The Stranger


”Damn it! ” I checked my phone, only to see that it was almost 2 pm.

”This is all Madam Greens fault, I was free yesterday, but she just had to wait until today? ” I muttered under my breath, making my way through the dirt road to the bus stop.

I was a panting mess, and the sun didn help at all since I was wearing a black outfit. Of all the days, it just had to be scorching today. I adjusted my bag, thinking of how bad luck my day was.

I would have settled for Bodaboda but decided to save that fifty shillings. As little as it might be, I still needed it, but now I was rethinking my decision.

I couldn afford to miss the bus knowing how deserted this place was, and if I missed one, then It wasn going to be easy to get another bus till evening, which was definitely not an option.

Finally, I could see the bus station just a couple of meters away, and then I saw the bus approaching

”Hey! ” I yelled at the top of my voice, waving my hands in the air so that the driver would see me.

”Stop! Wait for me! Am over here! Hey! Please… ” I yelled, but to my disappointment, it didn stop.

I helplessly held onto my knees breathing heavily, starting to think of a way to get back home. I looked over at the bus that passed me and, surprise! Surprise! It actually stopped a couple of meters away. The taut was standing outside waving at me.

Thank God!

I quickly made my way towards it, my feet almost giving up once I boarded.

”Tha. . .tha. . .thanks. ” I stuttered my thanks and fell on the next available seat I could find. I was panting more like a dog, only my tongue was not outside my mouth but too sweaty for my liking.


Smelling my armpit, I sneezed.

Wow, girl! Don you smell bad?

I am never, ever wearing black anytime soon.

I tried to fan myself with my handkerchief, not that it helped in any way. I was starting to feel hot flashes on my face and neck. It was like I was cooking from the inside, making me shift uncomfortably on my seat.

Releasing a deep sigh, I reached out for my bag, rumbling inside while trying to look for my water bottle, and just my luck which was getting worse by seconds, could not find it.

I was frustrated with how everything was going against me, releasing a dishearten sigh while resting my head on the headrest with a bang.

I instantly regretted it because it was not as spongy as I thought. My eyes closed, feeling the vibration of the aftermath of my actions, and I had to hold myself from making faces.

Slightly inclining my head on my left side, an idea popped.

”Sir! ” I called the man next to me but made no move as if he didn hear a thing.

”Excuse me, Mr, ” I tried one more time but still got no reaction from him. I squinted my eyes as I looked at the rude man who ignored my presence like I did not even exist.

Is he deaf? I wondered, staring at him. He was facing the other side of the window, so I could not see his face, only a side profile, and I had to admit that he was one, a hell of an attractive man.

How did I not notice him before? This man was simply hot, yes I said hot, and the difference is that he wasn sweating. Clad in all white, quite the opposite of me, made him look like some sort of prince charming. He was tan skinned, and his hair was ruffled messily but still able to pull the look.

I noticed the black earplugs in his ear, immediately understanding why he didn respond when I called him earlier. I almost changed my mind about calling him, afraid that I might not be able to handle his looks and everything, but the continuous hot flashes in my skin won over my reasoning.

Raising my hand, I tapped his shoulder lightly to get his attention. My heart stopped for a moment, as he turned to my side. Describing the guy by his side profile was nothing compared to him facing me.

His eyes were the first thing I noticed. They were the softest brown infused with green as if he held the new spring growth inside. They were the forest floor and gentle flowers, somewhere to rest and breathe.

I decided then that hazel was my favourite eye colour.

”Ahem. ” someone cleared their throat. I snapped back from my daydream, realizing that I was staring. I blinked my eyes once, then twice before I got my bearing back. I was embarrassed for losing myself in those damn beautiful eyes for a moment.

”Mmmh. . . Can we please exchange seats? ” I asked, and he gave me a look as if I had horns growing on my head. It was rude of him, but either way, he was still the most gorgeous man I had ever seen.

He kept staring at me, his eyebrows slightly raised, and thats when it hit me that he was waiting for an explanation.

”I am sweaty, very sweaty in fact, and I could really use some fresh air that only that window can offer, and believe me when I say that my sweat… ”

Before I could finish what I was about to say, he raised his hand, my rambling coming to a halt.

Thank goodness! I was about to say something stupid. I don know why I talk too much when I am nervous,

Wait, why am I nervous again?

Yeah, right, it was his big attractive eyes.

Why is he so gorgeous? and his eyes, Oh my, what is happening to me?

Whats up with him? Why is he waving his hands in front of my face?

Oh, I was staring again. I thought, slapping myself mentally.

What is he doing to me?

I was about to get up from my seat so we could do the exchange, he moved to my side, and I almost fell off the car seat.

This man is so rude. I concluded.

I sighed and decided to let it pass for now since it was a favour that I wanted from him. After I settled at his previous spot, I opened the window, removed my sweater, remaining with a black sleeveless top, and I was immediately assaulted by the cool breeze caressing my skin, giving relief that I longed for.

I closed my eyes for a few minutes, and I almost dozed off. I was comfortable.

Reaching out to my bag, I grabbed my roll-on, my lip balm put it on my lips. I wiggled my hair, spraying it, as I did not get the chance to do it before leaving.

My actions came to a stop when I heard someone sneeze.

Good Lord!

I tried fanning the smell out of the window with my hands. I was so engrossed in fixing myself to at least look presentable, forgetting that I was on the bus.

”Arggh! ” he groaned when I accidentally hit his face.

”Oh my! I am sorry, oh why am I so clumsy today, ” I didn know wha

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