Delta Upsilon Mu Beta

Stephanie looked at the paw on the ground. "Wow, that was strange." She calmed down a bit about losing out on the presidency. She thought about her Chemistry 408 class. "Do I have a test tomorrow?" She could not remember. Her mind seemed fuzzy. She walked back to the sorority.

On the porch were three of her sorority sisters. They saw her. "Oh good, Stephanie, you're like here. Ginni locked us out of the house again!" Said Kendra.

"Why would I have the key?" asked Stephanie.

"Well, like, duh! You're the president!" said Kendra.

Stephanie checked her keys. They were labeled: Parents house, Delta Beta, and P.O. Box. "Wait, what? Did you say I'm president?"

"Duh!" said Ginni.

"Oh, great, it's Dean Myers," said Fallon, another sister who had been waiting on the porch.

Stephanie saw the Dean of Student Activities and Greek Life Nadia Myers strolling up to the house.

"Miss Morris, we need to talk."

"Ooohhhh!" said the other girls before they went into the house.

Stephanie and the Dean sat on the large porch swing. "Look, Miss Morris. We should not have to talk about this again. I've warned you. You house is already on academic probation. This house easily has the lowest GPA on campus, and there's not a close second. We've offered tutoring...."

"Wait, what? When did this happen?"

"What do you mean?" asked the Dean. "You yourself only have a 1.8 GPA, and that's one of the highest in your house."

"What?"

"Half of your members are failing at least one class. I mean most would not have even gotten in here if we still went by ACT scores, and their parents did not pony up the full tuition as none of you qualified for academic scholarships."

"But I won a scholarship in high school!" said Stephanie.

"For what?"

"It was for...um...for like...."

The Dean rolled her eyes.