for the last several months, you have undergone the often rigorous and occasionally hellish process Delta Psi requires all of its entering brothers to undergo. “I was on a hot date with Emily and the little fag called me gay!” Eric shouted.
“He fucking ruined my laptop and said it was my fault!” Cliff said. “Yeah! He was a total asshole to me at the restaurant the other night too!” Shane, the waiter I had yelled at and refused to tip, murmured his agreement. He’s the one who almost got me fired from work the other day!” Jared, the blond young guy working for the bookstore, spoke up. The pledges were nodding enthusiastically at this. Now, pledges, it is up to us, the brothers of Delta Psi, to scare the cocksucker straight.” Little creep likes to sneak in here and take pictures of us late at night. “Remember,” Trevor was saying to them, as they all looked down at me, none of them taking their eyes off of me, “the little shit bag has pictures on his hard drive of all of you naked, elephant walking around the basement of this fraternity. All I could do is crane my neck and stare up at them, a desperate pleading look in my eyes, as the row of pledges stared back at me, distinctly unforgiving smirks on each of their faces. There I was, bound, gagged and completely helpless, at the mercy of a bunch of muscular frat jocks who at this moment had every reason to hate me, and every motive to extract their revenge. I was so scared I could have shit my pants.
