Monday 17 August 2020

The Sorority project

Journal Entry 1:

This is my first entry into this journal the girls at Alpha Gamma Phi have all decided to have a little pet project. The world needs more preppiness and Sorority party girls and this campus is Full of nerds, outcasts and generally unfun people. Every member of the Sorority has the task of turning those boring souls into people like us. 
       
While Maggie and I were walking back from Cheerleader practice we came across each of our perfect candidates, Maggie managed to string along this acne-ridden and flatchested & insecure redhead nerd called Anna. You should have seen her face when Maggie, the stacked tanned slut that she is just said hi to her. While Maggie began working on her project. I walked over to mine.

My target is a girl called Raven, she had just finished talking to her Goth friends and was all alone. I braced myself for an onslaught of words, given the Goths on campus were known to hate any form of happy, bubbly preppy fun. However, as I approached she seemed so insecure and timid. It was perfect. I introduced myself and began my work, talking to her and creating a sense of security and friendship between us.

Turns out she only adopted the goth lifestyle because her boyfriend persuaded her too. She is so gullible, she's perfect. Turns out before dating she was just a nobody, the kind who wore bland clothing and went unnoticed in highschool. I told her I could help with her confidence and to not tell her boyfriend about me. She hung on my every word. I'm meeting her tomorrow after cheerleading practice. This is going to be soo much fun. 

Journal Entry 25:


As always things have been going great. Not only has her confidence increased massively, but she's also begun to follow my advice in regards to her boyfriend and the goth clique. She totally broke his heart, it was beautiful. As you can see from this picture from after I took her shopping to celebrate, she's totally improved her style. Sure she's still pale and wearing all black but its progress. Especially since she went and got a treatment to remove that horrible black hair dye. 

Hopefully, by Entry 30, I can write about how she totally abandoned anything goth related by stopping wearing black and started tanning but she's still fun. I tried persuading her to try out for cheerleading but she said it wasn't for her, so I signed her up to a less physical extra-curricular Alpha Gamma Phi's very own beauty club. 

Journal Entry 34:


My work is done, as the year comes to a close. Raven has been transformed. I wish I could have continued writing more. If cheerleading practice, the college football season and the cheerleading competition nationals didn't take up my time I would have been on Entry 50. Anyways let me tell you about the new Raven or should I say Steffi.

After a few weeks of her hanging around more Alpha Gamma Phi girls at the beauty club, they managed to persuade her to actually join the Sorority. I was so pleased with my sisters that they helped out. I even got to have her as a Roomie at the house. Me, Raven, Maggie and Anna all sharing the same room, It was great. 

We hung out, chatted about boys, helped bleach each others hair it was great. Anna and Raven even started experimenting with each other. Though we all knew, Frat boys' dicks were best. Things were going great but as stated me and Maggie got Bogged down with Cheerleading stuff but luckily the head of the Chapter Britney offered to take them under her wing. I knew she would be the best influence on her. She was the preppiest and most bubbly of all the sisters.

Brit was great, I watched as Raven began to take ages in the bathroom, constantly going to the tanning salon and coming back with Brit after shopping with clothing pinker and more bimbo than before. Soon she had no shoes with a heel smaller than 4", no trousers and no skirts that reached her knees. She was turning out great.

Attached is a picture of Steffi, when she and the rest of Alpha Gamma Phi surprised us at the Cheerleading nationals. This was also when she told me she was going by Steffi now. She said it was a better version of her old pre-stupid goth phase name Stephanie. I could only smile and hug as we caught up and she told me how many frat guys she slept with and how she flunked out of her old course and that she would have been expelled, though saved herself by becoming the sugar baby and future trophy wife of one of the rich frat bros' dad who was on the board. 

I am so proud and still waiting on her to teach me how to bag a sugar daddy.