“Last one in pays the price.” Liv shot a playful look at Sterling. “That would be you. Or . . .” She stretched the word. “Would it be her?”
All of them were in the water now. Sterling and the local girl had come down together.
I can’t be the one who says it, Charlotte thought.
For once, she was glad that Julia seemed able to sense exactly what she was thinking. “My brother hit the water a second before she did.” She glanced at the new girl. “That makes you last, sweetie.” Julia flipped onto her back to float. “You were the first off the ledge, Liv. What are the rules—and what’s the price?”
“The rest of us head back up,” Liv decided, pushing off J.D. and swimming for the shore. “And, new girl, let’s see you tread water.”