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gym.
    They looked over us like predators eyeing
prey. My stomach turned. Lord knew what kind of projects they had
in mind. I assumed Amanda wasn’t handing us over as prostitutes,
but that didn’t mean it would be enjoyable. I hoped I wouldn’t be
picked.
    That hope was pointless. ‘You.’ The first guy
pointed to Cara. “And your two friends.” It was obvious he was
talking about Mallory and me. And ‘you,’ ‘you,’ and ‘you’ the
second guy pointed out three more girls.
    The first guy smiled. “We expect you at the
house at nine o’clock tomorrow morning. You will not be leaving
until nine o’clock p.m.”
    I guess I wouldn’t be having dinner with
Dylan after all.
    They headed toward the door but then stopped.
“Oh, wear black skirts.”
    Black skirts? What kind of housework would we
be doing in skirts?
    Amanda released everyone but the lucky six.
“Girls, I’m sure I don’t need to remind you that you will be
representing Delta Mu. I expect you to be on your best
behavior.”
    I bit my tongue to keep my mouth shut.
    We walked out and waited until we were almost
back to campus to start venting.
    Mallory let out a deep breath. “Let’s make a
pact right now. If things get too crazy, we all leave.”
    “Agreed,” Cara and I said together.
    We reached Mallory’s dorm. “Have a good
night. We’ll meet you here at eight fifty.”
    “All right, see you then.” We hugged her
goodnight and walked back to our dorm.
    “What do you think your friends at Phi Omega
are going to think of this?” Cara asked before we got up to our
floor.
    I groaned. “Dylan’s just going to love it,
especially when I cancel our dinner plans.”
    Cara patted my shoulder. “Oh, the drama.”
    “Night.” I waved and walked into my room.
    My roommate was still out, which was good. I
needed to call Dylan. It’s not like we were serious or anything,
but canceling dinner with a guy to spend the day at a different
frat wasn’t an easy thing to explain to anyone.
    I hoped he wouldn’t pick up. The party would
still be loud. I took a seat on my purple comforter as I hit
call.
    “Hey, where are you?” he yelled over the
music.
    “I’m back in my room.”
    “Oh. Hold on a sec.” I heard some muffled
talking before it got quieter. “Sorry, I went up to my room so I
could actually hear you.”
    “You live in the house?”
    “Uh huh. I’m looking forward to showing you
my room tomorrow night.”
    “About that…”
    “Oh no. That’s not a good way to start a
sentence.”
    “I have to cancel. It’s a pledge thing.”
    He sighed. “Fine. It sucks, but I know it’s
not your choice. When do you get out? Maybe we can get drinks
instead.”
    “I should be done at nine.”
    “Okay, I’ll pick you up at your house.”
    Great. I wouldn’t be at my house. “I’ll need
to change, why don’t you meet me outside my dorm at
nine-thirty?”
    “What dorm?”
    “Maude.”
    “Okay, I’ll see you at nine-thirty then.”
    “Great. Good night.”
    “Good night, Juliet.”
     

Chapter Five
     
    To: [email protected]
    From: [email protected]
    Subject: Hey back
    Dear Juliet,
    I have that shirt, but I got it in an extra
small by accident. Maybe it’ll fit you since your boobs aren’t as
big as mine ;) JK, we all know you’d win that contest. Have you met
any guys?
    Your Beautiful and Perfect Cousin,
    Amy
     
    I got out of the shower and put my hair back
in a bun before pulling on a black skirt and a pink tank top. Every
part of me wanted to rebel and wear jeans instead, but that would
probably get us all in trouble. I didn’t bother with makeup. I
wasn’t trying to impress anyone.
    I went down the hall and knocked gently on
Cara’s door. She slipped out into the hallway. “Ready for some
fun?”
    “You mean hell?”
    She laughed. “Amanda had better be there,
too. If she isn’t, it would be like feeding us to the wolves.”
    “And she wouldn’t do that to us? Why do they
call her a pledge mom if