CHAPTER 2. Sleep Tight Pledges.
Still two and a half years ago. Michael Anderson, David, and other Sigma Alpha Mu members sat in their meeting room in the Sig House. They were all quietly watching the the video tape from the previous night. They perused the tape carefully and began to make a list of people they wanted in their fraternity. They were sending out bids as soon as all the names were accepted by their chapter's board of alumni. It took an entire week and a half of making a good case for a few of the bids. Michael sent out quite a few members to go around and talk to room advisors on how to get into their bids' room for the kidnappings. Sigma is a party frat with a prestigious façade for the members' parents, and when they want you… they take you by force. For fun.
A lot of guys in attendance to the party were stressing that they still hadn't heard anything from Sigma Alpha Mu. Spirits had been broken and some had actually given up and accepted bids from other fraternities… after taking all of those guys out of their picks they were only left with nine people… they had originally picked about twenty. Eighteen members were sent out that night to kidnap them while they were sleeping. After struggling against their "attackers" for a long time they all had pretty much given up and were led into a basement and were pushed into kneeling positions. The ground wasn't exactly comfortable and all they were wearing was pajamas with blindfolds over their eyes and their mouths were gagged. The covers were all removed at the same time and they blinked rapidly to adjust to the light in the basement.
Michael was standing on front of them all and smiled widely. "Welcome. My name is Michael Anderson; some of you may already know me. I'm the president of Sigma Alpha Mu here at UCLA. We have chosen the nine of you to be pledges in our fraternity and I'd like to start it off with asking who doesn't want to be here in this fraternity?" Three hands were raised. Ashley Davies, Casey Davies, and Aiden Dennison. Michael smiled, "Why?"
Ashley spoke first, "I'm a girl Mikey. We've know each other since we were ten. You know it, I know it, and like three of your cousins know it. What the fuck am I doing here? Your lackeys a little on the slow side?"
Michael shook his head, "We know that you three are anti-conformists and do whatever the fuck you want. We fought with alumni so we could give you a bid and both of your dads were in this frat when they went here. You three are legacy so that helped our fight a little. You'd be the only girl in a house full of guys, but you've spent the last nine or ten years living with only boys anyway so it's not going to be anything different. Just give it a shot guys, you are Sigma material. The tape doesn't lie."
Casey looked at Ashley then at Michael. "Mikey I'm gay. This a frat full of straight guys. You have absolutely nothing to offer me except getting treated badly by so called brothers. You're a good friend of mine, so I am sorry. But I just don't want to be a part of any of this."
Michael nodded in understanding. "You three were the only unanimous votes among all the SigMu members. You were on tape making out with like six guys. We don't care. Plus we do a lot of sports things to raise money for our charity and you've always been able to kick ass at every sport, so there's nothing to be left out of. And Aiden before you start making a big deal out of this too. You'd be helping an amazing charity with all of the volunteering we do and the networking opportunities are phenomenal."
Aiden thought for a second. "I'm in if Ashley and Casey are in." The president sighed and looked at the twins. Ashley and Casey looked at each other for a moment and looked back at Michael. "We're in." They spoke in unison and it always made Aiden giggle when it happened. He cleared his throat and turned his attention towards the front again. Michael was ecstatic, "Let the games begin shall we? This, pledges, is your pledge pin." A pin was given to each pledge. "You will wear this pin at all times and if you are caught without it then you'll report back to the house and receive your consequences."
Michael stood everyone up and smiled, "Hazing is a bitch lady and gentlemen. Let's hope you survive and become a member. You may leave, but be here tomorrow at noon to begin chores. Sleep tight pledges."