didnât have anybody to hang out with so I sat alone with an empty seat between me and Samâs crew.
Malloy continued. âWeâre going to introduce ourselves to you, and then weâll have Torian come up and lead you all in an exercise so we can get to know you better. First, though, Iâd like to introduce you to Dr. Garnes. She is our new chapter adviser and weâre so honored to have her serve. She doesnât say much, but when she speaks itâs powerful.â
The lady waved at us, and we waved back before she stood and said, âThanks, Malloy, for those kind words. Hello, ladies. As she said, Iâm Dr. Garnes. I am here for you all as an adviser, and I do want you to know that no one should be involved in prehazing activities. If any Beta asks you to do anything, and Iâm not around, itâs not considered legitimate, and you should not comply. Any questions?â
Torianâs eyes were rolling as she hit her buddy Loni in the arm. I could tell she wasnât feeling the adviser. I was happy though that the adviser was tough. Their old adviser had obviously been too soft on them, and thus they had been able to get into so much trouble.
Two rows in front of us was a girl sitting alone. She was jittery and twirling something in her hands. Samâs crew was laughing at her like they were all that. One girl in Samâs crew had on a dress that needed ironing. Another girl was in desperate need of a perm. And the other girlâthe ringleader, named Cherylâhad horribly stained yellow teeth. I wasnât judging, but they didnât need to be laughing at nobody. They quickly hushed up when the Betas looked perturbed that they were being rude.
Because I already knew most of the Betas, when they were introducing themselves I fixed my attention back on the wall of pictures. The pictures on the purple partition illustrated how the sorority had grown over the years, and the real letters of signed past presidents throughout the room intrigued me. Of all the chapters of Beta Gamma Pi, being a member of Alpha chapter just added a little something special.
âAll right, now we want to hear from you guys and find out why you want to be a part of Beta Gamma Pi,â Torian said condescendingly, as if none of us could possibly give an answer that would merit impressing any of the Betas.
The girl next to Sam stood up and spoke first. âHi, my name is Marietta, and Iâm from Orangeburg, South Carolina. I love the parties you guys throw. There is a lot of respectââ
âUgh, stop. Next,â Torian interjected.
Marietta was cut off quickly. The next girl got up and expressed how much she liked the colors. The girl after her talked about the Bee-goh-p call. This simply had to be a joke.
âIf you donât have anything meaningful to tell us, yâall need to walk out right now,â Torian said as her adviser got on her for obviously being mean-spirited. âIâm just saying, give us an answer of substance.â
Alyx looked directly at me. She lifted her hand in an upward motion. I knew she wanted me to speak because I knew my stuff. My passion for this organization was real, and she could tell. I hadnât come here because of them. I had come here because I wanted to be a part of the ongoing history.
So I boldly stood. âHi, my name is Cassidy Cross, and I would be honored and humbled to be a member of Beta Gamma Pi sorority. Though I come from humble beginnings, the Betas intervened, and they practically raised and shaped me. My mom was never around because she worked all the time, and I was always home with my uncle and my aunt. My aunt was more like my sister, at just a few years older than me. If it werenât for the Betas telling me I could be more, do more, and have more, I donât even know if Iâd be in school right now. For me, itâs not just about wanting to be a part of this dynamic group because of the