Page 6 of Released from the Sin Bin

She laughs when I catch her, and we head home to set up for our event.

Everything seems to be all set. The ladies from the Delta Nu house next door are all getting ready, and all our Beta Sigma Pi sisters are bustling around to prepare to start.

Except, I don’t have any guys.

“Luca, I reminded you last week to get a bunch of guys together.” I first asked him two weeks ago, reminded him last week, and texted him two days ago. And still, he forgot.

My best friend, Luca, scratches the back of his head with an innocent and apologetic smirk to show how bad he feels. It’s not nearly how horrible I feel if we have to cancel our event because of my mistrust in a friend.

“The event is in two hours!” I pace in front of him on my front lawn, freaking out over what we’re going to do.

Jocelyn and I have been vigorously planning the Beta charity event since last semester. The Delta Nu sorority girls have graciously volunteered to participate and offered up their house to start off the first of many events we planned. Fifteen girls are all preparing themselves to be set up on a blind date and we have no guys to set them up with.

“Relax, Willa.” Luca stops my pacing with his hands on my shoulders. “I got this. I’ll have fifteen guys, including myself, ready in thirty minutes.”

If I can trust anyone, it’s this big oaf.

“It’s twenty-five dollars,” I remind him as he bounces away to his Jeep. “The nice single guys only. No jerks and no freshman,” I yell out as he drives away.

“Did he forget?” Jocelyn comes out from our house with the blindfolds and the black bag of numbers.

Our blind date charity event to raise money for the women’s shelter in town is a literal blind date. Each participant will choose a number and be blindfolded and tied together by a strap at their wrists while we monitor to make sure everyone is having a good time. Jocelyn came up with the idea almost a year ago, and we’ve been planning it out since. But I totally dropped the ball in trusting Luca to get together the fifteen guys from the hockey team to take part.

“He promised he’d get them together in thirty minutes.” I roll my eyes.

Jocelyn steps off the porch and flips back her long, curly hair. “Let’s get the girls ready and if he’s not able to get the guys, we will lure them in some other way.”

The Deltas are all excited as they randomly choose their numbers from the bag.

“Thank you for doing this,” I thank their vice president, Kandi, as she reaches in.

“Drinking isn’t allowed?” she questions and holds up the scrap of paper she chose. “Thirteen.” She shows us her number. “Make sure they’re not a complete idiot.”

“We’ll make an exception.” I pull out the small bottle of vodka from my bag and pour her a shot in the nearest cup. Jocelyn, Kandi, and I all tap our cups together and chug the shot down.

“No drinking during the event, and we’ll be walking around to make sure no one is having any issues,” Jocelyn assures her.

Kandi is being a good sport in agreeing to this, and has shown no apprehension about it to the other girls. Although I've seen her go on several dates and bring home even more men than she’s dated, Kandi wasn’t thrilled about being blindfolded and not knowing who she’s being paired with.

“We have an excellent group of guys selected for you,” Jocelyn lies and pours us each another shot. “We really appreciate you being our test group.”

She elbows me to agree with her.

“Only the best guys,” I agree.

“It’s for charity,” Kandi mutters to hype herself up. “And no freshmen?”

“No freshmen.”

She knocks back her cup with a heavy sigh and motions for Jocelyn to pour her one more.

Leaving our other sisters in charge to get the Delta’s set up, Jocelyn and I race over to the hockey house. Running the two blocks instead of driving after the shots we did.

Jocelyn stops outside the house, fixing her hair and top.

“Wait,” she stops me from knocking, reaching into her shirt, and pulling her breasts up to fix her cleavage. “Just in case Luca needs help rounding them up.”

She nods when she’s ready. I knock once, and then let myself in when no one answers.

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