EXT. PENNMORE COLLEGE –- NIGHT

Emily and the ten Pi Omegas saunter across campus, chatting & laughing. They’ve become a tight-knit group, a sisterhood.

ANNA: So, what, this is just a formality?
EMILY: Yep! They’re gonna officially welcome us on campus.
The girls hoot and holler. Passersby sneer at the ‘geeks.’

INT. GYMNASIUM — 20 MINUTES LATER

Meeting of the Greek Council. 12 members sit around a stately table: 6 fraternity presidents and 6 sorority presidents (whom we’ve already seen at the dean’s office). There’s 100 students or so in attendance, including our girls. Dean Andrews sits in the back, trying to be incognito.

MADISON: We’d like to welcome all the new pledges. I got a feeling it’s gonna be a great year for all of us… well, not quite all of us. I do have a bit of bad news. We appreciate the, uh, ‘enthusiasm’- I guess is the right word- of Pi Omega, but you need eight votes and you only got six. (to the guys, accusing) All from horndogs who wanna sleep with middle-aged women. Eww. (to the Pi Omegas) Sorry, guys. Maybe next year, huh?

The crowd murmurs. Emily’s crushed. Anna’s incensed.

ANNA: How can they do that?

One of the presidents, the handsome frat boy (JAKE RYAN), pounds the gavel.

JAKE RYAN: Okay, next order of business: alcohol policy.

A few guys BOO. The dean takes mental notes of the offenders.

JAKE RYAN: I know, I know, believe me.

Emily senses the pain of her distraught sisters. She summons her courage and stands up. All eyeballs turn to her.

JAKE RYAN: We’ll take questions afterwards.

Despite her crippling anxiety, Emily stays on her feet. This is literally (and, well, metaphorically) her stance.

EMILY: I-I’m sorry, I don’t mean to… you said we don’t need another sorority and, uh, I just wanna say… I think we do.

Madison grumbles.

EMILY: No, listen. Look at you guys. You’re all gorgeous. You could all be on the cover of Vogue- that’s a magazine us ancient people read. And I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but… all the girls in your house look like you: skinny and beautiful and stylish. You got the world on a string. My daughter’s like that… but, uh, not everyone has that, ya know? There needs to be a place for those who aren’t perfect. The outcasts, the ones who don’t fit in… don’t we have a voice, too?

MADISON: (under her breath) Uh, no.
EMILY: ‘Cause let me tell you- and I know from experience- there’s a lot more of us out there than you. And look, if it’s me that’s the problem, I’ll leave right now. I will… I hear the jokes, the wisecracks. I may be old, but I’m not deaf- yet. I know I shouldn’t be here. I’m the biggest misfit of all. So if I’m holding things up, I’ll gladly step aside. Because these girls are wonderful. And if you gave them a chance, you’d know that, too.

Stunned silence. Robin claps, shattering the awkward hush. A few people in the crowd join her. Anna leaps to her feet.

ANNA: It’s all of us or nothing. You’re the reason I’m here. You’re the reason we’re all here.

The other Pi Omegas stand up in solidarity. A majority of the audience bursts into cheers, much to the dean’s chagrin.

ASHLEY: Wish my sorority was like that.
ROBIN: I call for a new vote.
MADISON: You can’t-
ASHLEY: I change mine to ‘yes.’
ROBIN: Me, too.
MADISON: I thought we were all in this together.
ROBIN: We are.

And stares down Madison.

JAKE RYAN: Okay, that makes it 8-4. (to the Pi Omegas) We’ll give you a trial period- one month. But you’re gonna need to be sanctioned by a national chapter.

The Pi Omegas CHEER wildly as Dean Andrews chafes.