on their faces, slapping each other high fives, ready to mobilize in cars and go join in other underground lines. Isha came over to me and tugged me.
âCan I speak to you for a second?â Isha said. We stepped into my bedroom. âAre you okay with this?â she asked before I could even ask her what was up.
Clearly, she could tell that I was not happy. âI mean, we just canât let them decide weâre going to do something that could jeopardize all of us getting our letters. We signed a slip of paper saying we wouldnât be hazed at all. I donât know about you, Isha, but my word is my word.â
She leaned in and said, âI donât want to do it.â
Instantly, I was confused. âIf you donât want to do it, why donât you just tell them you donât want to go out like that?â
âCome on, Cassidy, be real. They already think Iâm the little Christian girl. I roll by myself all the time. Thatâs one of the joys in wanting to be in a sororityâso I could feel important, think I had it going on. Deep down inside I donât want to be ostracized, and I could tell on some of the faces of other girls in there that everybody wasnât for it. We just need somebody who can stand up to Cheryl to say weâre not doing this because our line canât be divided. Will you speak for us?â
Understanding her pleas, I nodded. I stepped out into the hall and saw Sam grabbing her purse.
âWait a minute. We havenât finished talking about all this,â I said loudly.
âWe donât have a lot of time to talk about anything. We got to get in the cars and go. How many people are driving? We need to take as few vehicles as possible,â Cheryl said, talking over me as if I didnât matter and as if what only she had to say counted.
I nudged my roommate. âSam, you might want to check your girl. I just said weâre not through talking.â
âAll right, well, calm down, Cassidy,â Sam said, standing between the two of us.
âAll right, you got everybodyâs attention. Weâll be late and get in trouble with the Big Sisters down there, but what do you have to say? Cassidy, we know if they ask us any history to throw you out there because you know everything. What else you want to say?â Cheryl rudely asked.
âWe havenât voted on going. Iâm not for this little-go-get-hazed-by-some-sorors-who-arenât-even-in-school-at- Western -Smith bull.â
âWait, what are you saying?â Sam said to me. âYou donât want to be legitimate?â
I said, âI donât know how many of you guys are for it, but everybody needs to really think about the repercussions of us stepping out there and somebody getting hurt, us getting caught, or who knows whatever else.â
Isha yelled out, âWe could go to jail!â
âWe could get thrown out of school,â said somebody else who was on our side.
âOh, what, so half of yâall donât want to go?â Cheryl said. âSam, you need to check your roommate. All those who are ready, letâs roll out.â
Sam turned and walked toward the door. I grabbed her arm. She needed to rethink following a nut because she was on her way to getting cracked. I pleaded, âDonât do this.â
âSam, letâs go!â Cheryl called, almost screaming.
Half of the sorors were out the door; the other half of us were inside with arms folded, clearly not moving. Sam was torn. Before our line had officially been inducted as initiates to the Beta Gamma Pi pledge process, we were already divided. There Sam stood between right and wrong.
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I leaned over to Samantha as we stood in the middle of our line sisters, anxiously knowing that whatever we decided was going to affect everyone. âBefore you head out of here, you really need to make sure youâre okay with risking all of us not being Betas.