"I can't believe Ryan Turman punched you," Katy exclaims and starts laughing her ass off.
You know it's just a girl's everyday dream to get sucked punched by a frat boy who has anger issues. If you haven't noticed, that was pure sarcasm.
"I can't believe you are laughing right now," I say and Katy's face falls to a frown.
"Snow, this is my last year here as a Senior and next year all the sorority seniors are leaving, you know that right?" Katy asks and I nod, "well..we need a new leader and since the class above you are all either on academic probation or on inactive status - that means that the leader next year has to be a junior instead of a senior and so I was thinking about maybe nominating you for the position."
Wow, never in my life have I ever thought I would want to lead a sorority. Hell, I can barely lead my life as it is...now you want me to lead the lives of 20 or something girls. I mean it was a big deal in the sorority house to be nominated president then elected said president. However, we've never had a junior president before in the house...and I mean never since all the previous legacies were all seniors with honors graduation and a volleyball tournament locked down under their belt with trophy boyfriends. I have a trophy boyfriend sure, but I'm not going to be a senior next year and I sure as hell don't have a volleyball tournament under my belt or anywhere for that fact. I mean, all the other girls in the sorority house aren't going to be a senior either but they all have great extracurricular activities and medals and rewards.
Why does she want me? But I don't want to question her so I just agree.
"You know what..yes. That would be great. Thank you so much, Katy,"I hug her and smile.
"But why didn't you choose Sara?" I ask her, finally turning to face her.
"Too sweet. We need a strong leader. One who can have the guts to sacrifice something she loves," Katy explains the reasoning behind it.
If she wants a strong leader, then surely Alicia is better than me.
"Alicia?" I ask. She's cold and mean but just enough.
"Too much guts. Too strong that I'm afraid she will scare all the new fledglings and quite frankly, I'm afraid of her." Katy hesitantly chuckles.
Alright, so she wants a Goldilocks.
Even though, I'm trying really hard not to be Goldilocks at the moment. I don't want the best. I'm not the best. I'm not Goldilocks.
We were standing on the porch of the sorority house. Leaning on the porch, we just stood side to side staring out to the other houses on the block. It was November 23 so Thanksgiving was going to happen soon which I was scared shitless for since I am going to Caleb's house to finally meet his parents for dinner. We've really only started dating but a week ago and I feel like it was a little fast to meet the parents however I'm sure it won't be a hazardous as it is in the movies, right?
How bad could it be? Then I remember the first moment I met his all powerful dad.
Scared was an understatement. I felt like I was walking into my own execution.
"Penny for a thought?" Katy asks.
"It's Caleb. I just wonder if everything was exactly what I wanted it to be," I scarcely explain.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean he's not the perfect boyfriend but he's not exactly far from it. He hasn't done anything otherwise to tell me so, but I just think we are moving too fast and I like him I do, I just hope that moving too fast won't affect the way I see him," I sigh and she pats my back.
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The Mafia's Son [REVISED]
RomanceCaleb Newton is indeed the Mafia's son. His father owns Chicago's underground Mafia empire and while most people are oblivious to what happens in their city, Caleb knows better. He doesn't want anything to do with the empire besides inherent the mon...