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Chapter 5

Two years ago.........

I was on my way home from work when my phone rang. I checked to see my best friend Zuri was the one calling. Of course it her, no one calls me as much as this girl does. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate it. I love it ,sometimes.

" What up"

" Hey Zee, what have you been up to? And what do you have planned for the weekend?" She asked. I knew I was walking into a well planned trap.

" Just laundry, why?"

" You should come to Nairobi ,it's been a while since we hang out"

" Am not sure .I have a lot to do"

" Before you look for some awful excuse, No! Your coming with me. Your always at home, your behaving like an old woman ,live a little" she scolds me.

" I'll think about it"

" Theirs literally nothing to think about, your coming end of story. I have let this go for far too long. I will expect you on Saturday afternoon."

" That's tomorrow .I need more time"

"Your not a landlord that you'd need notice. And before you say anything about having nothing to wear, I have that sorted"

"Fine"

I agreed too quickly. It has been far too long since I had any sort of fun. I am always working. I hate to admit this but I think she is right I need this.

" Yeeeeeiiih ,I have never convinced you to do anything. you wanted this before I even tried to convince you"

"Haha don't overthink it,see you tomorrow. Bye"

" Bye,"

I rushed home and decided to do laundry. I didn't want to leave dirty clothes or a dirty house. I knew I won't be able to do anything on Sunday because I'd probably be nursing a nasty hangover. I changed to my cleaning clothes and started the cleaning.

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It's Saturday and am done with my shift. I am currently heading to the bus station to get a matatu to town ( Nairobi). Once I found the one going to my destination I settled in my desired seat.

After a few minutes we started our 1 hour journey. I always found traveling to be refreshing. I don't have a lot of money so I don't travel often but when I do, I try to enjoy as much as possible . After 30mins my phone starts ringing and I picked up without confirming who was calling. Of course I knew who was calling. Zuri is the most impatient person in the world other than me ,maybe that's why we got along so well.

" How long before you get here?" Asks Zuri.

" About 30 minutes"

" Am so excited"

" I know, you keep calling me"

" Don't be rude, let me hang up. Am going to the market to buy some ingredients to make dinner. We can't go out on an empty stomach"

" You do that, I'll see you soon"

I hang up ,switch on mobile data and check my WhatsApp. I replied to some messages and then headed to Instagram. After wasting like 20 mins I switch of the data. I can see that we are almost at my destination.

I take my phone and hide it between my panties and jeans ,on the right hip. In Nairobi you have to be careful or you'll find yourself with nothing.

I alighted the matatu and began a 5min walk to her apartment. Once I arrived, I knocked on the door and hid behind the stairway. I just wanted to annoy her. She opens her door to check who was knocking but each time there was no one. I do it several times and each time she gets more irritated.

She decides to call me while standing at the door and my stupid phone starts ringing very loudly. I knew I was caught and there was no point in hiding anymore. So I just walked towards her.

" I knew it was you, childish much" she says.

" I just wanted to have some fun"

" Your really here ,come in" she says in disbelief as if I would lie about coming to visit her and then fail to show up. She knows I always keep my word, so am insulted. My word is my bond.

I hugged her, removed my shoes and entered her house. Her house was very clean considering she wanted me to leave my house in a mess. I took a seat at the couch while she started talking.

" So where are we going, because you're too excited"

"We are going out"

" Where?"

" I want you to meet my boyfriend" she says turning her back on me.

" Which one?"

" Just the one ,your making me sound like a slut"

" Your words not mine"

" Yea well when will you stop being judgy ? Oh well don't answer that because it's rhetorical"

" Sorry ,my bad."

" Anyway why don't you take a shower as I have already taken mine. We don't want to be late"

I could tell that I hurt her feelings ,so I hugged her and apologized for my running mouth. I went to her bedroom, undressed and took a quick shower . After I wore a night dress ,I walked to the kitchen to eat. After eating, we washed the dishes and started on makeup.

After the makeup was done ,it was time to choose an outfit. This is the most important part of going out. You have to choose something perfect. I don't want people staring because I look awful. I want them staring because I look like an African goddess.

" Which dress do you want to wear?" She asks.

" Am thinking of just wearing jeans"

" Noooo! are you kidding me. You are not wearing jeans. You can't be wearing jeans everyday and then you wear jeans to the club. Hell no"

" Okay ,so what do you suggest and I won't wear anything too short"

" I have a white off shoulder dress that I bought last month. Am sure it will look amazing on you"

She starts rummaging her closet looking for the dress. looking . When she found it she threw it at me. I tried on the dress and it looked amazing ,like it was made for me. It made my boobs look bigger considering they are small. It also complemented my big ass. I loved what I saw. After we both got dressed we looked in the mirror one last time to make sure everything is okay.

She ordered for an Uber and we were ready to go out partying.

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