Geek to Greek
Mark was a nerd, just a flat-out nerd. He wasn't popular in middle school, and now, in college, he still wasn't popular. But if he nailed this job interview he'd have his chance. He had pledged to the Theta Beta Sigma frat at Pine Central University. Theta Beta Sigma was the lucky frat that always seemed to get the Kappa Gamma Kappa girls. They were beautiful, friendly, perfect, and unattainable, unless you were a Theta. And if he could get this job. He'd be a Theta. And he'd get "those" girls.
Mark had gotten into Pine Central on a full ride scholarship for his knowledge in the field of quantum physics. He was proud of his scholarship, but it wouldn't do much as a pick up line.
He pulled up to the front entrance of the mall in his red Honda Civic Coupe. Entering the mall he passed the arcade, the food court, hat shop, the sporting goods store, the shoe store, pet store, Gap, until he stopped in front of the store. He walked into Limited Too. The cheap, plastic bracelets with every color imaginable plastered to them, necklaces that had the same effect. The Disney themed clothing. Mark couldn't believe this is what he had to deal with for a week.
As he walked in he kept his eyes focused on the girl at the counter. Remembering that he had to act like a homo, he said, "Hello, my name is Mark, I'm here about the opening." in his best, practiced lisp.
The bottle blonde at the counter looked up from whatever she was reading and said, "Like, awesome! We totally need the help. I'm sure Mrs. Jones will be excited!"
Inwardly, Mark groaned to himself, at least she is good looking. When he was about to ask for an application, another woman walked in from the back room. Maybe walked wasn't the word for how this goddess moved, more like glided. Mark felt his eyes drawn ti her, the he remembered that he was supposed to be gay if he was going to be hired. The goddess moved up to the counter and had a quiet conversation with the bottle blond. From their darting eyes, Mark could tell the conversation was about him. Then the goddess spoke to him.
"Hello Mark, my name is Morgan. I've been expecting you."
Expecting me? How the hell? thought Mark
"If you'll just follow me, we'll talk in the back room." Morgan said.
She led Mark to the back room, her ass moving back and forth stretching her skirt this way and that, beckoning every instinct he had in him. As she closed the door, and turned around to speak to him, he put on his most feminine pose, and did his best to look her in the eye.
"You can cut the crap Mark, I know you're not gay, and I know why you're here." she said.
Mark's stomach dropped when she said those words. Busted.
"The same thing happens every year. But I have to admit, you were by far the worst. There is no way anybody would take you for gay." she said as she giggle a little bit.
"But don't worry Mark, I'll still give you the job. And soon you'll be seeing more Kappa girls than you can handle. The only reason anyone joins that frat is just to get laid anyway, everybody knows that.
Morgan deadbolted the door shut.
