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a roof over their heads and seemed more interested in playing the numbers and chasing after men than she was in her own children. Tiara had overcome a lot, but despite her unfortunate childhood, she felt lucky and blessed to have the opportunity to experience a better side of life here at school.
    “I hope your sorors feel the same,” Tiara said with hope in her voice.
    “I’m sure they will. You have a great chance. Just think positively, say a prayer, and wear something nice to rush. By the way, what’s this year’s theme?”
    “Exclusive Pink Plush Rush.”
    “I guess my sorors are running out of creative ideas. But I’m sure that when you’re accepted, you’ll help jazz things up.”
    “I gotta be accepted first.”
    “You will. So, Miss Tiara Johnson, are you still giving the men in your life a run for their money? Or better yet, have you found somebody special yet?”
    “You know that some things never change. I’m never gonna let a man have my mind, even if it means I gotta be single for the rest of my life. Some of the girls on this campus are so ‘gone’ over their boyfriends that their lives revolve around them. They cain’t even think without asking their men how. It’s like they live to serve.”
    “You’re so harsh.”
    “I have to be. Their men have been seen going to visit other women in dorms all over this campus. And when they finally decide they’re tired of being accused of cheating, they leave with no explanation. Then those dumb girls go cryin’ to their so-called friends and the next thing you know everybody on campus be talking about their asses until somebody else gets dumped and they have something new to gossip about.”
    “Watch your mouth, Miss Thing. I thought you were working on cleaning that up.”
    “My bad, sis. You just hit a subject that pisses me off and I can’t be held responsible for my words. I’m working on it. Anyway, I refuse to live like that, even if it means not having a man. So, what’s up with that?”
    “You mean the relationship thing?”
    “Yeah, why do women seem to be the only ones catching he . . . heck from the brothers? And why do the brothers act like they could care less?”
    Rhonda and Tiara both knew what Tiara was really asking. She was still trying to figure out why her father left her mother, Tiara, and her two sisters. Tiara never forgot how good things were before her daddy left her mother for a white lady. Polly was her name. She was a thin, stringy-haired blond, poor white trash home wrecker, as far as Tiara was concerned. How dare she come and break up their family and take her daddy away from her? Before her daddy walked out on them, they actually lived in a house. It wasn’t in the best neighborhood, but it was a house.
    Her father left unexpectedly. Their life was never the same after that because her mother had committed herself to being a housewife and had little education, no self-esteem, and felt that she was not skilled enough to enter the workforce. Without a high school diploma, and scared, she did what most uneducated, single mothers do. She signed up to be another victim of the welfare system and moved her family into the projects.
    Without her father’s presence, her mother lost control of her life and turned into a stranger, whom Tiara had a hard time relating to. Her mother had men coming in and out of the apartment, and before she knew it, Tiara had not two, but five siblings to help take care of. Tamika, who was two years younger than Tiara, was now a senior in high school. Janeece, nicknamed Niece, was a year and a half younger than Tamika. Her three brothers, Lamont, Donnell, and Cayman, were a lot younger. Lamont, nicknamed “Brother,” was nine, Donnell was eight, and Cayman, whom they called Man-Man, was six.
    Each sibling was named after whatever stuck in their mother’s mind during her pregnancy. Tiara got her name after her mother watched a beauty pageant during her ninth month of pregnancy. The