With You, For You

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I hooted a bit before clapping as I watched them. Their movements demonstrated the music a bit. I couldn't help but admire his flexibility as Eben pushed himself close to the ground while balancing on his feet. It was like he was hanging by a rope. I screamed in disbelief. I wasn't the only one. Then his partners made the action of pulling a rope and Eben lifted himself with each pull. There was no rope. No one was holding him. The song ended immediately and the hall darkened again.

There was applause again but another song started playing.

Set awon
One henessy twenty men geng

The stage lit up and Eben's group had disappeared. They had been replaced by my brother's. I was surprised. Double performance? Nice.

"So, how did I do?" I heard a whisper by my ear. I hugged Eben.

"You were amazing! Very amazing. " He chuckled.

"Thanks."

"So how did you balance your body on your feet?" He smiled but didn't answer my question. I looked at the stage where Buchi was just throwing dance moves to impress the crowd. Rhema was with him. Unlike the gentle flow of the earlier performance, this was vigorous. Everyone was moving to the rhythm of the music. Eben sat on a seat beside me after chasing the person who was there. I frowned.

"I paid for it. Promised him something." I nodded. Better.

"So, are you going to camp this summer?" I asked. Almost every summer since I had known Eben, he always went to this training camp. When he came back, he seemed to become stronger and more tanned. His biceps also became more prominent. Every time. We rarely spent summers together. Talking of biceps...

I looked at Eben's sleeve. It wasn't loose so his biceps was stuck against the material. I poked them. Once, twice, thrice...it was fun. His muscles were hard. "Stop it." He held my fingers. "I'm not going for camp this year. Staying in Nigeria."

"Great." I could spend time with him before I left. I sighed. I still felt guilty that I didn't tell him in time. My attention returned when Buchi walked off the stage with his geng amidst the applause. The confessions were to be continued. I looked for the person I gave my phone to help me record the event and collected it. I walked back to my seat.

"What are they doing here?" Eben asked and my eyes went to where his were. Up the stage walked three familiar faces. Aloysius and Nengi, both lead by Abundance. They walked majestically not minding the gazes. My blood ran cold.

"Abundance!!" Someone screamed. The girl sitting by my left. I recognised her as an exchange student from our rival school, Sofony High School. The schools exchanged five students each year. Those five didn't have to worry about fees or anything. The school settled them. Any student could be exchanged except prefects and scholarship students.

"Sin City!" Another said. S.H.S was also known as Sin City High School. The school was as immoral as fuck. There was nothing that didn't go on there. It wasn't even for the ears to hear.

"Haha, very funny." Abundance said dryly. "Pearl International and their rudeness. That's how you welcome a guest?" Ebenezer stood and I saw Davis stand too. They looked like soldiers ready to defend their country. The Head Girl stood too and I also had to stand. Following that, all the prefects stood. "Are you going for war? Davis, do you want to beat me?" Abundance asked sarcastically. He threw his head back and laughed. His eyes then went to the teachers. "Old man Dayo, you don't look happy to see me here do you?" No form of respect at all. Old man Dayo? Seriously?

"Abundance, who allowed you in here?"

"The principal of course. I asked for an audience today." He smirked and looked at the audience. At me. His smirk disappeared and he sighed. "I can feel that I'm not welcome here, but I have to be here. If I do not achieve my purpose, I wouldn't be able to live with myself.