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trail on forever as she scanned the restaurant, probably to check if she’d been spotted by anyone she knew. “You guys look super cute.”
    â€œHey, Steph. What’s up?”
    â€œSooooo good, thanks for asking! Olivia would’ve come in to say hi if it were any other restaurant.”
    â€œOh, because they’re anti-gay-marriage? I know, I’m embarrassed to be giving these people money myself, but I was so hungover—”
    â€œHuh? No. It’s because we aren’t exactly supposed to be seen in fast-food places like this. It’s like an unspoken rule.”
    â€œWait. What?”
    â€œYeah, we aren’t really supposed to go to places like this. It’s, like . . . an unspoken rule,” she repeated slowly.
    â€œWow. Really?”
    â€œYeah. You shouldn’t be in here either. If you’re planning on pledging.”
    â€œAre you serious?”
    â€œDefinitelyserious. Colette is pretty strict about this stuff.”
    â€œUh . . . okay. Thanks for the heads-up.”
    â€œAlso, Meg texted this morning and said that we’re fine with the Panhel or whatever about your situation.”
    â€œThe Panhel?”
    â€œYup.”
    â€œI don’t know what that is.”
    â€œYou don’t?”
    â€œNo. Am I supposed to?”
    â€œThe Panhellenic Association. All the national sororities fall under its jurisdiction. Basically, girls who are interested in Greek life technically have to go and ‘visit’ each sorority on campus before rushing. But since you’re a major, major legacy and we love you so much, Meg said you don’t have to go around and meet all the fucking tards at their weird special-ed houses.”
    â€œWow. Cool . . . thanks for the update,” I said as I sipped my Dr Pepper. Jonah was staring at Steph.
    â€œWe just wanted to make it easy on you. Plus, they owed us a favor in the Panhel office anyway.”
    â€œThanks?”
    â€œFuck yeah thanks.”
    â€œAwesome. Well, thanks for stopping by and getting me all up to speed on everything.”
    â€œOh my God, no problem. It was completely my pleasure. Anytime. And just so you know, unless you’re blackout drunk, you shouldn’t be eating at McDonald’s, Burger King, Subway, Taco Bell, Wendy’s . . .You know what? I’m gonna just go ahead and email you a list of places that are off-limits and I’ll alsoinclude a few salad places, sushi restaurants, and coffee shops that we love. Cute?”
    â€œUm.”
    â€œPerf! See you later.” Steph smiled, turned, and walked toward the door.
    â€œOh! And one more thing,” she added from the doorway. “You should pre-game with us tomorrow night. It’s always a blast and our place is amazing. You’re gonna love. My sister will pick you up at nine. Bye-eee!” she sang-spoke, turning around before I could respond.
    Jonah and I stared at each other.
    â€œI’m kinda sad that you don’t wanna hang out with them anymore,” Jonah said, finishing his last bite.
    â€œThey’re psychos, I know. And that was ridiculous. But . . . I don’t know. Last night was fun.”
    â€œYou’re obsessed with them,” he said in disbelief.
    â€œYeah, in like an anthropological, ethnographical-study kinda way.”
    â€œOkay, I don’t really know what you just said.”
    â€œIt doesn’t matter, nevermind.”
    Jonah slurped the remains of his drink and started to stand up. “Whatever, I’m gonna go for a run, you wanna come?”
    â€œNo running for me. My knees are still a mess, plus I have to head to the library to do some research for a paper about current female heads of industry.”
    â€œThat sounds horrible.”
    â€œIt’s not as bad as it sounds.”
    â€œYes it is.”
    Jonah and I stepped out of Chick-fil-A into the sunny Friday afternoon. It was