The One Rule That Turned the Whole Party Against Her
I took a breath, grabbed the towel someone handed me, wiped my hands, and walked straight to the DJ table.
“Can I borrow the microphone for a second?”
The DJ hesitated, then handed it over.
The backyard went dead quiet. Kira watched me, smiling like she thought I was about to laugh it off and save her from looking bad.
I lifted the mic, still soaked, and smiled right back.
“Okay, everyone,” I said calmly. “Since tonight’s apparently full of surprises, I’m adding one simple rule to the party.”
I paused, let it sit for a beat.
“Whoever pushed me into the pool… jumps in next.”
For a second, nobody moved. Then every single head turned toward Kira.
Her smile froze.
