“Shannahan asked me to assign you to a group.”
“Huh? We've never done that before. Did I do something wrong?”
“No, not at all. We have a deaf student arriving and your transcript shows you studied American Sign Language.”
I chuckled. “I did. Three years running.”
“Think you can actually put that skill to use?”
“Of course.”
“Great, then right this way.”
I turned to what would have been a super fun group and shrugged. “Sorry ladies. Looks like you'll have to settle for a sub-par tour guide.”
“You wish,” Remy said, stepping in to take over my group. “Hello ladies, I'm Remy.”
The asshole winked at me as I walked away.
Chicco led me to another group where I saw Oscar Westin.
Great. The tiger from a wolf pack who wants nothing to do with my fraternity or his father's legacy.
Trying not to feel too put off by it, I introduced myself.
“Hi guys. I'm Denny, and I'm apparently going to be your guide for the day. Who do we have here? Name, animal spirit, and where you're from.”
“Oscar, tiger, Westin Pack.”
One of the girls looked confused and I still didn't know which one I was supposed to be signing to. Feeling like an ass, I realized I should have started signing from the beginning. Too late now.
“Jett, wolf, also Westin Pack.”
“Autumn, opossum, also Westin Pack.”
The other girl in the group looked even more confused now, but she didn't speak up.
“Mark, wolf, Alaskan Pack.”
“Ah, Mark. Your Alpha gave us a heads-up to keep an eye out for you. I'm president of Delta Omega Gamma. Let me know if you'd like to chat about our fraternity later. You may not know it but Damon Rossi was a brother during his time here.”
“Yeah, I know. I plan to rush this year after talking to him about it.”
“Awesome. Welcome to the ARC.”
“Thanks.”
“Next?”
“Troy, wolf, Collier Pack.”
“Great, and you?”
“Oh, I'm Will, his brother. I'm not going here though.”
I shrugged. “Your loss. Next.”
The girl hesitated as her eyes started to dart around nervously like she was looking for someone or something.