New Believers Of God

CHAPTER TWO

Together, we all headed upstairs to the loft above the sanctuary, where some of the other leaders were playing music, with two on guitar, one on drums, and another on keyboard. Me and the guys danced along to it, each in our own way, as did everyone else.

Although it was a small room, it had a pretty neat setup. There were posters hung up on the walls, party lights flashing colors nonstop, and a small, hand-painted sign below the stage.

"Change Your World." it read.

The appearance was very simple, plain black letters with an orange frame and white background. However, the quote itself really caught my attention. Sure, it was short, only three words to be exact, but at the same time, it sounded very powerful.

Eventually, we were told to quiet down and Hunter had us sit way in the back. Once everyone was settled, a large man with shoulder length hair walked to the front.

"Good evening." he said, "My name is Kenneth Easton. I'm the head minister."

Kenneth looked only a few years older than Hunter. Around twenty-five if I had to take a guess. Therefore, I assumed he hadn't held this position long.

"If its you're first time here, welcome." he added "Where's my eighth graders?"

The eighth-grade boys and girls all raised their hands and cheered.

"Where's my seventh graders?"

The seventh-grade boys and girls gave an identical reaction.

"Where's my sixth graders?"

Me, the guys, and the girls from our grade did the same thing as well.

"Alright." he resumed "Let's get started."

Another leader made his way to where Kenneth was standing, with a bin full of water in his hands, and after getting there he set it down in front of him.

Kenneth then pulled some dollar bills out of his pocket, mostly ones and fives. However, I also spotted a ten right in the very middle.

"The game is simple." he told us "Stick your head in the water and grab whatever money you can. No hands allowed. Only teeth."

From there, he dropped the bills into the bin and pushed them down to the bottom.

"Any volunteers?"

I didn't want to go. I had a feeling that water was freezing cold. None of the others seemed interested either. Free money did sound temping, but not at that cost.

Before long though, an eighth-grade boy accepted the challenge and knelt in front of the bin.

"Whenever you're ready." Kenneth told him.

With that said, he dunked his head into the water. But as soon as that happened, the money went flying, like a school of fish. Seconds later he came back up, gasping for air, then went back in. This time, one of the bills came close to him, though he still couldn't make a grab and came up yet again. Finally, he went in one last time and pushed another bill down with his face. After that, he lifted his head and successfully picked it up with his teeth. However, right when he started to come back out, he lost his grip and dropped it.

"Oh!" Kenneth shouted, "So close!"

Everybody gave him a round of applause as he went to dry off.

"Anyone else want to try?"

I didn't think it was going to happen. But then, out of nowhere, Victor stood up and walked to the bin, then knelt in front of it.