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“Congratulations, andwelcome to the Saint's Sorority!” Felisha Howard, President of the Sorority House, smiles at each of us as she sticks our Sorority pins onto our shirts.
Eight made it in, with only two of us being legacies. Dani Richards is the other Legacy Student and my new Saint's Sorority House roommate. Like me, she is nowhere near being a saint; she's a rebel after my own heart, and I know that we will be the best of friends...maybe. I don't really do besties or BFF shit.
“Catalina Scott!” Felisha calls out, and I roll my eyes before stepping forward, “There you are! I should have known it was you; you look just like your mother!” She points to the giant portrait of my mother hanging on the wall with the rest of the alumnae Sorority Presidents, “I just wanted to give you an extra warm welcome. Seems as though our mothers were best friends back in college. Who knows, we may become great friends as well.”
Her cheerfulness and fake smile make me want to gag, but I can fake it with the best of them, so I give her a matching smile, “Oh, that would be so perfect!”
She then spins and calls out to Dani, moving away from me but not far enough, because I can hear the same speech she gave me. I scoff, “Great, I've landed in the middle of the Stepford Sorority.”
I never wanted to be part of this Sorority, but as a Legacy, my mother made me promise to try it out, so I'm doing this for her. My father is also the Provost here at Helshire University, so I'm stuck here, regardless, and I had better make the best of it. It's practically a free education, and it's only four years of my life. How bad can it really be?
I head back to my room to review my class itinerary tomorrow. As I'm sitting on my bed, I hear some commotion outside my window, so I get up to take a peek. I do a double take and then quickly hide behind my curtains as I stare out at three of the hottest guys I've seen on campus so far. They look older, maybe Juniors or Seniors, so they would never give a little Freshman the time of day.
Watching them like a creeper through my sheer curtains, I notice how the girls who pass by them as they sit on the bench across from the Sorority House all stare, and some giggle when one of them winks or nods at them.
Out of the blue, a door slams below, and out comes little Miss Felisha on a mission. She marches over to where the guys are sitting and starts yelling at them to leave. I'm trying to make heads or tails on why she is being a total bitch when all they were doing was sitting there, but then I hear it when she yells at the top of her lungs.
“Sinners have no reason to sit outside the Saint's House! Leave now before I call campus security!”
They are Sinners, belonging to the Sinner's Fraternity House and off limits to the women living within the Saints Sorority walls. My father told me a story about the Saints and Sinners, but I paid little attention back when he did. Now, I wish that I had hung on to every word.
When I finally notice that it's quiet again, I turn my attention back to the bench below, and all three Sinners are staring up at me, each with their own little smirk. I remember my mother always saying that it's easier to ask for forgiveness than it is to ask for permission, and I can tell you right now that I'm going to be asking for quite a bit of that forgiveness business, because this little Saint plans on doing a lot of sinning if at all possible. Smirking back down at the three Sinners, I step away from the window, removing myself from sight.
TWO
Catalina
“Come on, Dani; it’salready almost ten! All the good parties have already started!” I stand at the door to the room we share as I watch my roommate toss clothing out of the closet as she searches for her lucky bra, “Seriously, just pick a bra and put it on already!”
“Are you kidding me? I never go to a party without this bra. As long as I’m feeling in the mood to get lucky, I wear it, and believe me, it’s been a very long, dry spell for me. I plan on hooking up tonight, and I need my lucky bra!”
Shaking my head laughing when she dives back into the closet, I walk over to her dresser, casually pull out the top drawer, and move a few items around. I pick up the black and red lacy bra and let it dangle from my fingers.
“Is this the one you’re looking for?”
