The Elites is a story about the inside lives of rich, spoilt elite kids, depicting the struggles they have to go through to prove themselves to the world, and to themselves as they seek to find acceptance, power, inheritance, Trust , Truth and love...
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Kora
I approached the tall blue building with long white rooftops, my eyes glued to the large black gate as I got closer, noticing the older woman in a long black skirt and almost faded purple top walking to the gate with a big bag. I knew her. I knew exactly who she was.
"Aunty!" I called her as loud as I could, hurrying to meet her. "Aunty Patience!"
I watched her turn slowly at the sound of my voice like she recognized it. Of course she did. She had to. My voice wasn't exactly the one to forget, especially since she was so used to hearing it for years. She glued her eyes to me, forcing a smile on her face. She smiled just like him, just like Luke. I looked up to make sure I hadn't disturbed the owners of the house. It would have been a shame to get Luke and his mother into a lot of trouble with their employers because I couldn't control my emotions.
I hurried to her and offered to take the bag from her.
"Let me help you with this." I volunteered.
"No it's okay Nwam," she pulled the bag back from me. "I fit Carry am."
My pidgin English was a bit rusty since I had left the hood years ago but I could understand what it was she was trying to say. I could understand anyone that came to my face speaking pidgin since it was a language every one could relate with. If I was going to be together with Luke one day, I figured I had to at least try to communicate fine with his Mother.
The smile she had on her face was so genuine. She always expressed how much she loved being around me, even as her english was really horrible.
"I insist Aunty." I tried to take the bag again from her.
"Leave am." She told me, pulling the bag back. "No worry yourself. I fit carry am. E no heavy at all."
She was being too stubborn now. I just had to give up. If she said she had it, then I believed her. I tried to look into the house, trying to find traces of him inside the big compound I could barely see. There was nothing. Nothing at all.
"You de find Luke abi?"
I returned my gaze to her. She noticed. I nodded.
"Yes Aunty." I bit my lower lip hard. "I heard he was home on a short break and I wanted to see him." I smiled at her. "Is he home?"
I watched the smile on her face fade for a bit. She turned like she wanted to head back in. Why was she leaving? I gently grabbed her arm to pull her back.
"Aunty Patience?"
She slowly turned back to me. She shook her head.
"Luke no de. Him talk say he no de come house for holiday."
"What? He's not coming home?"
That wasn't right. Luke wouldn't miss a chance to be back and take care of his mother twice in a row. The Luke I knew, his mother was everything to him. He always worried about her, even when our school was a few blocks from his house. There was no way he'd miss another chance to be with her. Something was wrong, something about the look in her eyes. She kept trying to avoid eye contact with me like she was scared I'd find out. Like she was scared I'd find out she was lying to me, she was definitely hiding something.
