LOGINThe blast of music was her welcome to another life. A life she wanted to keep a secret, one that she was not proud of but had to live; dancing at night, being a waitress, a stripper as the spirit led Angelo. She knew how complicated it could be. Although he never forced her to do beyond that, not that she had not. When David had an accident and her parents cared less, she was stuck with selling her body to a potbellied man who gave her enough money in return. There was no way anybody would judge her. She was not the perfect definition of an ideal sister, she messed up, sold her body yet she did not want her siblings to go through what she was going through.
The only thing that prevented her from pulling out from her almighty fancy school to a government one was sheer pride; people would know she was not on the good path of wealth, to prevent the world from knowing that she had cowards for parents and to prevent her parents from knowing that they affected her. She heaved, bumping her hips from side to side as a random stranger grabbed her butt cheek. It was a club where she worked and had done many things so she would let it slide because she did not come far to get fired for causing a scene but to all things living, if the brainless thing tried it out of the doors of Angelo's club, she would show him how a man could be nothing without what was between is thighs.
'What are you doing here? You have today off.' Angelo shouted to be heard above the loud music.
'I never thought that working for you could be much.'
'Fine, since you're here you can be useful. I need you to serve a drink to table five.' He handed her their orders.
Deborah hissed, she brought it upon herself but an extra cash would not be too much.
'Table five.' She mumbled, searching for it when her eyes landed on some rich looking men and the politician she stood up some weeks before.
What did he take her for? Because she danced in a nightclub and sometimes stripped, sold her body once, which she would not actually call selling because she gave him what he wanted and he gave her what she wanted, did not mean that she was at disposal for old cargos. She ducked as he turned and dumped her tray in Jude's hands.
'Sorry,' She sweetly smiled, aware of her effect on men.
'I don't feel well, can you take this to table five?'
His eyes narrowed in suspicion and worry, nodded and walked towards them.
'Pheww! That was close.' She sighed, her eyes widened as she almost collided with the great Stephen O Stephens. She quickly lowered her head, obviously he was the bad boy amongst the three. She did not know why he gave off the vibes but it was natural for him to be in a place like the nightclub.
But not a place like this.
She worked in Angelo's club for two years and never saw him for once so it was not natural, it was strange and her guts told her that if he was in the club then his friends would be--- she turned and collided with Miracle, who grabbed her by the waist to steady her.
Blast!
Blast!
Blast!
Her heavy makeup, the dim lights in the club and the fact she was wearing a wig would make it difficult to recognize her but if he looked closer he would. Moreover, It was Nigeria after all and not a foreign movie where someone wearing a wig would be perfectly disguised.
Person wey know you, already know you.
She bit her lips and avoided eye contact.
'Sorry.'
'Sure sweetheart.' He let her go and she solidly crashed into Kingsley.
What!
Her eyes fell off its socket as she cursed herself in different tongues.
Oya my village people, you can kuku kill me.
'What's this?' He scoffed, not bothering to steady her. Her butt blessed the ground but the fool was already fuming. She winced and stood up before it turned out to a full scene.
'Jerk.' She mumbled, turned to walk off when his words brought her to a halt.
'I know that voice any day, anytime. Deborah Matthews.'
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Glossary. Person wey know you, already know you - The person that knows you, already knows you "no matter what." (Pidgin/Broken English)Oya my village people you can kuku kill me - My village people, you can kill me already.
Helen and Stephen stopped, seeing Deborah and Kingsley on the dance floor, in each others embrace. It was the most beautiful of sight, Helen could swear that it was the first time she had seen him at peace. 'Do you want to dance?' Stephen relunctantly asked. 'No. Not really.''I was hoping you'd say that.' He exhaled to her amusement. 'Why?''Because I can barely move my feet and I'd rather be doing other things.''Like?''What we were doing.''Stargazing?''That's pretty concized.''Then elaborate Mister.' Helen bumped her shoulder to his as they walked back to the quiet garden behind the swimming pool. 'I'd rather be watching you, watch the stars.''Uhhhmm.' She scratched her jawline. 'Won't that be boring?' She took a seat and he did.
Miracle's chauffeur stopped before the venue, went round and opened the door for them. Christina stepped out in her short blue lace gown as she took in the sight before her, so did Deborah and Helen. They wore the same cloth only that Deborah's was black and Helen's was red, coming off as the power three. Their dresses complimented their legs, tight enough to show some curves and vee necked to attract an eye or two. Helen study the environment in one quick glance. The hotel stood tall and elegant in the midst of other surrounding buildings. It was not shocking that her school mates could afford one of the most expensive hotels in Enugu. What was she thinking when they had three of the richest teens in the country as mates?'You look beautiful.' Miracle commented and took Christina in.Helen grinned at the awestruck gaze of Kingsley on Deborah. He was immobile and tongue tied. He scratched the back of his neck in d
'Come watch us play.' Miracle stated, toying with her curls.'Then you can have my Jersey so the whole school would know that you're my fan.''Or your girl?''Either ways,' He smirked.'But I dunno if I'm your girl so I might just decline.''Of course you are.'Lies. Christina rolled her eyes and smiled.'That's not for you to decide.''Then who?''Me,' She shrugged and took the Jersey.'Just the Jersey.'She strode away as Helen and Deborah passed, Kingsley walked up to them, choosing to talk to Helen instead.'Hey, come watch us play today.''Coward,' Stephen mumbled under his breath before Deborah hissed and walked to him.'Hey Stephen, can I talk to you?'He shrugged and left his friends. At
'Guess who got zero in biology test?' Hilda announced, carrying their test exercise books. She handed it to the prefect. 'Biology teacher said I should give it to you.' She shrugged and picked two as the students rushed for theirs. 'So as I was saying, our able Helen Eze got zero.' She scoffed and laughed, the class was silent before giggles erupted. Helen balled her fist and snatched her book. 'Thank you idiot!''Idiocy is failing twice. You don't know anything.''At least, I can solve mathematics with my eyes closed and still beat you. Everyone's good in their own way. Enjoy the limelight for now, that's if you got an A.''Oh spare me, who'd pick A plus and F over an A and B or two B plus? Sugar, you have to balance it but you can't since you're a loser and a fool.' Hilda snickered. 'A wise man once said,' Stephen began and the class went sil
Her eyes wandered to the building. The lights were turned off just as she left it. Thank God. Miracle rounded the hood and opened the door for her. She swung her bag on her shoulder and lingered. 'Thank you.''I should thank you. It was a pleasure having you around.'She strode to her gate, glanced back at him while he waited for her to go in, she rushed back, enveloped his lips in an intend quick kiss. She noticed the shock, a smile formed on her lips triumph. When she wanted to pull away, his hand cupped the back of her neck, fixing her at a point as he devour her lips; a taste he could not get enough of. They broke off in mutual need to breathe.'Good night.' She stepped back and walked in, leaving him perplexed at what he got himself into. It was all strange to him, he was always the one to take the lead and leave the other perplexed. However, he was
Helen stood above the open roof as Miracle's car stopped beside theirs. 'I'd say it time and again, you strike a good pose.' Miracle grinned, pulling out his cellphone to record the moment. 'But I have me a girl here who'd strike better.' He winked at Christina who did the same thing with her friends. 'Kingsley would show you guys how winners do.' She puffed out her tongue. 'Yah, tell them baby girl.' He chuckled. 'No, I have me a winner here and we don't speak losers dictionary.' Deborah smirked. 'I look forward to seeing the disappointment in your faces.' Christina countered. 'Win this race and get a kiss from me.'That had a loud roar from them. 'I hope to.' Miracle replied with more light in his eyes. 'That's not playing fair.' Helen mumbled. 'Oh I'll show you mine now.' D