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During the second week of school, I went to the first Open House at ABT. I was incredibly nervous, even though I knew a lot of the girls. I actually broke out in hives before I went to the house! After I called my mom and she calmed me down, I finally walked up and knocked on the door. I went inside and filled out an info card. I talked to a few sisters as I filled it out, and when I was done they led me into the chapter room and took me to a group of girls to talk. One of the first girls I talked to reminded me so much of my cousin, which made me feel so comfortable. I felt like I had known her forever. Stephanie came over and joined, and I talked to this group for about 30 minutes. I even saw two of the girls from my Pi Chi group from the fall! Stephanie took me over and showed me the picture boards and then we went and sat with some other girls and talked until it was time to go. Two whole hours had gone by and I felt like I had only been there for 10 minutes! I knew that I was supposed to be an American Ballet Theatre. This was where I belonged.
I left and immediately called my mom. I was so excited about the way things had gone, and she was sure I'd end up happy. Unfortunately, there were still more Open House events, so I had no idea when I'd know anything. I went on with business as usual, with thoughts of ABT still in my mind.
The next Monday, I was supposed to go to dinner with a few of my friends. After class, I went back to the dorms to hang out and watch TV before we went to eat. We were sitting in the common area watching America's Next Top Model when my phone rang. I looked at the number, but I didn't recognize it. I usually never answer numbers that I don't know, but for some reason I did this time.
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