There’s one thing that could entirely go wrong with this initiation. What is it? I could probably die. I have a five percent chance of even passing the stupid initiation. I should just back down and get over with it, right? But no, because I already put my brain in doing it, there’s no backing down. Plus I don’t want the initiators to think I’m a total wuss just because I am a girl. It is not fair and very discriminative. My gender doesn’t affect anything in my performance, it is not my fault that I didn’t grew up the way they did!
“Are you ready?” Luke asks on my side.
My internal monologue is put into a halt and the reality of my situation slowly sinks to me. “Please remind me why am I doing all of this things?” I tell Luke before jumping on the very murky water of the lake. If someone
