Calliope |
01-21-2010 10:18 PM |
I am so so sorry for leaving this story hanging for so long! I promise I'll update more often now! (Please please forgive me!)
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My appointment is later in the day. I walk in to meet my Rho Chi. She tells me that it’s been a long day and she has to step out for a moment. After about 5 minutes she comes back and tells me to follow her. I follow her and find myself in the Director of Greek Life’s office (We’ll call her Greta). The Rho Chi leaves us and shuts the door. Greta asks if I have checked my voicemail at all today. No, I haven’t been back to my dorm all day. She tells me that she’s very sorry, but I have no received any pref invites. I’m welcome to try for rush again, but at least this time around, rush is over for me.
I’m numb. I’m absolutely numb. What did I do wrong? The girls all liked me. I was engaged in conversations, I was interested – really interested. I gave thoughtful and truthful answers about why I wanted to go Greek. I told Greta that I went through rush with no expectations, but after meeting the girls, I had my heart set on joining a sorority and that I feel like an absolute failure. She tells me that this is not uncommon. As I stand up to leave the room, I turn to ask if this has happened to anyone else. She says, not in the past 3 years. Thanks, Greta. That makes me feel a lot better.
I go back to my dorm. I am so happy that Rachel is not around. I bolt the door and burst into tears. I can’t believe this has happened to me. The more I met the ladies, the more I wanted to be a part of the group. I couldn’t help but dwell on it.
Eventually Rachel comes home and asks me what my outcome was for pref night. I told her that I had received a pref to Gryffindor, but I wound up turning it down because it really wasn’t the group that I wanted. She tells me she so sorry, but that she understands why I did what I did. To this day, Rachel doesn’t know about my lie.
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Nope, it's not over yet, so stay tuned!
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