Lena shrugged. “Because you looked nervous at the pancake breakfast last week. You’re not a soldier. You’re a student who just wanted friends. I respect that.” She paused. “Also, I hate a boring victory.”
She did the only thing she could. She tied the flag around her waist like a cape, climbed onto the sill, and jumped into the hedge maze below. Sorority Wars
“Flag captured by Psi Delta rookie,” one announced. “Game over.” Lena shrugged
Chloe looked out the tiny attic window. The ground was a three-story drop. Below, the war raged on—sisters screaming, slime flying, dignity evaporating. climbed onto the sill