DAY 3: INTRIGUE, Chapter 1: Post #003

27 Aug

CHAPTER 1—STEVIE

SEPTEMBER 1990

The sun warmed the air in Southern California. Mostly late 80’s and some 1990 models of Mercedes, BMW’s and other fashionable cars were parked on the university streets at the University of Southern California (USC). Wealth surrounded me in this little Mecca.

People affectionately called USC, the University of Spoiled Children. However, I wasn’t one of them. As a poor student, I tried to look like I belonged there. I was dressed in one of my favorite USC tee shirts, matching shorts and sneakers—probably Nike Air that I purchased with my student credit card.

I wore my pale blond hair in an early 90’s (a la Demi Moore; the hairstyle she wore in the movie Ghost); complete with a bowl cut and a point reaching down my nape of my neck. I looked like a boy with breasts. I sported long acrylic nails and wore bright pink lipstick.

I wasn’t Greek. That privilege belonged to the wealthy kids who could afford to be beautiful. The “true” Greeks were the slender, perky breasted sorority girls and the muscled (but possessing proud beer bellies) fraternity boys. Almost all of Greeks on campus had fake-bake tans from the local tanning salon. Scholarly, gray haired professors made their presence known on campus. They were gods in their own right. The foreign population exploded at USC. They came from every corner of the world.  USC wasn’t a melting pot; it was more like oil and water just shaken in a bottle.

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