Are you sure about this?" Mr Cameron asked Cassie for the umpteenth time.
"Yes dad." she acknowledged with a nod and went on stirring her tea with a spoon in circles.
Her father sighed and went for the toasted bread on the dining table. "I can't promise you Cassie but I'll speak to a few of my contacts and get back to you."
Cassie rose to her feet, pulled out her chair and rushed to her father. She wrapped her arms around him from behind. "Thank you so much, dad."
"As I said, it's not a promise but I'll see what I can do about it."
Cassie smiled and returned to her seat.
After pondering about it several times, Cassie had just requested that her father have her transferred from the state university to Harvard.
She smiled and took a sip from her tea mug, praying that the process works.
When her father demanded the reason for requesting the transfer, Cassie had lied to him that she wasn't getting the best from the state university and she'll only get the standard of education she desires when she moves to Harvard.
Cassie is positive that her transfer process is going to be hitch-free. All her father has to do is place the call and she'll submit a few required documents. Luckily, it's a new academic session and inter-university transfers are in progress.
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A week later, Ken was taking a stroll with Mark around the college garden when he caught a glimpse of Miranda cuddling up with Charlie by the water fountain.He quickly turned away.
"Are you okay?" Mark demanded after noticing the sudden change in his countenance.
"I'm good," he replied with a fake smile and fastened his steps, hoping to get away before they see him.
Cassie had called Ken that morning, informing him that she'll be dropping by in Harvard with a surprise. They had agreed to meet in one of the school gardens at 5 pm. If he had known that he was going to bump into Charlie and Miranda that evening in the garden, he would have suggested another venue to Cassie.
Mark was about to ask Ken why Cassie was taking so long to arrive when they heard applause behind them. The boys turned around.
Charlie created the applause. Miranda's hand was locked up in his. He had noticed the moment Ken hurried past them so he pulled Miranda toward him so they can tease him again.
"Let's go mark," Ken told Mark after noticing that it was Charlie who alerted them.
"Are you following us around?" Charlie blurted after a smirk.
Miranda was chewing a piece of gum, her hazel eyes roving around Ken.
"Following you around? Who the hell do you think you guys are?" Ken retorted.
Mark was lost. He could tell that a couple had just confronted them but he didn't know who they were or what they wanted.
He leaned toward Ken and whispered. "Who are these guys?"
"Well, I'm Charlie." the blonde haired began and pointed to Miranda. "This is my girlfriend Miranda. She was Ken's ex from high school back in Boston."
Ken sighed and shook his head. Why is Charlie being Petty? he wondered.
"Ok..ay" Mark slowly replied.
"You see, the thing is Ken won't just let go of my girl. He can't get over the fact that she dumped his broke ass." Charlie yelled.
Miranda broke into a dry laugh and wrapped her arms around Charlie.
There were dozens of students littered in the garden and Ken knew that if Charlie doesn't stop screaming, he was going to be humiliated before a large crowd.
Ken stared at Miranda in disgust. She flipped her hair and went on chewing her gum loudly. Ken wondered whether Charlie knew that the reason why she had stopped him a week ago was to extend a hand of friendship but now, Charlie thinks he's the one bothering her.
Charlie loosened his grip on Miranda and moved closer to Ken. "Stay away from my girl or I'm going to break your bones." he threatened.
"You are so pathetic." Ken retorted, staring Charlie straight in the eyes.
Charlie was taken aback by Ken's bold response. "Are you daring me?" he yelled at Ken's face with clenched fists.
Ken broke into a laugh. "Go to hell."
"What's going on here?" Cassie's voice came fluttering into the scene.
She strode toward them pressing a file to her chest. She had just arrived at the school garden and was about to call Ken when she saw him standing beside a boy, backing Miranda and Charlie.
Miranda curled her lips in irritation and moved closer to Charlie.
Cassie stood in between Mark and Ken with a smile.
"Well, seems like your fake girlfriend has a way of showing up just on time right?" Charlie commented.
Cassie smiled and flipped her left palm at Miranda's face so she can catch a glimpse of her luxurious ring.
"Fake girlfriend?" she said and swung her head from left to right.
"Cut the crap!" Miranda sharply cut in. "We all know you are acting. Don't you even have things to do? I mean, you are always hovering around Ken."
Cassie moved closer to Miranda and flashed the file she was holding with her right hand to her face. "He's my boyfriend miss. I can be with him anytime I wish."
Mark was silent as a tomb.
"I can be with my girlfriend anytime." Ken stepped up. He moved closer and wrapped his hand around Cassie's waist.
"Well, it seems she's jobless and has nothing to do lately. Is she even a student?" Miranda fired back.
Cassie ignored the statement and turned to Ken with a smile. She presented the file to him.
Ken opened the file while the rest watched keenly. His eyes widened in excitement when he saw the title of the document.
"You've just been transferred to Harvard?" Ken screamed in excitement and pulled Cassie into a hug.
Charlie and Miranda were star-struck.
Mark smiled and gave Ken a soft punch on the shoulder after he broke off his embrace with Cassie.
"Well, seems like someone's girl just moved to town."
Miranda was speechless. She had always thought that Ken and Cassie were acting all this while but right now, she wasn't sure if she could still hold on to that narrative. If they were faking the relationship, Cassie wouldn't have transferred from her school to Harvard. That was a risk far too much to take.
"Well, it seems like you guys will be seeing more of me around," Cassie told Charlie and Miranda. "Now, I'm a full-time student here." She turned to Ken. "Baby, should I apply for hostel accommodation or rent an apartment so we can live together?"
"Why don't we talk about that on our way to the cafe? We need to celebrate your successful transfer to Harvard." Ken replied.
He held Cassie's hand. They turned around and began walking away together with Mark leaving behind the stunned Charlie and Miranda.
"Seems like we underestimated that bitch." Miranda told Charlie.
"I don't fucking care." He yelled and looked at their vanishing figures. "That boy dared me."
Miranda sighed. She knows how Charlie reacts once his ego is bruised.
"So what are you going to do?"
"That boy has no idea of what I have in store for him," Charlie replied after a smirk.
Ken and Cassie stepped into the RUSTOM cafe beaming with smiles. They settled on the last booth, opposite each other.Cassie busted out laughing after dropping her transfer file on the square table. "Did you see their reaction after you read out from the file that I am now a student of Harvard?"Ken chuckled and waved at the waitress by the counter. "They didn't see the transfer coming and honestly, neither did I."Cassie grabbed the menu card on the table. "I spoke to my dad about the inter-university transfer last week and this morning, my acceptance letter from Harvard arrived."Ken motioned to the waitress to come closer. She leaned toward him and scribbled down the orders he was pointing at from the menu card. The waitress nodded and left."I guess that was the surprise you were talking about when you called me this morning?""Of course," Cassie said and roved her eyes around the cafe. "Well, now that I'm a student here, I'll need a tour of the campus."The plump waitress returne
Cassie looked up to Ken with pitiful eyes. If there's one thing she's certain of is Ken's quest of keeping a low profile but right now, she wasn't sure whether it will be possible.Camera lights kept flickering all over them as more students kept trouping to the scene to catch a glimpse of the battered men. They were taking pictures of the men on the floor."Did Ken beat them?""Damn, they are in a mess.""Are you sure he beat them? There's three of them."More comments kept erupting from the crowd. Cassie held onto Ken's hand and together, they forced their way through the crowd.Ken led Cassie down the street. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault," she mumbled.Ken forced a grin and hailed a cab. "It's not your fault Cassie. I have no regrets," he replied and motioned to her with his head to get into the back seat of the cab.Cassie stepped into the cab and waved at him, her eyes speaking gratitude. "Call me when you get to your hotel room.""Sure," she replied.The cab sped away.Ken tur
Ken glanced at the watch adorning his left wrist. "That's enough for today," he mumbled and closed the anatomy textbook before him. It was almost 11 pm. He needed to get back to his room and rest because he has a morning class to attend the next day. Ken tucked the textbook and his mobile phone inside his bag. He stood up and brushed off his jacket. He had been studying in the multi-purpose for about four hours. Ken hung his bag and made his way out of the hall while whistling an odd tune. He marched toward the dark path the students called 'The lonely path.' The students hardly trespassed on that route, especially at night but Ken takes that route to his hostel every night after studying because it is shorter to get to his hostel using the path. Ken had taken a few steps and was about to take a sharp turn toward the MC ARTHUR hostel when a familiar voice called out to him. He turned around after a sigh. He shifted to the wall and rested his back against it. Miranda was hurrying
Miranda slowly turned around to face Charlie who was taking hurried steps toward her. His blonde hair was tied into a bun. "Hey Charlie!" she waved with a fake smile plastered on her face. Ken sighed and held unto his bag. He'll be glad if Charlie doesn't cause another scene tonight. Charlie grabbed Miranda's both hands forcing her to tremble. He gave Ken a violent stare and looked Miranda straight in the eyes. "What are you doing with him?" Before Miranda could cook up a lie, he released her hands and charged toward Ken with heavy pants. "Did you drag my girl here?" he yelled. Ken cleared his throat and folded his arms across his chest. "Seriously?" Charlie who was facing him roved his eyes around the lonely path and drifted backwards. He had seen the way Ken beat up the three guys he hired to teach him a lesson at the dark valley the other night. Right now, he'll be stupid to pick up a fight with Ken else he'll get beaten. Miranda stood by the corner, her head lowered. She w
Miranda sighed and palmed her forehead with her left hand. "I don't have time for this Charlie," she said and turned around. The agitated Charlie tightened his fists and screamed at her departing figure. "Miranda. Are you walking out on me?" Miranda kept walking away. She didn't turn back to stare at Charlie and the act irked him. Again, he yelled at her. "I'm talking to you Miranda." The pissed Miranda traced her way out of the lonely path. She aimed for the straight path that led to her hostel. Charlie let out a loud groan and took the other route. He strolled to the cafeteria fuming. Charlie entered the cafe and pulled out his phone. He quickly sent a text message to his best buddy after taking a seat in the front row. A few minutes later, Walter, one of Charlie's best pals and acquaintances who had also moved from Boston to Harvard walked into the RUSTOM cafe. He saw Charlie occupying the last row, tapping the table with his head lowered. Walter sighed and headed toward
"Are you sure about this?" Charlie threw the question at Walter as they made their way out of the campus."Trust me, buddy. This time, it will work." Walter promised and motioned to Charlie with his head to turn left.They strode toward the parking lot which was just a few metres away from the campus.A man clothed in black pants and a white tee shirt was standing beside a red car, pacing back and forth. Walter whistled and the boy stopped pacing. He turned toward Walter and Charlie who were taking hurried steps toward him.The boy who was as tall as Charlie stared at his wristwatch and cast his gaze at Walter. "You said 4 pm bro. It's almost 5 pm now." he lamented.Walter stroked his forehead with a sigh. "I'm sorry bro. We had an emergency test so...""Whatever." He sharply cut in and turned to Charlie. "Is he the guy?"Charlie flashed a quick smile and extended his right hand toward the boy they came to meet. "I'm sorry we are late."The boy shook him. "That's okay. I'm Phil." C
Ken took sluggish steps into his room. He crashed by the edge of his bed after a deep sigh. Thank goodness he was done for the day. He left the room at 7 am and just returned. It was past 5 pm."Seems like someone had a stressful day," Mark commented. He jumped down from his bed and pulled out a bottle of orange juice from his wardrobe. He passed it to Ken.Ken took the bottle with a smile and sat up. "Thank you.""You're welcome.""So where are the guys?" he asked with his gaze fixed at the corner belonging to Berry and their other roommate."They just left a while ago. They didn't last a second after coming in.""Busy guys huh?" Ken replied and took off the bottle's cap. Mark grabbed a stool and settled opposite him. "They are final year students so they have to step up."Ken agreed with a nod. "That's cool." he emptied half the content into his mouth and dropped the bottle on the table. "You saved my hungry ass bro.""Anytime," Ken replied with a blink. "So tell me, is that Charli
The man dressed in a white tuxedo turned around to face the boy his brother was pointing at. He took off his Mexican hat and handed it to his chauffeur who just alighted from the range rover. The student's gazes were directed by Phil's trembling finger. It landed on Ken who held onto his bag with both hands. "Ken!" some of the students gasped and began to speak in low tunes. The man in the white tuxedo known as the boss flashed an impish grin. He turned to his brother with clenched fists. "So that's the boy huh?" Phil looked up at his brother with repeated nods. "He's the one who tried to kill me," he told his brother. The students were star-struck. Don Castello tucked his hands inside his left pocket and began taking steps toward Ken. There was a wooden carved staff in his right hand. All the students who were standing beside Ken quickly moved away in fear. They isolated him. The boss kept charging toward Ken like a ravenous lion. More students were trouping to the scene.