Bringing Down the Big Men on Campus
My name is Bella. I'm fifteen. I just graduated from high school. I get called the "female Doogie" like Doogie Howser. My parents said they knew I was gifted when I started talking before talking in sentences before age 2. Unlike the TV show, I'm not planning on going to college to be a doctor. I want to be a lawyer. I want to make the world safer for people by helping to put criminals in jail, especially men who prey on innocent women.
So WHY am I going to school at Washington State University instead of some Ivy league college? Well, it's simple. I'm going to put over 300 guys in jail.
Let me back up a little. I started kindergarten like a normal five year old. However, by the time the school year was up, I was moved to third grade. So I was six years old and in third grade. Not too special. Until I spent my summer at my mother's office reading. I read encyclopedias and dictionaries (boring to a lot of people, but I thought they were fascinating). My vocabulary and reading skills were so advanced by that fall I was moved to the fifth grade by October. I finished elementary school and then spent the next seven years keeping my classmates trailing after me.
At one point I know it was suggested that I skip a grade or two more. However, my parents refused. I was set to graduate as a thirteen year old, and that was plenty early enough according to them and me. I spent two years at the local community college which was so crazy to college recruiters and deans. I had offers to Yale, Harvard, Columbia, Dartmouth, and Princeton. However, I was THIRTEEN. I wasn't quite ready to leave the comfort of my parents' home and shelter.
Full scholarships were sent my way, and I barely had to pay for any books. I chose to work on campus at various work study jobs. All the while, my mom's office kept a spot for me in their extensive library. Law books began to draw my interest more and more. And soon I was declaring myself pre-law. It was about this time I started hearing rumors about WSU and a hazing ritual for incoming freshmen females.
An older cousin of mine visited and told me about how her friend Susie had been the victim of a horrible prank. Apparently, all the fraternities on campus, almost 30 total, took part. The frat boys got together and selected one incoming freshman female to be the target. Then all the guys wanting to be a part of the bet paid an entrance fee. The goal was to see who would get the naïve female to sleep with him first. The first guy to score with her got the honey pot. Susie was this year's female.
The wheels in my head started turning. I started to wonder if this was an annual event or just a one-time thing. I began researching this event and found out it had a three-decade history on campus. By my estimates, at least 100 guys "played" each year, and that means roughly 3,000 frat boys tried to win this bet over the history of its existence. Granted, I'm sure there were repeat offenders. And it was possible that more than 100 participated some years.
I began researching laws and felonies that were being broken…. And then I applied to WSU. I was going to bring them down. And if there were records kept throughout the history of this bet, I'd bring down more than the drunken horn-dogs currently attending. I'd bring down all the jerks who had ever preyed on the innocent females.