Chapter 9: Spring Semester and Persona Non Grata

After spring break, I decided enough water had passed under the bridge and decided to pay a visit to the frat house to see how my former college buddies were doing. It was during Greek Games I decided to visit. This was usually the highlight of the spring semester and was a time for frat guys to let off some steam after being cooped inside for most of the winter.

Instead of driving my car I decided to ride my bike. Along with being a means of transportation it was good exercise, The previous months I had spent my time sitting way to much and eating to many meals at fast food joints and had put on a few extra pounds. I rode up to the back of the house to the parking lot and was greeted by my younger frat brothers. Comments like where have you been and look what the cat dragged in were common. My comment back was, “Yeah I am glad to see you too.”

I walked over to the kegs to pour a beer where I noticed my presence made some of the girls who hung around the frat house uneasy. I wasn’t sure what that was all about so I thought the less said the better. I walked over to talk to my fraternity little brother and greeted him. His girl friend was with him and I saw right away something was wrong and that she motioned with her eyes for me to follow her. She walked over to the other side of the parking lot near the basketball hoop and sat down on the retaining wall. I waited a few seconds and indirectly headed in that direction. I sat down near her and took a sip of my beer. “Whats up?” I asked. Looking around in general direction just taking in the whole festive atmosphere.

“Be careful what you say and do while you are here.” she warned me. “Word is out that you are dangerous and abusive towards women.”

“What?” I said incredulously. “Angie you know me. I have been around you for three years. Shoot. I have walked you back to your dorm several times when Romeo over there was passed out from drinking in excess. Who would say such a thing? I have always treated girls with respect and have never tried anything with anybody.” Then it dawned on me, Ginny B. She said she would make me pay.

“Was it Ginny B.?” I asked. “She spreading crap and making me look like a potential rapist or something.”

“Yeah, it was something all right” she responded. “Just be careful and don’t be in a room alone with any female. I don’t want to help bail you out.”

When it was close to dinner time I helped dig out the charcoal grill and set it up. I made myself busy and active so no one could say I was lurking around. I even volunteered to help man the grill so the other guys could go eat with their girlfriends or dates.

After dinner I helped clean up and put the grill away. I was shooting hoops with a couple of the new guys who I hadn’t met since they joined this past year. I was getting into the game and was getting my outside shot back when I looked over and saw Ginny B. standing there watching me with a scowl on her face. I tried my best to ignore her. For a couple of shots I even missed the backboard, pure air ball.

It was getting dark and some of the guys decided to bring out the house’s stereo system and set it up so they could have an informal dance. I decided to help with the positioning of the speakers and to stay away from the girls so I couldn’t be accused of anything. Plus I was planning on leaving soon so I could get back home before it got too dark.