Don’t worry, guys.I pressed my fist over my heart.I’m going to make it right. I’ll save you no matter what it takes.
The music cut off with a wave of screeching feedback.
“Hey!”
“What’s going on?”
“Iris?” I’d know that voice anywhere. “What are you doing?”
“Relash, relash,” went through all the speakers, quieting people in the other rooms. Iris stumbled onto the deejay’s stage.
I watched her out of the corner of my eye. The other eye searched the crowd, trying to find out where Everleigh’s voice came from.
“Everyone, let’s give it up for the party of the year!”
“Yeah! Whooo!”
Iris yukked it up. “It’s about t-time we moved on from all that dark— scary shit and partied Royal-style.”
Another wave of hoots and cheers kicked off.
“But if this is a sleepover,” Iris continued, “we’ve got to do it right. A little Never Have I Ever... strip edition.”
The roars blew out my eardrums. It was ridiculous how pumped they were for this game. Every Royal party I went to, half the party was out of their clothes by midnight. It amazed me they still got excited over seeing each other naked.
“All right, bitches. Let’s start you off with— with— with—” She was skipping like a scratched record. “With an easy one. Never have I ever... had sex!”
Satin tops and silk boxers rained on a laughing Iris. They were all barely wearing anything to begin with. This would be a short game.
Iris stumbled off, down a pajama bottom. Someone else tripped up there to take her place as I approached the stage.
“Never have I ever... slept with a professor.”
A surprising number of clothes came off. If I was playing, I’d be down to my thong. Did administration know their staff was regularly partaking in the student honeypot?
A girl with pierced nipples made for the stage steps. I quickly sidestepped and got in front of her, running up past the deejay. He handed me a mic without question. Nobody was going to stop this game.
I cleared my throat, looking out over the crowd that was growing bigger as people came in from other rooms to see. I couldn’t spot Everleigh, but I knew she was there.
Watch this, bitch.
“Never have I ever... used the T.O.D. Club to take revenge on someone.”
The laughing and jeers hiccupped. A weird pause as people froze with their hands on their hems.
“Huh?”
“What’d she say?”
“What’s that?”
“Skip the fake confusion,” I said. “A good chunk of the people in this room should be butt-ass naked right now.”
“Who is that?” Everleigh’s sharp voice sliced through the mumbling. “Who are you!”
I ripped off the mask. Why not? I wasn’t here to hide from Everleigh.
“How did—? Security? Call security!”