[cr2817]

Day 4- Pref Night

Hey everyone! Sorry I didn’t post sooner. I had to go back to the hospital today ☹
Anyway, my schedule for Pref night was as follows:
Party 1: Snow
Party 2: Peeta
Again, I was thrilled Peeta was on my schedule, but was surprised Snow asked me back. I had a class that ended about an hour and 15 minutes before my first party, and since it was about 3 miles away from the sororities, I decided to leave half an hour early. This was where my night went bad. The main transportation system at my school was not working, so after 30 minutes of waiting for a bus and a taxi, I was starting to get desperate. My phone calls weren’t going through, so I couldn’t call anyone. An hour before the party, the transportation system was back up. I guess it wasn’t REALLY back up, though, because it took me to the wrong place. So I had to walk uphill all the way trough campus to my dorm. I had about 25 minutes to get ready. After my friend helped me do my hair and make-up, I had 15 minutes… and the zipper on my gorgeous dress was stuck. About 5 girls tried to fix it until it finally just broke. 5 minutes until the party I had nothing to wear… so I threw on the first suitable dress I could find. With one minute to spare, I left my dorm. I had already told my Rho Gamma I would probably be late, but I didn’t want to be anything more than 5 minutes past the time the party started. So I asked a random person how to get to Snow from my dorm and she pointed me in the wrong direction. I finally figured out how to get there, and then the guys in the house across the street started heckling and mocking me. At this point, I was devastated. My Rho Gamma looked at me, asked what was wrong, and I burst into tears while all the girls were getting called in. It was awful, and I was so so embarrassed. She was so sweet though, and helped me gain composure as she assured me my name had not yet been called. Despite everything going wrong, I still had made it there on time(ish)!

Snow- The girl who picked me up was the same girl who rushed me the first day. She was so sweet and genuine, but she was also the only person I felt I really got along well with. The card she wrote was so personal and kind that I almost cried again. However, I guess this house has a bad reputation and there have been some hazing rumors flying around (which I never heard until she brought them up), and the whole time she talked about this. During the ceremony, I found myself zoning out (I later found out this was because I was getting really sick) and didn’t really feel moved. I left feeling no different then when I came in.

Peeta- I managed to get here without any issues, thankfully. My friend from back home called me in, and I couldn’t have been happier. She showed me a card that had notes from a few different girls that had rushed me, and told me how she had to fight with another girl to pref me. At one point, she said to me, “cr2817, I want you here. You ARE a Peeta.” This made me even happier, and increased my feeling of belongingness. Though I won’t go into detail about the ceremony, I really really loved it and the tradition surrounding it. When I left, my friend hugged me and said how happy she was that I was there.

On the way to our final ranking, I was trying to decide what I should do. Though I know you are never, ever supposed to suicide, I was considering it. I knew if I accepted a bid from Snow, the whole time I would be thinking about Peeta, and I wanted to be able to give whichever sisterhood I was in my all. My main reason for thinking about this, however, was numbers. My recruitment group was over double the size of last years group, meaning many girls would be cut. So many girls loved Snow, and I would feel awful if I got a bid there, over a girl who really wanted to be there. Against my better judgment, I decided to only rank Peeta. I figured if I didn’t get a bid, I could always participate in informal recruitment. After I finished my ranking, I began to doubt my decision and could barley sleep that night.