Kelvin, that was Ask’s name. V managed to push him out of her mind for a while, eventually. Her attention was now shifted to her aunt, Margaret. V and Margaret had had a tiny fall out but she wanted to stay off Maggy’s path. She sat in the bus long enough so that her aunt would leave the house for work. Margaret was a business woman. She had a stall in one of Nairobi’s biggest markets, a business that was worth the hustle. It entailed early mornings and late nights, but Margaret had managed to keep her three children and one niece in school with what she made. She had a rather basic, but comfortable life, yet she was ever whining about one thing or the other. The negative energy sometimes wore V down. She got along with Maggy though, except for that day. As she sat there, Kelvin sent her a text. It was as if he knew exactly what she was thinking of. They had a long chat. A deep conversation, one that left V worried. He wasn’t exactly the kind of guy that let people close or into his business. That was how the name had come about. Their conversation would always go something like, hey, I have a question. It’s rather personal am not sure I should go ahead. And his usual response would be ask, not that he would always answer it.
By 6.30, V was confident enough that Maggy had left the house. She was right. When she got there, she took some of her belonging; only the necessary ones. She did not want to look like she’d moved out but then again she had no intentions of coming back right away. She was going to stay away and mind her business till the bad blood was resolved. It worked.
She didn’t meet Kelvin that day much as she would have loved to. But she’d promised herself she would wait. Whatever for she had no idea, she only felt like waiting and that was what she did. She then called Angela to inform her that she was back in town but Angela was also not available. She went to bed in her new house and slept till late. When she woke up, she felt invincible, like she’d seen it all and yet there she still was, standing tall as ever. V looked around and yawned again. This was her final year in campus, and it seemed to her that it was going to be a long final year.
Sometimes she felt lost. But she was well aware that with her few friends, it would soon be over. And she had made up her mind to go to church. She wanted to make another friend.