girlfriend,
Juliet.”
“Girlfriend?” Cara and Mallory asked at the
same time.
Cara let out a surprised noise. “You’ve been
holding out on me.”
“We’re kind of dating.” I gave Ryan my
deadliest stare.
“I can’t wait to hear this story.” Cara
nudged me with her shoulder.
Ryan just stood there with his arms
crossed.
“You can go now.” I made a shooing motion
with my hand. He really brought out an awful side in me, and we’d
just met.
“I’ll tell Dylan you were looking for him.”
He stormed off.
“What did you do to Templeton?” one of the
guys talking to my friends asked.
“I’m guessing that’s Ryan’s last name…”
“Yes.”
“He isn’t always that pleasant?”
“Usually he’s only like that with the
pledges, but that’s his job. He’s pledge master for the third year
in a row.”
“Third year? Wow, he must like that job.”
“Yeah…he’s into it.”
“Dave, do you guys live here?” Cara asked,
thankfully pulling the conversation off me.
“Yeah. You want to see my room?”
“Not tonight, but maybe some other time.” She
gave him a flirtatious smile before catching my eye and Mallory’s.
It was time for a memorable exit.
As soon as we reached the street, we busted
out laughing.
“Are you ready to tell us about Dylan?”
Mallory grinned.
“Our families have vacation homes next to
each other’s, so we’ve known each other for years. A few weeks ago,
we randomly hooked up.”
“Define hooked up.” Cara looked ready to pull
the details out of me.
“What do you think it means? We had sex.”
Mallory grinned. “Clearly, he’s back for
more.”
“Maybe…”
Mallory pulled a piece of gum out of her
purse. “He’s an upperclassman, right? So he has a car? I hate that
we can’t have ours until next year.”
“That settles it. I’ll sleep with him every
night if he’ll drive me places.” I shook my head.
“Just saying it might be convenient.”
“And sex is all about convenience…”
Cara laughed.
***
I’d just changed into pajamas when my phone
beeped, signaling a text. It was almost midnight, and I knew who
the text would be from before I looked.
Get to the house now . Amanda had
impeccable timing. I pulled on a zip-up sweatshirt and a pair of
flip flops.
Cara waited for me by the stairs. “I might
kill Amanda.”
“Remind me again why I wanted to do
this?”
“It’ll be worth it. That doesn’t mean we have
to like it.”
“Well, at least I wasn’t sleeping yet.” I
sighed.
We caught up with a few of the other girls in
our pledge class as we reached the porch of the large, white
house.
“Let’s go, girls.” Amanda tapped her foot
impatiently as we filed in. It took every ounce of effort to avoid
giving her the finger. I clearly wasn’t made to be a pledge.
We filed into the pledge room and waited.
“I’m sure you’re wondering why we asked you here tonight.”
“Yes,” we all said.
“Our friends over at Kappa need a few of you
to help them. Mark and Aaron are here now to decide who.”
“Help?” The word left my mouth before I could
stop myself.
Amanda gave me a patronizing smile. “Yes,
Juliet. Help.”
“What kind of help could they need?”
I could feel all eyes on me, but I didn’t
care. I wanted to be in Delta Mu, but I wasn’t doing any sexual
favors or anything.
“Not what you’re thinking.”
We all let out a collective sigh of
relief.
“We’re doing a trade. We’re getting some of
their pledges to help us with projects around the house. A few of
you are going to help them do the same.”
“Did you handpick them too?” Cara asked.
Amanda smiled. “Yes.”
A knock on the door let us know the guests
had arrived.
“Stand up,” Amanda snapped. We all obliged
and followed her back downstairs. Men weren’t allowed upstairs. Two
guys waited for us at the bottom of the stairs. Looking at the
Kappas always made me wonder how they did anything but work out at
the