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My phone call never came, so at 6:45 I headed up to the union. We have a movie theatre in our union, so Panhellenic planned for us to watch Because I Said So as we waited for the sororities to get their lists in. We watched the movie, and after it was over, the Panhellenic President explained the invite process to us. A few sororities were running late with their lists, so we had to wait an extra 30 minutes. My group played a game where you held an index card to your forehead with a celebrities name on it and people had to give you clues so you could figure out who you were. Finally, the lists were in and we were called in one group at a time to see our invites.
One girl from my group came out, extremely mad. She had been invited back to every house except San Francisco Ballet and just didn't understand why they wouldn't invite her back. I thought she was lucky to have houses to pick from, but maybe that was just me.
I went in to the room to get my list, praying that I would see Atlanta Ballet. I clicked on my name (our invites are done on computer) and I was shocked. I had been dropped from everyone but American Ballet Theatre. I was convinced that there was some kind of mistake. I just stared at the screen. One of my Pi Chis came in and asked if I was ok, and I just started crying. I told her about the parties and how much I loved Atlanta Ballet and how I had gotten ditched at ABT. I didn't understand why I had gotten cut. She explained that cuts this early were usually because of grades, and even if my GPA was high enough to rush, nationals had a requirement, and chapters sometimes had a requirement that was even higher. She told me that I should really give ABT one more shot because they really were a great group of girls, even though I didn't think so today. She told me one day could change my opinion. She assured me that if I still didn't like it tomorrow, I could always drop out. So reluctantly, I accepted my invitation to ABT and headed home to prepare myself for Philanthropy round.
I woke up the next morning to get ready for my only party. I put on the recruitment shirt we were given, a pair of cuffed jeans and leather flip flops. I headed up to meet my group. Ashley had to have her schedule condensed, because she was also a cheerleader at our school and had practice at the same time as some of her parties, so she would be getting done at the same time I was. We decided to ride together.
We lined up to start the first party, and I was just not feeling it today. I was scared I'd get ditched again and I didn't want to face getting cut by my last group. I walked in the door and was picked up by a girl who didn't seem like she wanted to be there. That made two of us. We sat at tables with another sister and PNM to do our craft, and I was so nervous my creative side just wasn't coming out. We watched a slideshow of things the sisters did for their philanthropy, and it looked like fun. My girl kind of ignored me, but I enjoyed talking to the other sister and PNM. Ashley came in after the party had started and sat at my table, so I talked to her as well. It was time for us to leave, so I went out side and waited for Ashley to finish her last party so I could go home. I talked to my Pi Chi and she told me that if I didn't get my invite for the next round, she would call me before we were supposed to meet up.
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