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“Congratulations. As of this very moment, we are all officially sisters.” Emily, a third-year student and member of Delta Gamma Rho, takes a step back as she’s congratulated all of us new members. Everyone is cheering and laughing, clearly relieved and thrilled that the pledging is over. I, however, can’t seem to let loose. Not completely.
There’s been a while since Noah told, or more like threatened, me not to join a sorority, and I’ve miraculously managed to keep the pledging, and everything that has to do with me still thinking about joining a sorority, a secret. How I succeeded in doing so, without Noah realizing what I’ve been up to all those times I’ve disappeared, is beyond me. I thought he was breathing down my neck all day every day, but I was clearly, and luckily, wrong. I’ve dodged a bullet, to say the least, but now it’s time to face the barrel of the gun instead. I can’t pretend that the sorority doesn’t exist, not now when I’m officially a part of it.
I’ve been dreading this moment ever since I thought his threat through and still decided that I would keep rushing the sorority. It has been nagging in the back of my head for quite some time now. If I’m lucky, and I mean really lucky, I might be able to move into the sorority house the next semester. I’ve already talked to the woman who’s in charge of the room assignments once, but it’s worth giving it a new shot. There weren’t any free dorms left when I talked to her last time, but maybe there’s a free room or bed in my sorority house? Normally, we’d move into the house sophomore year, but maybe, given the circumstances, I’ll be able to move in earlier? I know that it might be a long shot, but it’s the only thing I can come up with for now. I’m still afraid of him, and I don’t dare to do anything more drastic than that. I barely have enough courage to ask for a room change, but right now, I feel like I have to. I’m terrified of how he’s going to react, but I’m even more terrified all those times we’re all alone in our dorm room.
I can’t live like that, with fear constantly nagging in the pit of my stomach. If I’m able to move into the sorority house, I’ll be surrounded by the other girls in a place where Noah can’t come and go as he pleases.
“Hey, girl”, someone suddenly says, which instantly pulls me back to reality. “Or maybe I should say, sis?”
I turn my attention to Tamara and give her a small smile. “I can’t believe we both made it.”
“But I can”, she says with confidence, “because we’re both drop dead gorgeous.”
I laugh lightly at her before slowly shaking my head. “You know, Tam, looks aren’t everything.”
“I know”, she replies with a mischievous glint in her eye, “but I didn’t say that we’re just gorgeous on the outside, now did I?”
I raise an eyebrow at her and she chuckles.
“We’re gorgeous on the inside and out, silly.”
“If you say so”, I laugh as I glance around the room. Everyone is laughing and having a good time and I wish I could let go off all my worries and join them, but I can’t. Not quite yet.
Tomorrow, I tell myself, I’ll go and talk to the women in charge of the room placements first thing in the morning.
“Let’s get a drink”, Tamara says and takes ahold of my wrist and practically dragging me through the crowd of sorority girls.
“This”, she says as she fills two cups with some fruit punch, “is for us. Cheers.”
I take the other cup from her hand and raise it high in the air before taking a sip of it. It’s just us sorority girls in the house at the moment, and I trust them enough to not spike the punch, at least not at a time like this.
For the rest of the night, Tamara and I mingle with some of the other girls until it’s finally time to get going.
“Can I crash in your room?” I ask Tamara as we walk out of the crowded house and into the fresh night air.
“Why?” she says, although not in a rude way. “Don’t you wanna get back to your boyfriend?” she winks teasingly at me and I roll my eyes at her.
“It’s almost two in the morning”, I say, “I don’t want to wake him up.” To be completely honest, I don’t even think he’s asleep right now, but Tamara doesn’t have to know that. My guess is that he’s waiting for me to get back, especially since he has no idea where I am, but I want to avoid any possible confrontation.
"Alright then”, she smiles, “you’re more than welcome to sleep in my room. But I must warn you, my roommate might be asleep so please be as loud as you possibly can.”
“You’re a terrible roommate, you know that, right?” I laugh as I shake my head in disbelief.
“Not as terrible as Gina”, she sighs. “Like, I’ve tried to talk to her but it’s like talking to a wall. And she complains about literally everything!”
I want to tell her that my roommate is far worse, but because of quite obvious reasons, I don’t.
“I’ll do my best to wake her up”, I reply instead as we make our way to her room.
Her roommate is fast asleep when we arrive, but both of us are exhausted and within five minutes upon our arrival, we’re both out like a light.
I wake up the next morning by the sound of someone pulling out some drawers, and even though I’d like to go back to sleep, I force my eyes open.