Sisters Til Death Part I: The Accident

~ chapter v ~

Delilah sat next to Polly as their psychology professor went about his lecture. Polly was rapidly writing notes and Delilah was scribbling in the pages of her notebook, still distraught and upset at being unfairly accused of stealing Giselle's boyfriend.
She had started to accept the fact that she had been kicked out of the sorority, considering Giselle & Chloe were the biggest bitches on campus, but she still felt a nagging sense of hatred towards them. Why did they get to fuck everyone over yet when someone they perceived to have done them wrong does something, everyone gangs up on them?
The answer was simple, as blatantly obvious as Giselle's hot pink lipstick. Pretty privilege. Giselle & Chloe were rich, and they could do whatever they wanted, no matter what happened. The school board couldn't just kick them out because of the repercussions from their rich families. In fact, both girls' families had contributed a massive amount to the university, and they were frequent donators to school events and to ensure that Terroll University kept up and running.
The whispers bothered her. People called her a slut, a backstabbing bitch, all of it because her asshole boyfriend decided to kiss her. She was in college, and she felt like she was back at high school, mainly her freshman year when she had rumors spread about her to the entire school. She wanted to curl into a ball and die, but she was thankful to have Polly right by her side.
Delilah nearly jumped out of her seat when the lecture ended. She was desperate to get back to the dorm room that her & Polly shared to hide away from the world. She felt like a social pariah, and she resented Giselle & her stupid boyfriend Paxton for it.

"We made a real example out of her." Chloe said to Giselle, grinning. Chloe patted Nattie on the back as she said this. Nattie had finally proven herself useful to them, and for that they were thankful. "No one hurts me and gets away with it." Giselle said, smiling.
Angie McGee & Drea Nicholson sat on their respective beds, giggling as they discussed the current gossip. Drea rarely came to the sorority, even though her job was to protect the sisters, unless something interesting was happening, such as a party or some juicy gossip.
Giselle had posted Paxton's nudes all over the internet anonymously, and thousands of people were harassing him for his small dick. Karma was a bitch, and Giselle loved her for it. Sometimes you had to be a bitch to get Justice for yourself.

The girls all sat around the pool, drinking mojitos and laughing at their DOPE sorority status. To be in the DOPE sorority was like being at the top of the food chain, and they knew it. Cora & the twins Dina & Tina sat sunbathing and drinking. They were all thankful that they were still in the sorority, unlike Delilah and most likely soon enough Polly, since she still hung out with her.
Cora, Dina & Tina jumped when they heard an air horn sound. Dina dropped her mojito into the pool and she let out a groan. Chloe & Giselle came out of the house with a bag of what appeared to be water guns. They both dropped them on the ground and smiled. "Get ready bitches. We're having a water fight."

The girls had a water gun war throughout the rest of the evening, excluding Polly & Delilah. They had been officially kicked out of the sorority, and nobody seemed to care. They had messed with Giselle, and everyone knew not to do that.
However, after the water gun brawl, Giselle had other plans. A lot more sinister plans in mind. She asked Cora which room was Delilah & Polly's, and she gladly gave it up. "Room 441." Cora said. Giselle grinned as she entered the elevator. Her face was covered with a tinker bell mask, so as not to incriminate herself.
The water gun in Giselle's hand was loaded with scalding hot coffee, surely enough to make that bitch regret ever having crossed her. She got to the fourth floor of the dorms and stepped out into the hallway, trying to contain her laughter.
She made it to room 441 pretty quickly and knocked on the door. No answer. She knocked again. A few seconds later, the door opened and Giselle pulled the trigger on the water gun. The coffee flew directly into Polly's face, and Giselle gasped in shock. She had expected Delilah, not Polly.
Polly shrieked in agony and slammed the door shut. Before Polly figured out her identity, she ran back to the elevator and threw the tinker bell mask in the trash. Giselle stood in the elevator, in shock but also laughing. Polly didn't do anything wrong but hung out with Delilah, but in Giselle's eyes, that was a massive wrong. One that had been made right.