Sisters Till Death

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     "No! No! Hell NO!" I forcefully disagreed, gradually getting one step louder with each no, "Absolutely NOT!"

     "C'monnn Melena! It'll be fun! You're gonna miss out on life if you don't get out of your crusty hermit shell and try. New. Things!" Jasmyne tried to persuade me as best as she could, but her best sadly wasn't good enough.

     "NO Jaz." I put my foot down, "I'm not gonna join some dumb sorority with a bunch of ditzy airheads in tacky colors. First it'll be singing Kumbaya around a campfire while we braid each other's hair. Next we're drinking goat's blood and sacrificing wax pads and tampons!"

     The concept of a sorority was so stupid to me. Why be in a sorority full of people that you're not going to know or care about in five years! Me, I'd rather go through college the same way I went through high school, unnoticed and unbothered.

     Jasmyne let out an appalled gasp, "Our colors are not tacky."

     I don't think I've ever rolled my eyes harder than now.

     Jasmyne simply shook her head and sat next to me on the bare twin sized bed in my dorm room. "C'mon Mel." she said with concerned eyes, "This isn't high school anymore. You can't keep hiding behind that angsty teen bullshit attitude or you're gonna regret it."

     Harsh, but regardless, she was somewhat right. I'd be lying if I said I didn't regret not going to all those cheesy high school milestones, like prom. Don't get me wrong, my quarterback shoulders would be jarring in a sparkly dress and I dance like a middle aged cat lady, so trust me, in the deciding moment I couldn't have cared less about any of those events. But because I never made an effort to find people like me and befriend them, I never had any outside motivation to go. Jasmyne is the only friend I've ever made, and that's only because our mothers are close friends and introduced us to each other. Not to mention she was a grade older than me and went to a completely different school. 

     Even though she had a valid point, I knew for a FACT that there would be absolutely no one that I could even remotely relate to in the Beta Delta Xi Sorority House! Ugh! I'm quite literally recoiling at the mere thought of being around a bunch of grown ass women with the emotional and mental maturity of preteens.

     "I can always make friends on campus, I don't need some lame sorority." I flatly said.

     "It is not lame!" Jaz jumped up offended, "You just choose not to try new things because of your impelling fear of rejection!"

     I hesitated for a while as I stared at her blankly.

     "True." I said flatly and relaxed on the empty bed.

     "You sad, sad crab, you are hopeless, ya know." She groaned before heading for the door and then yelled behind her shoulder, "I'm in the sophomore dorms across the street whenever you finally want to pull your head out of your ass and embrace the outside world!"

     I chuckled as she closed the door behind her. 

     As if I would ever embrace the outside world.

     I looked around at the barren walls of my very first dorm room. I looked across the room at the twin bed across from me that was identical to mine, then outside through the glass of the poorly painted window, then up at the padded tile ceiling. My mind wandered as I thought about the road that lies ahead of me.

     "What the hell could go wrong at a university?"

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