Katy tried not to be too self-reflective though. It was easier not to think most of the time in her sorority, since nothing very good ever came of it. Walking back at 5am, dodging beer cans, all after her sisters had cut her best friend from home, made it hard not to wonder what it was she was doing.  Most of the time she spent her nights with these stupid boys, partially because it was what was expected of her.  As her pledge trainer had told her class, “it’s important to keep the right boys in the right fraternity on good terms with our sisters, if you understand what I’m saying.” 

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