Girls on the Verge
Chapter One
Rush: Sorority Sisters
It's the first day of sorority rush at UCLA and things are going
smoothly. I'm in a sorority house chatting with a group of sisters
when my fellow rushees and I are herded into the sorority's back
room for a slide show. The back room has a ceiling full of brightly
colored helium balloons, their ribbons curling like fusilli pasta, and
more sorority sisters for us rushees to meet, among them a most
unwelcome surprise: Nancy.
Now evidently a sorority sister, Nancy is a girl my little sister
grew up with and I recognize her immediately. Standing about ten
feet away, she looks right at me and I'm positive a loud air-raid like
siren is going to go off, the kind of warning signal sororities must
surely have on hand to alert sisters than an impostor is in their midst.
I hide my face behind my hair and stick my chest out in her direction
so she can see my name tag, which bears the name Katie Wintersen,
an alias. Like a lighthouse's beam, Nancy's eyes pan the room, and
then cross back again, w ... read full excerpt from Girls on the Verge ebook