Alison

"So clearly you know a lot about us, but how in the world are we supposed to trust you, how don't we know if you are some basket case trying to trick us freshman into embarrassing ourselves? I'm no idiot, I know how these things turn out!" the brunette headed girl comments on the situation.

Shortly after, Candice responded firmly, "You don't! But if you do then listen up, we Elitists take our new members seriously, so seriously the only one girl is picked per semester, that means there is only six of us right now including myself. Funny thing is, we only have one test to determine whether or not you are allowed to enter."

Immediately after her sentence you questions immediately, "What is this so-called test?"

"See that guy over there, the one in the red hoodie?" Candice points straight to what looks like a student with his back to the group. "Without assigning a time limit, I give you one task, the first of you to sleep with him is an official Elitist, the two of you who don't won't, simple as that."

You feel the need to burst out, "Sleep with him?!?!? I'm guessing you don't mean lay in a bed and take a nap kind of sleep do you?"

"Sorry honey, the whole nine yards, suck and fuck. Rub and tug however you want but as long as he gets in you, you get in with us! You can tickle his pickle for a nickel or ask him out on a date, whatever you feel is most necessary just make sure you beat the other two girls to it."

Alison adjusts her blouse as well as reaches down to her lap while squirming a bit. In the meanwhile Madison has her hand on her head and looks to be a little sick. You on the other hand are undecided on the situation, all you can do is stare at Candice and think of the optional task provided. You had been thinking about this decision since your Orientation leader mentioned the Elitists but now that you sit at the same table as one of their members you wonder whether or not it is worth it.