I looked into her eyes, realizing that Claire was hurting, too. Maybe worse than any of us."It's Tami, isn't it? That big, unrequited love you were te...ling me about the other night. It's your roommate." You don't know what you're talking about," she snapped.But I did. There was a sudden, desperate fear in her eyes now that I'd brought it up. Fear of being found out."Claire, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize. Does she know?"She continued to glare at me, furious. But then, ever so slightly, her. For that reason, here they were awaiting their punishment. As it had not been possible to punish all of the girls involved together, Jasmine Storey had arranged for them to be dealt with depending upon which form class they belonged to. Unlucky for Karen O’Donnell and Abbie Tainio that Helen Downey’s surname came before the form mistresses of the other girls.While they waited for Ms. Storey and Miss Downey to arrive, the girls were watched over by their Head of Year, Mrs. McNamara, who had. The plaque read: TAU IOTA TAU FRATERNITY HOUSE. Virginia’s eyes widened and slowly teared. She was to be initiated, not by sorority sisters from her high school, but by college boys, frat rats from a fraternity noted for throwing riotous keggers and toga parties.“What have I gotten myself into?” she wondered. The pledge orders to which Virginia had agreed and in fact sworn to were simple. Go to the address assigned, hand over the envelope to whoever answers the door, and then do exactly as. I got up and sat next to her on her bed, putting my arm around her. ‘Yes, it’s Tim, the guy I met in Louisiana,’ I said, still clueless. Then, like a bolt of lighting, it hit me. ‘How did you know his name?’ ‘How do you think?’ Patrice asked through tears and sobs. ‘He is my boyfriend, who I gave my virginity to,’ she explained, unable to say anything more as she whimpered. No! I wanted to shout, to scream. It can’t be! But I didn’t say anything. I just looked at the picture, the picture of my.