"Wow!" marveled Ken. He might not know much about Jane but he could swear that she was more like him when it came to accomplishing tasks."That's exactly what I do all the time. If I don't complete the tasks I set for myself, I won't have peace." Jane replied and shook her head."That's more like me," commented Ken.She smiled and folded her arms across her chest. "Shouldn't you be in your room by now?"Ken stared at the watch on his left wrist. "Are you asking me to leave?""I don't own the fucking place," Jane replied. "You can stay here for as long as you wish," she added with a warm smile.Ken positioned both his hands on the table and cleared his throat loudly in his bid to prove to her that he wasn't ready to leave anytime soon."So what do you do for fun? I mean, your hobbies," he asked.Jane gave her forehead a delicate scrape. "I read.""That's cool. What genre of books do you read?" "Classics, history, philosophy, and more," she replied.Ken was pleased. "I must say you qui
The first semester examinations which lasted for about two weeks came to an end for the year one student of Harvard. Some of the students had begun packing up to leave the campus. Ken returned to his room with a broad smile plastered on his face. He had just completed his examination for the semester. It had been a hectic period for him but he was confident that the results would be great. When he got to the room, he met Mark stuffing some clothes into his luggage bag. "You are leaving already?" "Tomorrow," Mark replied and continued pulling out the clothes from his wardrobe.Ken pulled out his mobile phone from one of his table cabinets. He settled by the edge of his bed and began staring at the phone without blinking.On his way out of the hall that afternoon, he bumped into Jane. They exchanged a few pleasantries and she promised to give him a call or send him a text.What's taking her so long? he wondered after heaving a deep sigh while looking at his phone screen. When he lif
Jane was walking to her hostel when she heard footsteps clicking behind her. She stopped and turned around to see the people hurrying after her.A group of girls marched up to her with hard faces. Before she could blink, they formed a circle around her. The surprised Jane roved her eyes around them wondering who they were.None of the girls looked familiar. Why are they forming a circle around her and why are they harboring hard faces? she wondered. They looked as if they were going to pounce on her.Before she could speak, one of the girls rushed toward her. She was carrying a pail behind her and in a flash, she poured the water on Jane, wetting her from head to toe.When Jane opened her eyes, they were all gone. She hugged herself as her teeth began to clatter. A bucket of cold water had just been splashed on her.She moved to a corner and squeezed her top. She brushed off her jeans and massage the water out of her hair. She was freezing to death.While wondering who the girls were
Ken couldn't stop stamping his left leg as the feeling of anxiety was taking over him. He had been sitting at the reception for almost twenty minutes and was yet to get a response from the young secretary who walked into her boss's office. She promised to get back to him but didn't come out.Ken had drafted an application letter and sent it to the grocery store the previous day after he stumbled on the vacant post placed at the entrance. He had applied for the post of sales personnel and was asked to return the next day by 10 am sharp for an interview.Immediately the secretary walked out of her boss's office, Ken rose to his feet. She had told him when he walked in twenty minutes ago that her boss, the owner of the grocery store was going to interview him that morning.She walked up to Ken with a faint smile and his heart skipped a beat after she shook her head sadly. "I'm sorry boy. You don't fit in."Ken raised a brow and darted his gaze from her ponytail down to her glossy red hee
Ken adjusted the tie he hung around his neck. He loosened its grip on him. After he left RAZBERRY BEVERAGE COMPANY the previous day, he received an email a few hours later.According to the email, he was to report to work on weekdays from 9 am and leave at 2 pm. However, it was stated that he might be forced to spend a little longer on some occasions. He will be paid 3000 dollars a month and will be free on weekends.Ken is still stunned by the fact that he got the job. He recollected Mr. Carter stating that he had been expecting him at the interview and Ken couldn't be more surprised. He wanted to ask Mr. Carter why he made such a statement but was overwhelmed by the offer so he dashed out of the office smiling from ear to ear.After getting dressed, he left his apartment at 8:30 am and began walking down the junction where he'll get a cab to the company. As he took rushed steps down the path, the image of Jane fluttered in his mind. He smiled and wondered whether he should give her
Ken stared at the departing interns in astonishment before making his way to Mr. Charle's office."Come in." Mr. Charles responded from the inside after he landed a knock on the door.He walked into the office and the first thing he noticed was Mr. Charle's glittering bald head."Good morning sir!""Morning Ken."Mr. Charles was stuffing a file inside his briefcase. "The CEO called all the departmental cashiers for a meeting this morning so you can hang around before I return.""Okay," Ken said and sat on the twin couch.Mr. Charles grabbed his briefcase.Ever since Ken started working with Mr. Charles, he had noticed that the man's table was always disorganized. The cleaners turn up every day to clean the place and set the table but the moment Mr. Charles arrives, he turns the table into a mess.Ken stood up and strode to the table. He noticed that files were mixed up, the receipts were also mixed up and processed payments were mixed with pending sales.He decided to work on the docu
Ken stared at the departing interns in astonishment before making his way to Mr. Charle's office."Come in." Mr. Charles responded from the inside after he landed a knock on the door.He walked into the office and the first thing he noticed was Mr. Charle's glittering bald head."Good morning sir!""Morning Ken."Mr. Charles was stuffing a file inside his briefcase. "The CEO called all the departmental cashiers for a meeting this morning so you can hang around before I return.""Okay," Ken said and sat on the twin couch.Mr. Charles grabbed his briefcase.Ever since Ken started working with Mr. Charles, he had noticed that the man's table was always disorganized. The cleaners turn up every day to clean the place and set the table but the moment Mr. Charles arrives, he turns the table into a mess.Ken stood up and strode to the table. He noticed that files were mixed up, the receipts were also mixed up and processed payments were mixed with pending sales.He decided to work on the docu
Ken tiptoed into the male restroom and left the door slightly open so he could get a clear glance at the people plotting to kill the company's CEO. He heard footsteps marching outside toward the restroom and he quietly pinned his back to the wall. He cast his sharp gaze at the opening he created by letting the door fly open. A man walked past him and Ken realized that he hasn't seen the man elsewhere. The man was dressed in a black tuxedo and one of the prominent features he picked was the scar on the man's left cheek. Ken guessed that the man was in his early fifties. His hair was thick and brown. Ken heard the footsteps of the second man he was expecting making his way out of the room. He remained rooted in his hidden spot and fixed his eyes on the target. A young man with blonde hair walked past him and Ken froze. His eyes began to rove in circles and just when he was doubting the identity of the young man he had just seen, he decided to smartly place his head out and take a pro