Judgemental (2)

After Sharon left Kathleen to go get the ticket for her movie, Kathleen looked around subconsciously to see if she would find a trace of Pete and his daughter.

She realized she hadn't asked them what they were doing at the mall. Not that it was any of her business anyway, Kathleen reminded herself as she took a sip from her bottle of malt while waiting for Sharon to return.

"Hello, pretty lady!" Someone greeted from her side, and she turned to look at the young man. He had what was supposed to be a sexy grin on his face, but it only seemed to irritate her.

A first glance at him already told her he wasn't her type. He had a tattoo on the entire length of one arm and an earring in one ear.

"My name is..."

"Do you want something?" She asked, cutting him off impatiently before he could finish introducing himself.

She needed to make sure he understood that she wasn't ready for any unnecessary introductions.

"Are you alone? Can I sit with you?" The young man asked with a wide smile.

"I'm not alone. And NO. You can't sit with me. I don't need the extra company. Thank you," Kathleen said dismissively. As if to drive her point home, she took out her phone from her handbag and started scrolling through it.

The purpose was simple: She needed to make it clear to him that his attention was not being welcomed since he had not received the first message.

"Okay. Sorry for being a bother," The young man said before walking away, feeling very embarrassed by her cold reception.

Kathleen sighed and dropped her phone on the table immediately the man left.

She knew she was a very intelligent and undoubtedly beautiful young lady.

As a matter of fact, most people often mistook her to be a half-caste because of her complexion and her perfect body stature.

She had even been scouted by some modeling agencies to work for them in the past, but she had outrightly rejected them, saying she wasn't cut out for such a celebrity lifestyle.

Or maybe she had rejected their offers because of the rumors she had heard about models being forced to be sexually involved with men for endorsements and stuff.

So, if she was that beautiful, what was wrong with her? Why was she always so uptight around men? Or was it people in general? She just found it difficult to allow people to come too close to her. That was probably the reason her only friend in Lagos was Sharon.

"What are you thinking about so seriously?" Sharon asked when she returned and saw the frown on Kathleen's face.

"Did you hear that Gloria is getting married soon?" Kathleen asked Sharon with a frown.

"Yes. She chatted with me on Facebook to find out if I was interested in buying her asoebi. What has that got to do with the frown on your face?" Sharon asked as she cupped her face in both hands, elbow on the table while looking at Kathleen.

"Everybody is getting married. Almost all our secondary school classmates are married. It's not like I'm worried... I just feel somehow about it. Every day, I go on social media, and I see either a newlywed post, an engagement post, or a couple of goals. Doesn't it bother you?" Kathleen asked, looking at Sharon curiously.

"Why should it? By the way, didn't I spy a guy standing beside you a while ago? What did he want? Let me guess, you chased him away before he could even tell you what he wanted, didn't you?" Sharon asked, giving her a knowing look.

"I don't think he is a Christian. He has a tattoo and was even wearing an earring," Kathleen informed Sharon.

"Really? This your judgemental attitude is becoming too much. This was the same thing you did when you were living in my house. I know how many men were seriously interested in you, yet you found something wrong with every one of them. Did you even give any of them a listening ear?" Sharon continued.

"But they're not Christians. I can't date or marry anyone who doesn't know God o," Kathleen protested.

"Assistant Jesus, Well done," Sharon said sarcastically, "Tell me something. Do you think those people you're seeing on your Facebook timeline met their partners inside the Bible? You think you will find a man with this your square lifestyle? You're always going from the house to the office, church, or market. No socializing, no nothing! Why am I even wasting my breath? When you're ready to get into a relationship, you will. You're just not serious yet!" Sharon hissed at her.

"Why are you getting mad at me? I was only telling you how I felt, I didn't ask you to give me a husband. You're talking as if you're even married. You that goes everywhere, how come you're not married, and you're following another woman's husband?" Kathleen retorted, making Sharon hiss at her.

"At least I have a man, even if he is someone's husband. Can you boast of any?" Sharon asked, sticking her tongue out.