My moment has arrived. I stand at the bottom of Greek Row and see the  white picket fence that separates the Kappa Delta house towards the top  of the hill.

At the entrance to Greek Row, I am handed a ziplock bag  with "Survival Pack" written in Sharpie on the front. Inside is a travel  size bottle of hairspray, gum, chapstick, five bobby pins, a pen,  kleenex and a safety pin. Mischa and I clutch onto our ziplocks and  stride up the hill and over to the Kappa house. There is a sea of  potential frat brothers and sorority sisters navigating their way  through the houses and I notice a few girls from my classes in line for  Sigma Alpha. ❤️ no no no no noooooooooo

We are in awe as we approach Kappa Delta's gorgeous two  story brick building with four white columns that support a small white  upstairs deck. Vines crawl down the sides of the building and there are  mini palm trees at the sides of the outside veranda. The sidewalk  leading up to the front door has lights running along its path and a  bright spotlight illuminates the metal KAPPA DELTA letters nailed above the front door. I see the  same five blondes from the informational booth handing out name tags to  potential pledges. I read the prettiest girls name tag and am reminded  that her name is Heather.

"So glad to see you two again," she says with her signature bright  smile. I grab a name tag from her and in pretty swirly letters I write  my name and stick the name tag to my shirt. Mischa and I jump in line  and follow the train of other dressed up girls waiting patiently to  enter the house. I am overcome with excitement as soon as I step onto  the marble flooring. I immediately notice the two grand-staircases with  elaborate metal banisters connect at the top of a hallway. A  large round cherry wood table sits in the middle of the foyer between  the two stair cases. A vibrant vase of exotic flowers adorns the empty table and almost looks out of  place in the otherwise white room.

I look to the first staircase and eye the four wide rectangular  frames hung at the bottom of the stairs, proudly displaying the previous members photos. Another frame displays the founding members and a  smaller frame displays the sororities Creed and coat of arms.

The train of girls swerves into the swank living room and there is a  punch bowl with light bites displayed in the connected dining room. None of the furniture in this room looks practical to sit on  so Mischa and I grab a cup of pink punch and head into the kitchen.  Everything about this house is light, white and airy. The granite  counter tops are light gray and the cabinets are glossy white. The  furniture is all neatly upholstered with plush white fabric and even the  bathrooms are white porcelain with white marble flooring. All the doors  to the girls rooms are open and it looks like it's been set up so it's  two to a room. Even the bedrooms have posh furniture and wide walk-in  closets. I look to Mischa as we make our way back downstairs and out to  the lavish back yard.

"This can't be a party house. There is not a single stain on any of  the white furniture and everything is in immaculate condition," I  whisper to Mischa as we find comfy stools by the sparkling pool. There  are nets of twinkle lights draped over the bushes and an illuminated  gazebo takes up the small grassy area. The grass is thick and dark green which is rare in Malibu- the yard alone displays how lavish the house is. Mischa looks around to the other  timid girls, all carrying punch and loitering around the yard. I  notice only a handful have dared to touch the snacks.

"I know, it feels like we are in a museum because I don't dare touch a  thing!" She replies while catching my eye.

"No wonder it's so expensive to live here. I think the bathrooms here  are nicer than mine in Dallas," I whisper back and she nods in  agreement. Both Mischa and I are used to a lavish lifestyle but this one  seems unpractical. How do twenty-five girls live here and it looks this  neat? I don't think it's a facade either because the girls had their  closets open and each one had a neat closet system installed and every  shoe and belt had it's place.

I spot Heather prancing down the patio stairs  in her navy formfitting lace dress and she joins the majority of the anxious  girls over by the outside bar. She grabs a crystal glass from the  cabinet and clinks it softly with a fork. The murmurs fade and Heather  gracefully steps onto a small stool next to the bar.

"Good evening ladies, as most of you now know my name is Heather and I  am the President of the Pepperdine chapter of Kappa Delta." There is a  loud round of applause and Heather beams brightly at all the eager  hopefuls before continuing. "I am so excited that we have had such a  successful open house tonight. I hope you have all had a tour of the  house and have managed to check out all of the living quarters Kappa  Delta has to offer." Everyone offers a small golf clap and I am just as eager as the thirty other girls here.

"Now, I know me and the other Kappa Delta leaders haven't gotten a  chance to speak with every girl here, so please come and see us before  you leave to make sure we have your contact information. I'm now  going to turn it over to the Vice President of Kappa Delta, so if you can  please give a warm welcome to Ashley!" Everyone of course does as they're told and claps loudly as Heather and  Ashley switch places. Ashley swings her long blonde hair behind her  shoulders and clasps her hands together before speaking.

"Hi everyone,  I'm Ashley, and I would first like to mention how beautiful all you  ladies look tonight. We really do appreciate you stopping by and keeping  Kappa Delta as an option as you rush this week. With that said, I wanted  to remind all the ladies here that this year we only have five open  spots so our selection process is going to be extremely rigorous.  Fifteen bids are going to go out to girls that really left an impression  on us either tonight or at our open house this Wednesday and bids will  be sent out Friday. Pledging officially begins a week from today and I  am so excited so see which of your gorgeous faces will be joining us for  our first meeting."

I see girls glancing to other girls while  Ashley gives her speech and I hear girls mentally weeding out other  girls based solely on appearance. I am happy to hear that most of them  think I am a shoo in to receive a bid. I hear another girl behind me  whispering something about a legacy to her friend and I turn and ask her  what she meant.

"A legacy?" She asks me and I ask her to explain to me what that is.

"A legacy is someone that has a relative that was previously a Kappa  Delta. This year there are three girls that are legacies so they get  automatic bids into the sorority. They still have to complete rush week  and it doesn't always mean automatic acceptance, but the three girls here  have mothers that are on the board for Kappa Delta. So basically what  Heather and Ashley failed to mention is three spots are already  basically taken, which means there are really only two open spots." I glance to Mischa and we both look nervous. She has the same thought  I do and we both look around the yard to get any hints as to who the  legacy girls are. I look back to the girl that fed me the information  and ask, "How do you know this?"

"I was in the bathroom and I heard other girls talking about it  outside the door. I don't know who the legacy ladies are but they seem  to know. I only know one of the girls' name is Sawyer," she answers and  her and her friends start walking across the yard to go back into the  house. The sun has fully set and my arms are starting to get goosebumps  from the slight breeze. I text Liam, asking him to pick me and Mischa up at  the Greek Row entrance as I do not want to walk that far in these four-inch heels again. The other girls have slowly started vacating the  house so Mischa and I follow. When we get to the sliding glass door, we see Heather is finally by herself so we summon the  courage to approach her.

"Hey Heather, we just wanted to thank you for having us and let you  know how excited we are about all the information we got about Kappa  Delta tonight," Mischa says as I smile and nod next to her.

"Thanks, I'm excited you two showed up," Heather says and then leans  in closer to us, "Don't tell anyone what I am about to say, but to help  ease your nerves this week I'll tell you to definitely be looking for  bids from us on Friday." She winks and then turns away from us leaving  Mischa and I about to burst on the spot. I grab Mischa's hand and we  silently freak out with excitement. We are the last girls in the pool  area so we quickly leap up the back steps and follow the maze through  the house. We wave to the other Kappa Delta members as we exit the front  door and are ecstatic all the way down the hill. I spot  Liam's car waiting for us at the end of the street and Mischa is  thankful she doesn't have to walk all the way back to her dorm either.  Our heels click clack down to his car and he waves as I pull his door  open.

"Hey love, you look pretty," he says and I quickly reach over to give him a quick kiss.

"Thanks. Liam this is Mischa, Mischa my boyfriend Liam." I introduce the two and Mischa waves to him from the back seat.

"Hey Mischa, nice to finally meet you," he says with a smile. I pull the car door closed and he asks, "So...how'd it go?"

"I think it went really well. The house is really nice! It will  definitely be an upgrade from the crappy dorm rooms," I answer and  Mischa joins the conversation, "Yeah and there is a pretty pool in the  backyard with large lounge areas. It looks like it will be fun."

"Oh and the President herself told Mischa and I to expect a bid on  Friday. So that was exciting to hear!" I say while clapping my hands, right as Liam pulls up to  the drop off area. Mischa climbs out of the car after thanking Liam for  the ride and I linger in the front seat as she leaves. We watch her disappear into her dorm building and then Liam looks to me, "So you're still serious about this huh?"

I nod, "Yeah, I am. I really want this."

"Do you just want it because Harper has it? Or because it's super  selective and you're super competitive?" Liam suggests and I shrug my  shoulders.

"Maybe at first it was because of those things." I confess and then I find the courage to confess something that's been lingering in the back of my mind. I glance to him and add, "But Liam, to be  honest you have me completely freaked out about this whole Virginia  thing. You haven't said two words about it and it would be a lie to say  it hasn't been on your mind. I kind of want the security the sorority  has to offer if you decide to go to Virginia. If you leave, I'll have a  support system and something to focus on so I won't go crazy."

Liam cuts the ignition, angles his body toward me and with a pained  expression says, "Ellie, I'm not going to leave you. You can't honestly  believe I would just move to Virginia without you."

"That's just it Liam. Without me. Like there is an option of  me actually coming with you. I have no desire to take your dad up on his  offer. What would I tell my parents? Sorry mom, I am dropping out of  school to join Liam in the C.I.A? I don't think so." I look away from  Liam's somber eyes and start picking at my pink nail polish, leaving small  flakes all over his seat.

"I don't know what is in store for me and my dad, but I do know that  he will never come between us. If it's not both of us going it's neither  of us going. I don't care about Virginia if it's something you have no  interest in. You can finish school and we can figure things out  together. But if you're only joining a sorority because you've convinced  yourself that I'll leave you, then that reason is pointless. Because I  won't."

I shake my head and look to him, "You say that now Liam but you can't  promise that. You might change your mind and decide you don't want to  wait for me to finish school. Or that you don't want to live your life  around my schedule, which I understand. You've always wanted to find  people like us and this is your opportunity."

"You want me to go?' Liam asks now completely confused.

"No of course not! But if you choose not to go, it needs to be because you don't want to go. Not because I  don't want you to. You said you wouldn't hold me back when it came to  me going to college, I won't hold you back when it comes to something  you truly want," I say softly and Liam reaches across the console to  grab my hand. I choke back tears as I do not want to cry over this. I  need to believe what I am saying and not wish deep down that he'll stay  with me forever.

"I'm not going anywhere Ellie. There are ways to find others like us  that doesn't involve the C.I.A. Don't get yourself worked up over this.  You mean too much to me to leave you behind," he says and then gently  brushes his lips against my forehead, "Can you stay at my place  tonight?" I think about it for a second and as much as I want to, I know I  won't get my homework done if I go over there.

"I still have English  homework I gotta do before tomorrow. But I'll stay with you tomorrow  night." He nods his head at my response and I give him a deep kiss  before leaving his car. I unbuckle my seat belt and softly close the car  door behind me. I am about to make it to the entry doors when Liam  calls out to me, "Oh Ellie, I forgot. My dad wants to have dinner with us  on Wednesday. So plan for that." He quickly rolls up the window so I  can't argue with him. The last thing I want to worry about this week is  appeasing one of Liam's manipulative parents.