Omicron Mu Gamma

After flipping through a couple of the little pamphlets she had been given, Megan settled on one. "Omicron Mu Gamma: Holesome Fun" looked fantastic, though a little lacking in the spelling department. The colors were bright and welcoming, with a picture of a Victorian-looking house displayed prominently on the leaflet. She'd heard rumors of fraternities and even met someone who was in one once - at least, he had been wearing Greek letters when he said hi to her in the mall - and thought that, if she wanted to go to a party, that would be the place to start!

She took a good look at the address, then folded it and tucked it into her purse. A plan forming in her head, Megan made sure she had everything she might need: her newly-printed student ID; chapstick - that had been hard to get past her mother; a little bit of change in case she lost her cell and had to call someone, on the off chance that no one there would let her borrow a phone. She even slipped her camera in there in case she wanted to take pictures of her very first college party.

It would be so much fun.

Closing the door to her dorm room, she left to find the Omicron Mu Gamma house and the party they were so generously throwing. It was a little surprising to see that it was already starting to get dark, the sun setting behind the hills, and she felt a little thrill of excitement at the realization that, for the first time in her life, she would not have to be home in a couple hours. She could do what she wanted, could go where she wanted... the reality was a heady feeling.

And then she was off.