Poison in Pumps by Karen Anne

Author:Karen Anne [Anne, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-12T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-TWO

After the great popcorn toss, my week took a nose dive. Nothing seemed to be going right. My classes gave an unforgivable amount of homework, I got stuck with a complete slacker as a partner for my Psych project, my student was sick, so I lost today’s pay, and now my sorority meeting was completely out of control.

The girls were arguing over where to hold our Spring formal. “Can we just get through March? I think there are other things that need to be determined before we pick a banquet hall for an occasion still three months away. This is Pennsylvania, not Park Avenue, it’s not like everyone is fighting for that dream reception hall,” I said in an effort to regain control.

“I disagree, Kristen,” Summer said, standing. “I can’t think of anything more important. If we don’t decide and book our hall, then another sorority will beat us to it. I feel the seniors deserve a beautiful location.”

The girls started clapping, and I knew I couldn’t argue. “Fine, whatever you want. I’m obviously not going to win. I thought the charity was our priority, but clearly, it’s ball gowns and DJs that you’re concerned about.”

Summer looked perfectly disgusted by me. “Look, Kris, I know you broke up with David, but that’s no reason to ruin it for the rest of us.”

I slammed the meeting binder shut. “This has nothing to do with David! How dare you?”

Brit jumped up. “Summer that was really low.”

“Yes, defend her. You guys are like this iron wall. God forbid you think for yourself, Brit. But all you have to do is look at her. She’s living in yoga pants and sweatshirts, and it’s not because she’s at the gym.”

“You know what? I don’t need this. Meeting adjourned.”

“You can’t end the meeting just because you’re throwing a tantrum!” Summer snapped.

“I’m throwing a tantrum? I wanted to discuss this year’s fundraiser, and you want to pick on my wardrobe and go dig out your old prom gown. This is bullshit. I think you girls forget why we’re in this sorority. There’s more to us than dances and dates.”

“See? I knew it. You’re pissed that you won’t have a date, and that’s not our fault.”

My hand flew across Summer’s face so fast, I didn’t even realize I had struck her.

There was an audible gasp throughout the room, and Brit jumped in-between us.

“You bitch!” Summer lunged forward, but Brit was quicker and stronger. She grabbed her arms, holding her by the wrists. “Calm down, Summer,” Brit said through gritted teeth.

Summer ignored her, looking past Brit at me. She was filled with hatred. “And you call yourself a president?”

“Fine, impeach me! See if I care. This whole sorority is bullshit anyway.” I stormed into the hallway, grabbed my coat and purse from the closet, and left. My car was parked out front, so I was able to get inside and lock the door before Brit reached it. She knocked on the window. I glanced over at her; she didn’t have a coat on.

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