Melody
The whole swimming pool is already buzzing with the sound of the various students who have arrived for the party. Despite the fact that I"m standing in a room decorated with blow-up palm trees with tinsel dripping from the leaves, and dozens of inflatable baubles, I almost can"t believe that we"re actually having a Christmas Pool Party.
"I"m not sure I"ve ever witnessed something so Christmas-like, and so un-seasonal at the same time," Fiona says from her spot next to me, echoing my thoughts on the matter.
I let out an amused laugh. "You"re not wrong. It"s an acquired taste."
"That"s Georgie for you."
A snort escapes without me meaning it to. "She"s just determined to make sure everyone has fun."
"Us included," Fiona responds.
I shrug. "She means well. And the party turned ou
