"We want to come with!" was the first thing out of Natasha Crenshaw's mouth when I told the girls that everyone had to leave.

"Natasha-" I began.

"For moral support." Noelle supplied. Whatever Noelle said, went.

"Fine." I pouted, jokingly.

"Who are they?" Tiffany asked, looking at the new Billings girls. "Nice job picking them out, perfect for Billings." She laughed.

Noelle shut her phone. I hadn't even realized she was on it. "Can't go to my house. And we can't go to St. Barths either. Construction." She said.

"And we won't fit anywhere else!" Missy Thurber said, her nostrils as wide as ever. They seemed to get even wider when she was upset. I didn't think that was possible.

"How about Croton?" I offered. This was met with laughs. "Your right."

Shay smiled. "My dad has a hotel in the city. We could stay there. There's enough room for everyone." We all high-fived and ran upstairs to start packing. Noelle smiled and they all pulled their suitcases out. "Always be prepared."

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"Welcome to the Gaston New York!" Shay shouted, and stuck her head out the limo's sunroof. I shook Amberly who was asleep.

We all got out and walked up to the front desk. Shay laughed and waved her keycard. Right. I forgot her dad owned this place.

She wasn't kidding when she said we could all fit here. Shay's personal suite had 10 bedrooms. TEN. That was enough for everyone to share a room with one person. Noelle dragged me into the first room on the right, therefore declaring me as her roommate. And as much as I felt I was on vacation, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched.

"Uh, Reed? Aren't you guys supposed to be torturing the new kids? Not putting them in a five star hotel?"

"Whatever, I'll have Kiki pocket Shay's keycard or something."

"Now that's the ass-kicking Glass-Licker I never get to see but still love." She smirked.

"Want to help?"

"With what?" she asked, confused.

"With hazing."

"No, I can't. It would be breaking tradition. But, I will watch. Now go out there and start already!"

"Not until the morning." I sighed.

"Ahh, Reed. Hazing you was hilarious. You were so confused." She laughed.

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Bang. Bang.

"Wake up!" Amberly yelled as Constance banged on a drum that Tiffany had gotten from a hobo earlier this morning for a hundred bucks.

Trinity Pearson pouted and looked to her left. Of course she had been rooming with Amberly, because of the ages. Missy grabbed her wrists and yanked her up, putting a frilly apron over her pink tank top and white Soffe shorts. She ambled out of bed and Kiki dragged her to the living room of the suite.

"Reed, can we talk to you?" Lorna Gross asked under her breath. I followed her and the other girls to the kitchen. "If you don't toughen up, we're voting you out. Just get through this week and then you can love them all you want."

I was shocked. "Fine." I agreed through my teeth. When we came back the girls were all seated around the TV watching the news. I stormed over and turned it off, earning an approved look from Noelle on the other side of the room.

"You four," I said, pointing to Trinity, Paris, Sydney, and Kathryn, the legacies. "Bed duty. And you guys," I looked at Alexis, Kimmie, Alison, and Shay. "Sorry, bathrooms."

"What about maid service?" Shay challenged.

Constance raised one eyebrow, "No." That was all it took for the girls to scurry off to start working. We all went to our rooms to get ready.

Fifteen minutes later, while the new girls were still doing whatever they were doing, we all flipped on the TV.

"Oh." I said.

"My." Constance choked up.

"God." Kiran finished.

The news was covering the murder of a college freshman.

It was Ivy Slade.

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So? Yup, this chapter is unfortunately REALLY short. Boo hoo. At least Reed got tougher, She is SO going to need it. I've had a lot going on and I'm going to take it all out on Reed. Poor Reed. But maybe I'll be nice and give her a break. Yeah, okay. REVIEW!

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