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.
Don Castello folded his arms across his chest and fixed his gaze on the girl taking angry steps toward him.The crowd began to murmur."That's Ken's girlfriend huh?""Is she the rich chic?""What is she doing?"Ken rushed toward Cassie and grabbed her by the arm. "What are you doing Cassie?"She noticed the blood gushing from the corners of his mouth and with an angry stare, she shoved him to the side and charged toward Don Castello with bloodshot eyes.Ken sighed and shook his head. Cassie had always been a girl that has a mind of her own and he knew that arguing with her at that moment will be a futile endeavour.The spectators had formed a circle around Don Castello, Ken, Phil and Cassie who just walked into the circle.Don Castello broke into a wicked laugh. "Seems like we've got a freedom fighter huh?"Cassie faced Don Castello. He tucked his hands inside his pocket and shook his head. "So tell me little girl, who are you?""It doesn't matter who I am. How dare you hurt Ken?" she
Cassie picked up Ken's bag which was lying on the floor. She slid her hand into his arm and whispered. "You've got this Ken. Let's go."With a frustrated sigh, he led her into the MC ARTHUR hostel and made his way to his room.Immediately Ken and Cassie walked into the room, Berry blurted. "I'm so sorry Ken."Ken marched toward his bed and sat. Cassie settled beside him. Mark and Berry joined him at his corner. They stood beside his bed.His brown chinos trouser was soiled with dust and his plain black tee shirt had traces of sand on it."What the hell happened?" Cassie threw the question at Ken.Marked arched his brow. "Wait for a second Cassie. You didn't know what happened?"Cassie swung her head from left to right indicating she had no idea of the purpose of Don Castello's outburst."I was coming out of the lecture hall when I saw a group of students hurrying toward MC ARTHUR hostel. They said that a certain Don was lashing out at Ken so when I heard that, I took to my heels."'she
Are you ready?" Cassie demanded.Ken wiped the sweat teamed up on his forehead and nodded repeatedly.His roommates were by the door, waiting for Ken to step out. It was the day of the most anticipated fight."You've got this Ken and believe me, the master is going to be so proud of you if you win this match and your popularity is going to skyrocket." Cassie asserted.Ken flashed a quick smile. "Popularity huh?"Cassie gave her forehead a delicate scrape. "Well, I have my small media team in place."Ken's eyes widened in surprise. "A media team?"Cassie sighed and flipped her hair. " I need to document the fight you know so that we can upload it on the school blog and..""Cassie!" Ken called out to her after a gasp.She cleared her throat loudly and stood before him. "Why don't you forget about my publicity stunt and focus on the match?"Ken agreed with a nod.Cassie had helped him get ready. He wore loose brown shorts and a free black tee shirt. Cassie had suggested that he gets dres
Enough!" the man who had drawn the battle line alerted just when Ken's clenched fist was about to strike Don Castello's right cheek.There was pin-drop silence.Ken staggered to his feet. His vision was getting blurry.Don Castello's men quickly rushed to the scene and dragged their leader away from the fight scene. Ken moved to the corner, struggling to catch his breath."The fight is over." The referee announced.Applause and cheers in honor of Ken reigned. Cassie rushed toward Ken and took him into her arms. Joyous cries took over the dark valley.Camera lights clicked and lights flashed all over Ken and Cassie. There was no need to make a formal announcement. Ken had just won the match.The students formed a circle around him and immediately he broke off his embrace with Cassie, they began shaking his sweaty hands and patting his aching shoulders. He couldn't hide his smile. Blood was still gushing from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.The students kept clicking pictures and
Ken could feel his heartbeat skyrocketing. "Oh my God!" he gasped as the crowd marched toward him with loud murmurs. Ken felt like a meal that was going to be devoured. If he had his way, he'll vanish into thin air. This recent popularity was driving him insane.The students approached Ken and formed a circle around him and soon, his head began to ache from the questions they were throwing at him."You walk on walls?""Where did you learn your martial art skills from?""Can we be friends?""Can I take a selfie with you?"A girl even asked whether he was single."I need to get to class now," Ken said and forced his way through the crowd. After he broke off the circle, he quickened his step wishing he could teleport to his lecture hall. Ken heaved a deep sigh after fleeing from the crowd. He took a sharp turn but was star-struck when he saw a group of girls walking up to him.He shook his head and remained rooted to his spot.The girls walked up to him smiling brightly. They were all
Ken reached the lecture hall and loitered around the entrance for some seconds. He knew that the moment he steps inside that theatre, he was going to be greeted by wandering eyes.He heaved a deep sigh and walked into the class. Immediately he step foot inside the hall, and applause reigned. Ken lowered his head. He instantly felt weak in the knees and every step he took felt hard.Ken was stunned when he discovered that his favorite row, the front row was occupied by a group of girls, welcoming him with charming smiles. He faked a smile and was about to walk past them when two ladies blocked his path.The cheers and applause ceased.He tried to speak but no words were coming out of his open mouth. The students were murmuring, talking about one topic. 'Ken's victory in the fight.'"Not only are you sound, but you are also skilled too." One of the girls commented and slid a piece of paper into Ken's hands. Her phone number was scribbled on the paper.More girls wanted to engage him in