mind.â
âWhatâs that?â Nancy asked.
âStay out of that Sigma Kappa houseâI donât want you falling in love with any golden California Adonises.â
âNo chance of that.â Nancy laughed. âIâm in love with an Emerson College student, whom I miss very much. Iâll call soon,â Nancy said as she and Ned kissed goodbye into their phones.
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Sitting in the basement study hall after dinner, Nancy wrote a letter home to Hannah Gruen. Hannah had been Nancyâs housekeeper, friend, and mother substitute since Nancy was three. Nancy had promised to write her a note from sunny California.
The only other person in the study hall at that time was Alice Clark, a quiet person whom Nancy knew almost nothing about, and who seemed to always be alone.
But within minutes Kathy, another member of Loriâs crowd, came down the stairs and joined Nancy.
Opening her books, Kathy began to complain immediately. âI hate studying. I shouldnât be a student. Iâm not cut out for it. Look at this junk,â she said, pointing to a history text. âWho cares? I mean, really, I do not care one little bit whether something happened in 1066 A.D. or not.â
âAre there any courses you enjoy?â Nancy asked.
âMusic appreciation, I guess. But then, you have to listen to everything so carefully that it really takes the beauty out of the music. The other night after Iâd been studying for a music test, I woke up in the middle of the night. There was a thunderstorm, and honestly, I lay there in bed trying to remember who the composer was before I figured out it was thunder!â
When Nancy began to laugh, Alice Clark looked up from her work and gave them both looks of annoyance. âSorry,â Nancy whispered.
âLetâs get out of here,â Kathy said in a normal voice. âOr are you in the middle of something you have to finish?â
âNo, just a letter home,â Nancy answered.
âWant to take a walk? Itâs warm and beautiful out there tonight.â Glancing in Aliceâs direction, Kathy added, âItâs too nice a night for even you to be studying, Alice. Want to come with us?â
âNo, thank you,â Alice said in a very quiet voice, and quickly looked back down at her book.
âIâd be glad to take a walk,â Nancy said.
âGood, Iâll meet you on the porch,â Kathy said. âIâd better grab a jacket.â
Nancy glanced down at the long-sleeved white shirt that she had borrowed from Susan and decided sheâd be okay in just that.
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âI swear, I donât know how that girl got into this sorority,â Kathy said as soon as she and Nancy headed out into the clear, beautiful night. They both stopped for a minute and breathed in the fresh ocean air.
âI mean,â Kathy continued, âshe does nothing but study. She has no fun or friends. And itâs not like she was a legacy or anything.â Kathy tossed a light khaki jacket over her shoulders as she said, âSometimes strange things happen in this place.â
âMaybe she was asked to join to bring the sororityâs grade point average even higher,â Nancy said, glancing around at the buildings they were passing. SDU was a huge campus, and they were walking in a part of it that Nancy had not explored yet. âI know how Delta Phi values its high academic standing.â
âWell, there are other methods for getting good grades besides studying,â Kathy said meaningfully.
âLike what?â Nancy asked.
âLike âcooperation,âââ Kathy said with a smile. Walking past the large gymnasium and tennis courts, Kathy steered Nancy to the left. Kathysaid, âIn the biology building weâve got a friend. A teaching assistant whoâs very cooperative.â
âCooperative?â Nancy asked
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