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Kyle Jackson

Kyle sat, bored, in the auditorium as he waited for the welcomings and announcements to be over. He wanted to get back to the house and see what kind of stuff they would put the poor pledges through. He laughed a bit out loud as he thought about his own pledging days. It had been scary but fun. He would probably do it all again.

He looked around at the freshmen, who he could pick out by the looks on their faces, and he offered any of the braves ones who looked at him a smile. Rushing week was the best, at the end of which was nothing but partying, introducing new pledges to the wonderful world of alcohol and drunk women... And lots of drunk guys...

He sat up in his seat a little taller, pushing those kind of thoughts from his head immediately. He'd had been through this with himself before: women, women, women. Get a hold of yourself. He smirked at a couple of girls who kept glancing at him when they thought he wouldn't notice. They all giggled and blushed. Yes, that's much better. Women were safe.

The speaker finished and left, leaving them all to mingle or whatever. He looked around for some of his brothers.