punch or something?â Chandra teased.
Trying not to get upset I said, âI canât tell you, but I do have to go and meet a couple of them.â
âThatâs crazy. You about to walk on this campus by yourself. Girl, donât we have security? Thatâs just asking for troubleâyouâre wearing a short dress practically up your behind and then youâre going to prance around campus at midnight?â
âI know this sounds crazy, but this is something I really want to do. Please tell ...â
She cut me off and said, âLook, I ainât seen Bridget and Myra. I donât know where they are. Iâm about to roll out myself in a minute. But we came over here with you, if you leave now how we gonna get home?â
âShoot, Iâve got to be there in three minutes,â I said, noticing how much time had passed since Penelope summoned me. âLook, just make sure they get home. Please tell them what happened. I know theyâll understand.â
She grabbed my wrist. âIâm staying up and Iâll call the cops if you arenât home in a few hours. Where are you meeting them?â
I gave her all of the particulars and hugged her tight. One thing I liked about Chandra was that she knew who she was. Iâm not saying that I wanted to be a Beta because I needed an identity, but I loved the fact that she felt she was fine just the way she was. No clubs, no sororitiesânone of that stuff. I was almost there. There was just one more thing left that I needed to make myself complete ... Greek life.
âSo look, could you also tell Creed that I said goodbye? You remember him, he was my study partner last year.â
âYeah, I saw you talking to him. Iâll handle it. Go girl, and be careful.â
I got to the Elks Club a couple of minutes late. Surely, that couldnât be a big deal. I was really scared, yet I knew I wanted to do this. I was strong and I wasnât going into the room alone. Iâd take my Savior with me, and with Him by my side I knew I could do this.
When I walked into the abandoned Elks Club, a spotlight shined on me. The room was freezing. I felt like my stomach was falling to the floor. What had I gotten myself into? This was eerier than a horror flick.
One girl shouted, âYouâre two minutes late, drop down and give me fifty push-ups.â
I smirked, certain they were joking, right? Suddenly, ten girls surrounded me with Beta Gamma Pi gear on. I looked around and saw that big Keisha, the girl from the party, was looking right at me.
As if I couldnât hear, she shouted, âYou hope that I am your big sister one day. But Iâm not now. So, donât look at any of us. You hold your head down. Stand on one leg and think about why you want to be a Beta.â
Another girl said, âPenelope told us you were all over some guy at our party. If you want to be a member of our organization, we only take the best. We donât accept girls with fast reputations.â
Then another voice chimed in and said, âYou donât need to wear all of that makeup either. Itâs natural beauty weâre interested in.â
âGPA better not drop,â a girl yelled, as she jammed me in the side. âWe already know itâs a 3.69. You can make it a 3.75.â
I was so shocked. How did they have this kind of information on me? I hadnât turned in an application packet. Maybe this hazing thing was going to be more than I ever imagined it would be. All this preliminary stuff, being underground as the Greeks called it, was supposed to be minimal, but they were practically stalkers.
Someone else pushed me and said, âMake sure you are at all of our events, no chit-chatting in the hallways, just go to and from class, and take yourself home. And make sure not to wear any more clothes that make it look like youâre not wearing any. Can you do that?â
Another echoed, âCan you do