Interaction

On reaching the bus park, I met two young people already seated. A boy and a girl that are about the same age. they looked like lovers with the wày they cling to each other. A young man was at the other eñd of the second row and I joined him there and greeted him. I kept looking at the two love birds and imagined myself and Kelvin that way, it irritated me and I looked away. the young man close to me who I greeted but he was making a call and merely nodded. he looked at me and smiled

"What is your name?" he asked

"Sally" I said and faced front. Other people have joined us and the bus is full now.

"Please pay your money" the bus driver shouted and people started paying. I paid too and leaned backwards on the seat.

"You have a beautiful name" the name continued

"Thanks" was all i could say ànd wished he could mind his business

I focused on the young lovers again and they seem to be whispering to each other and enjoying their conversation because they laughed very often. I wondered if that is what love is all about because everyone I see who is in love glows and radiates with joy and gladness.

"I'm Emmanuel" the man said interrupting my thoughts and I nodded

"what are you studying?" I looked at him squarely thinking that maybe he is crazy for asking me my discipline and I noticed he is wearing a red polo and black jeans with white slippers. Men and Fashion, I smiled. well, maybe not all of them because my dad knows his colour combination.

"I'm in my senior year, science class" I replied and he looked surprised

"oh, sorry, you look like a campus girl, you know" I nodded forgetting about my thoughts

"Thanks though for promoting me" I said and he smiled he had a lovely smile and a white teeth but his face had patches that shows signs of roughness. it could be that he has been involved in some kind of cultism that gave him wounds in thr face or maybe. he has involved in a car accident. when I looked at him, I wondered why his teeth are still intact but I didn't ask him.

"You are going to town" he asked

"Yes, i am, obviously" I mimicked one of my favorite actress

"What are your hobbies?" I kept quiet for a while thinking whether to tell him or to keep smiling

"I love writing" he continued when I didn't answer

"How many books have you written?"

"I have many manuscripts but I haven't published any"

"I'm still trying to find my voice"

"oh you are a writer?" he asked

"Yeah, sort of"

"What have you written about?"

"I'm writing about lifestyle and things around me"

"That's a good start" he said and immediately the bus pulled to the park and I looked up and saw the bank opposite the park.

"We are here, this is my number, call me when you need help in writing"

"Thanks a lot" I said and we stepped down from the bus and went our separate ways.