The Dean

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+Pic is Chanel Orbelin

(Chanel Orbelin's POV)

Time to go meet this bitch of a woman this fucking school calls dean. Sighing heavily, I make my way along the sidewalk, carefully trying not to let any of these other...students touch me or get in my space.

What can I say, I'm too gifted and important to be around these other ones. Flipping my curled blonde locks, I push open the main entrance to the University. How the fuck does this dean expect me to find her office? This campus is huge! Oh wait...there's a map.

I quickly make my way towards the hung up map against the wall to where the announcements are placed, my heels tapping against the marble tile floor. Hmm...where is it. My eyes glaze over the map, looking to find a key, shortly finding it afterwards.

"Bingo" I reply smirking to myself.

Stepping away from the map, I turn around to the direction of the office is supposed to be at. X marks the spot.

I then make way to the office. My annoyance quickly returning to me as I begin to question in my head.

What does she think she is doing? Saying she is changing the rules of sorority pledging.

Like I said before, this better not interfere who can join my sorority. Kappa Kappa is a high class house. I intend to keep it that way. I was so captivated by my thoughts that I didn't realize I was approaching the deans office.

Let's see what this bitch has to say.

Frowning, I push open her chestnut colored double doors as I am introduced to a well furnished room. The chairs seemingly made out of velvet, much like my door.

However mine is better.

Anyways, I must say. This bitch has a good sense of style when it comes to furniture choice.

"Welcome Chanel" I am interrupted as I look over at the lady sitting behind the desk. "Please take a seat, we have lots to talk about" she announces.

Huffing I set down my Gucci bag on one of the seats as I sit in the other.

Judging by the way she looks, I already hate her. She looks like a lesbian with that short Greg haircut and the glasses she is wearing are unflattering on her. Don't even get me started on her outfit choice. Too fucking covered up, she reminds me of a nun.

"Let's get to the facts. I hate sororities and I fucking hate you" she shoots those words at me like daggers.

Well she sure doesn't have the mouth of a nun...god damn. I stare at her with no emotion evident in my face. Yet deep down..I wanna fucking stab the shit out her.

But I have to be lady like. "I honestly don't fucking care" I reply with venom rolling off of my tounge.

"I'm glad you don't, I'm going to tell you my new changes to the sorority pledging system" she says with a smile playing on her lips as she sits up straighter than she was before.

Narrowing my eyes I lean back onto my seat. What does she have in store?

"This year all sororities will be forced to accept all , let me repeat, all pledges who apply. You can't force them to leave or do anything" she announces, leaving me barely containing myself from punching her in the taint.

She can't do that!? Can she?! What in fucking fresh hell is this.

"And if you decide to ignore these new changes, kappa kappa house will happily be closed down within a matter of days. So I suggest if you wanna keep your precious prison for other girls, You shut your mouth and forget those thoughts about accepting class A girls. Did I make myself clear?"

She can't be serious. I have dedicated two years into this sorority making it the most pristine in the whole fucking world and too have it thrown away like that is the stupidest shit I have ever seen. "Yes.. Ms..Cathy" saying as I look at this cunt name card on her desk.

"Good you may go now, have a wonderful afternoon" she says sickingly sweetly.

Pushing myself out of my chair, I hurriedly making my way to the door, to just only slam it open. Shit my purse. I go back in to get my purse before leaving again. Fucking asshole of a dean. There is no way I'm going to survive this shit.

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