semester since I got here two years ago. The man just flat out knows how to teach, don’t you think?”
“He’s pretty good,” I nodded, taking a bite from my own cold and stale cinnamon roll. “I have him as my advisor too, so I’ll be seeing quite a bit of him over the next few months. From what I’ve seen so far, I really like him too.”
“Well, stay with Professor Woodward and you’ll be declaring your major any day now. That’s what happened to me. When I first came here, I was sure I’d major in Biology. I loved it in high school and knew it was what I wanted to do. But then, when I got here, Professor Woodward was my advisor too and I declared Religious Studies by Thanksgiving my freshman year.”
“Good to know,” I laughed. “It’s definitely piqued my interest, so we’ll see.”
“What about extracurriculars? Have you had a chance to explore any of the clubs on campus or maybe some of the intramural leagues? I remember you seemed interested in exploring some new options.”
“Unfortunately, I’ve been keeping myself pretty busy with my school work,” I said. “I’ve thought about it though. Maybe next semester?”
Simi nodded approvingly. “Had the same problem my freshman year. I came in similar to you, shy and overly studious. It took me an entire year to find my niche. All I wanted to do was study and maybe hang out with a few friends I knew, but that was it.”
“But you’re in a sorority!” I said astonished. “I can’t imagine you being shy.”
“Trust me; I used to be really bad. But, eventually I came out of my shell and went to a Rush event. I gave it a chance and absolutely loved it. It was the best decision I’ve made here, and all it took was a leap of faith. Sometimes taking a leap of faith can change the entire complexion of your life. Try keeping that in mind as the semester moves along.”
“Wow, you sound like Annie with that whole leap of faith thing,” I laughed. “She’d be agreeing with every word you’ve said if she were here.”
“Speaking of which, how is she doing? I’ve been terrible at my job this year, not keeping in touch with you guys like I promised. Is she holding up alright?”
“Oh yeah, she’s doing great. I haven’t seen her as much lately, but from what I have seen, she’s been staying on top of her classes and homework. I’m actually really proud of her.”
“Wait a minute, back up… You haven’t seen her as much? Why not? Don’t you guys live together?” she eyed me suspiciously.
“It’s no big deal, she’s just been spending a lot of her spare time over at the Beta house.”
“The Beta House?” Simi responded. Her smile faded slowly.
I could feel the mood of our conversation shifting into a downward spiral very quickly. The complete change in Simi’s expression was more than enough to give it away. Just the mention of the Beta house seemed to flip some invisible switch on deep inside her. She sat there for a minute and stared out at a large group of students who were walking over one of the bridges.
“Uh, is there a problem with that?” I asked, breaking the silence that had fallen on our table.
“Oh nothing, it, it’s nothing.”
“Wait, Simi, you’re hiding something. What about the Beta house?”
Simi’s gaze flashed back outside as her hands fidgeted with the fork she had used to eat. There appeared to be a massive internal battle going on in her head, as though she really wanted to say something, but then thought better of it. I sat there and waited for her as the clock on the wall slowly inched towards noon.
“Look Zoe, there’s something I need to talk to you about,” she finally said.
“Okay, does it have to do with Annie?”
“Yes and no,” she responded hesitantly. “I feel that as one of your leaders, it is my responsibility to make sure you guys stay safe and have the best experience possible on this campus. But, the Beta house has some members in it that are not what I’d
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