentable for the day. While he had helped set up the booth that morning, he had to leave for a good amount of the actual event to attend a class, and had only returned a few minutes before Jack had gotten back. Although Jack didn't seem interested in sticking around for very long, and Blake did a good job at picking out enough guys to get everything cleaned up, Parker didn't mind helping to sleep up the clean-up process. He did want to get back to the house soon, to give him enough time to make sure that he actually did have enough bud to go around for whoever showed up at their pre-party, but he had time. One of the things that Parker appreciated the most about the Sigma house, was that no one ever really seemed to be in a rush. People kind of just did things on their own schedules, which meant that things were a lot more relaxed than other houses. It also meant that during events like these, they probably came across as slackers, and maybe for good reason, but that was a trade that Parker was willing to make, if it meant having more fun. He grabbed a rolling cooler that had been filled with drinks for the guys manning the booth, along with a couple of folding chairs that belonged to the Sigma house, and headed back towards the front of the booth.

Along with Blake, he spotted Camille, and he found himself smiling at her presence. He had just missed her question to Blake, about being invited to the party, but if he had, he would have confirmed that she was not only invited, but required to come. Since he hadn't heard it, all he offered her was a grin and, "Looking good, Cam," before turning to Blake and saying, "Hancock, I'm taking these back to the house. If you guys end up needing more help, just call me and I'll head back over. Otherwise, I'm gonna help prep for this pregame." With that, he headed back towards the Sigma house, sending a text to the Sigma guys saying, "If you wanna light up tonight, I've got the good stuff, but chip in fee is $3". He knew the other Sigmas wouldn't mind chipping in. Parker had connections that allowed to get him a lot of drugs, and rather than take on a normal job on campus, he had sort of resulted to dealing, at least to his Sigma brothers and the other houses, to allow him enough spending money to get by during the school year. His family wasn't impoverished, but they weren't wealthy either, so it was necessary for him to do something to make a little bit of extra money.

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Jack laughed at Lorraine's comments, but didn't "shoo" without saying, "Good, and you better bring a crowd too. I wanna have fun tonight." A party with just Sigmas was fun in itself, but Jack wasn't looking for tonight to be a sausage fest, and if he wanted the pregame to be fun and sexy, that meant that he had to have his Zeta girls there. "Siyaknsky, don't be pissing off any of my Zeta darlings," he chided playfully, upon noticing his Little. He couldn't leave before slapping Casper in the back of the head playfully, as another extra warning, but as he crossed back over to the Sigma tent, he saw Blake that Blake had done good in taking he lead in wrapping things up. He gave him a thumbs up, but since things seemed taken care of, he followed a few yards behind Parker, who seemed to be heading back to the house too. It was only after he sent out two texts, one to Haezia, and one to Tamara, that he caught up with Parker, who looked to be sending out a text of his own, all while dragging a cooler and carrying a couple of fold-up chairs under his arm.

To: Haezia
Couldn't find you so I let your sidekick know that we're hosting the pregame tonight before the carnival. You better show up, and bring your potential pledges too

To: Tamara
T, ditch the pink and green and come over in a little. Pregaming before the carnival is only fun when you do it the Sigma way.

"Parker, wait up, man," he called out, taking the moment that Parker took to look back, as Jack's chance to quicken his pace to a jog, to catch up with him. He took the chairs that Parker was carrying, to even things out, and smirked as he glanced back at his phone and saw that he had been one of the recipients of Parker's text. "I got you on that three dollars, and I'll chip in enough to cover the girls tonight, too." Jack wasn't from a wealthy family at all, especially not when compared to the Betas or even some of the Sigmas, like Casper, but he had literally spent the majority of his summer working at his parents' diner, and saving up for the school year. As a freshman, sophomore and junior, Jack had taken on campus jobs to allow him spending money during the year, but this summer, he had done his best to save up enough so that he purposely wouldn't have to worry about working. Senior year was supposed to just be about fun, and since it was still early on in the year, he didn't feel too worried about his savings being depleted, so he didn't mind offering a little extra money to Parker, who was always good about supplying the house with the marijuana and party drugs they needed. "But tonight should be fun. I told Haezia to bring her potential pledges, too, so they'll be some youngins' around, since I know that's your type," he jabbed playfully. He was well aware of how Parker tended to be into girls a year or so younger than him, and especially the ones who seemed more vulnerable, like the Thetas. As long as they consented, which they always seemed to do, given Parker's charm, he couldn't feel bad for them, though. Parker was a player, but it wasn't like he wasn't a good Sigma while doing it.

When they got back to the house, Jack nodded towards the backyard. "Just leave that shit outside. We'll figure out where to put it in the morning. For now, we've gotta make sure we have enough stuff for the pregame. Think we should move the kegs into the yard? Seems like it's a nice enough day for a backyard pregame, ya think?" he asked Parker, waving to a few of the guys who seemed to have beaten them back to the house.

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Jack expected no less, but as usual, the Sigma's pregame was already proving to be a good time, even though it had only just begun. After a minor mishap with running low on drink mixers, everything had been fixed, and people were having a good time, Jack included. He and Bentley had just kicked two fellow Sigmas asses in beer pong, and though Bentley insisted that Jack remain his partner for the next round, he turned him down. They did dominate the beer pong table and Jack was always up for some good competition, but his cup was empty, and that, along with making sure that everyone else was having a good time, took preference over another game... at least for now. He headed towards the kegs, sending out a couple of texts before he reached them.

To: Cam
You know I'm always down for a good time ;). Wya? not like you to be late for a Sigma pregame ;)

To: Haezia
Bentley's a shitty beer pong partner compared to you... hurry the fuck up and get over here! Can't let my legendary name be tarnished just because you decided to be late

To: Lorraine
Hope you're on your way over... come find me out back when you get here

To: Parker
Everything seems good... thx for getting the mixers. See some freshman faces too so good call on spreading the word

To: Casper
Wya

To: Blake
Wya

To: Korra
Wya

To: Chantal
Prove to me that the Thetas do more than just read Harry Potter all day. Sigma house in 10 minutes, or you automatically lose.

To: Chantal
And even though you're a loser at heart and I know you'll make up some excuse as per why you can't come, since you're scared of letting lose, think of tonight as a good way to prove to your potential recruits that Thetas can actually have a little bit of fun... in between all of that reading and note taking, of course

Jack wasn't referring to anything specific when he told Chantal that she was going to lose if she didn't show up to the house, but he knew she had a little bit of a competitive edge to her, and he hoped that challenging her would be a good enough way to get her out of the Theta house, and over to his. He wasn't holding his breath over her showing up, because she was a Theta after all, and no matter what, Jack would always associate with them as being the kind of girls who didn't know how to party, but he figured that it was worth inviting her. Chantal was fun and he wanted to loosen her up this year. Although he wasn't going to be surprised if she didn't show up, he was surprised that he hadn't seen Korra or Casper yet, and Haezia, Lory and Camille. The two Sigmas were probably floating around the backyard or the house, so Jack wasn't too concerned, but he was more interested in knowing where they were just so that he could hang out with them. The Zeta girls basically lived at the Sigma house, and vice versa, considering how many times one group got wasted at the other's party and ended up passing out on their couches, so he was surprised that some of his favorite Zetas had not shown their faces, either.

When he reached the kegs, he refilled his cup, and grabbed an empty cupped and filled that up as well. It wasn't meant for anyone in particular, but being the amazing host that he was (or liked to think he was), it wasn't out of character for Jack to offer drinks to anyone who didn't have one in hand. He wasn't the type to push it, if they said they were uninterested or didn't drink in general, but he found that frequently in the beginning of the year, especially when freshman were involved, some were too nervous to get their own drinks. They clearly were unaware that the Sigmas were cool with anyone making themselves at home at their house. Non-Sigma guys were usually charged a cover of five dollars to get in, by whatever Sigma was on duty to man the gates that night, but other than that, people were welcome to drink whatever they wanted, as long as they were having good time. Picking out a group of girls who definitely looked like freshman, Jack headed over to them with a smile on his face, and an arm quickly extending towards whatever girl whose gaze he caught first. "No drinks? Come on, ladies. This is the Sigma house you're at. Here, take this. Drinks are on us, tonight, as long as you ladies promise to make an appearance at our party with the Zetas on Thursday," he continued, a flirtatious grin present on his face as his words summoned giggles from the girls.