It was one of those sunny afternoons when cabs were scarce. I didn't fancy the 2 minutes and counting wait at the junction but I had to get to school. Good thing was that I wasn't alone ; we were about 15 waiting and then this red bus came into view. It was a familiar one with the university's name inscribed on it and the driver was ready to give as many of us as he could a jolly ride to school. I was reluctant at first but when I thought about the sun, I hopped in. As the bus started moving, I began to feel uncomfortable not only because of the passers-by looking in but also because I was sitting by the window. During the journey that seemed very long, I remembered the two ladies I had offered my seat to because I knew they had an exam that afternoon and I didn't and how they had refused and then the look in their eyes. Or maybe I imagined that? When we finally got to school, I started praying that the driver would stop at a location far away from people's view....