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The Next Day:
I woke up feeling a little better, but I soon felt sad again when I saw all the door decorations all over my hallway. On my desk, however, were several notes that had not been there the night before. The notes were from girls in Turquoise. It turns out several girls had come to my dorm last night while I was asleep and my roommate had let them in. The notes were encouraging and kind and made me cry, but this time it was tears of joy. I had sisters, whether I liked it or not, and I owed it to those sisters, to those two girls who came to my dorm late at night, to give Turquoise another chance. The notes invited me to a cupcake party that night for all the new members to meet more active sisters. I decided to go.
When I arrived I saw several girls I had spoken to during recruitment. They were very welcoming and sweet, and the girls in my pledge class were ones I did not know, but that I had seen around campus. Everyone had the same sarcastic sense of humor as I did, which I adored. After the cupcake party, we all went to one senior sister’s off-campus house. It was there that I met the sister who would soon be my Big. She took me under her wing and we were best friends immediately. It was as though we had known each other forever. She was actually the one who I had met at Pref Night: the girls in Turquoise matched her to me because they thought we would be friends. And outside of the formal, uncomfortable atmosphere of recruitment, we were!
The girls in Turquoise knew me more than I knew myself, and on that night, in that tiny apartment, I knew I had found my home. I came home that night crying again, but this time it was tears of joy again. The girls in Turquoise were my sisters. They had been all along. I just needed some more time outside of recruitment to realize it.
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