Alpha doesn’t rule for everybody

My so-called brother came home from college the other day. 

Summer break, such a heart-breaking break.

He joined a fraternity this year.

Walked in, smelling like cigs and cheap wine.

Seemed off, until I realized he was hungover.

Hugged me roughly, said he was tired, retreated to his room.

When he left for college (ha! more like a 24/7 party), he was an Honor Roll member.

A scholarship recipient. 

A healthy young man, ready to conquer all. 

Where did he go?

I heard him talking on the phone the other day.

"Yeah man, I'm ready to bust out of here.

When I get back, let's go dig for chicks at that bar. I hear high school chicks are wild."

I'm a high schooler. 

I refuse, 

absolutely refuse,

to join a sorority. 

I will not become a high-five passed around at the fraternity house.