Greek: Double Date by Marsha Warner

happy. He has his priorities.”
    “Speaking of priorities,” Ashleigh said, “Casey, behind you, it’s Janette. Don’t freak out.”
    “Janette? The Gamma Psi?”
    “And the Panhellenic member who recommended I be expelled over the homecoming ‘incident.’”
    Casey did not freak out, or turn around. “Who’s she talking to?”
    “Katherine, her Gamma Psi sister and president of Panhellenic. This is totally the second board member I’ve seen her talking to tonight.”
    “Are they going to kick out the IKI girls?”
    “I don’t know if they have the power to do that. They’re not bouncers. Not in those heels,” Ashleigh said. “I don’t know! Oh, she’s coming this way. Act natural! Discuss!”
    But they didn’t have anything to discuss except the person coming their way, whom Ashleigh didn’t properly identify and Casey couldn’t turn her head to see without violating the rules of their “we’re not spying” clause. The guys knew what to do—act oblivious—as they waited for the girl to reach them. “I can see that the ZBZ women are in order.” For now wasimplied. It was Katherine, who was big on referring to sisters as “women” and not “girls.” She looked at Rob. “I don’t think we’ve formally met.”
    “I’m Rob Howell,” he said, appropriately neutrally, adding, “I’m with Casey.”
    Score one for him, Casey decided.
    Katherine nodded just as neutrally. “Moving on,” she said, and left.
    “Either something’s in the water or she’s up to something,” Casey decided.
    “She’s not drinking water, and she’s definitely up to something. I don’t think she thinks much of ZBZ. Like she’s waiting for us to screw up—as if we could possibly outshine the IKIs,” Ashleigh said. “But can we not spend the night obsessing about Katherine? There’s…Rebecca!” Ashleigh gestured to the ZBZ sister currently making her entrance. “With…Evan?” Because it did appear as though she had Evan Chambers on her arm. There was one hard glance in their direction, and then the couple headed into the crowd, going another way.
    “Evan looks kinda coerced,” Casey said, and she would know. She had dated him for almost three years. “That’s…weird.”
    “You two are obsessed,” Fisher said, and Casey turned to Rob, who notably hadn’t said anything.
    Instead he just said to Casey, “You’re staring at me.” It wasn’t accusatory, but it could have been.
    “Uh, so cat’s out of the bag. Sort of.” Ashleigh jumped in for Casey. A small mercy. “Rebecca mentioned in this extremely offhanded and super imprecise way that she knows you from somewhere.”
    “I interned in her father’s office, for his chief of staff,” hesaid without missing a beat. He didn’t sound proud of it, but he wasn’t hiding it, either. “Obviously, when he was still a senator, and not totally immersed in scandal. This was in high school. And before you say anything, I did not know anything about the whole prostitution ring thing. They don’t tell interns about stuff like that. It was more like a congressional page program, but for senators. Less prestigious but a good résumé builder.”
    “So you kind of…crossed paths with Rebecca?” Casey prodded.
    “Yeah.” He nodded. “Look, it was a long time ago and not something I want to get into, okay?”
    “In the past. Done,” Casey said.
    “Buried. Like, Valley of the Kings buried,” Ashleigh said.
    “You know they dug up the Valley of the Kings,” Fisher said, more joking than to be unhelpful. Ashleigh gave him a little shove anyway. “Ow!” As if he was hurt by that.
    Casey and Rob made the rounds, which for Casey meant greeting the rest of the Panhellenic board, all of whom were in attendance. One was more than eager to go on and on about university disciplinary councils— way too much information. But Casey struck gold with Lauren Parke, a slightly bubbly—meaning, inebriated—member whose term was expiring. She was more