"Pull up here." Cassie ruled out to her chauffeur.
The limousine had been moving for about ten minutes. The driver parked the car behind a restaurant and stepped out. Ken carefully took out his hand that had been entangled in Cassie's. She smiled lovingly at him and he immersed her in a warm hug.
"Thank you so much sister," he said, holding up the tears that had welled up in his eyes.
She rubbed his back tenderly and replied. "Siblings don't have to thank each other Ken. You can count on your big sister anytime."
They broke off the embrace. Cassie pulled out a tissue from her bag and passed it to Ken.
He collected the tissue and pressed it to his eyes. "Thank you, Cassie," he mumbled and threw his back against the seat with a deep sigh.
Cassie understood that dozens of thoughts were running through his mind at that moment so she remained silent. After a few minutes, she spoke, breaking the silence between them. Ken's forest green eyes were devoid of tears.
"Seems like I arrived just on time."
Ken forced a grin. "You really did," he replied with a nod and threw the wet tissue through the window. "Did you think they bought your story?"
Cassie giggled and crossed her legs. "Of course they did. You should have seen the look on Miranda's face. I'm such a good actress."
"I was lost in the whole thing. I couldn't look at her treacherous face. I was in that corner, barely paying attention." Ken sniffled.
"Well, at this point, I won't be surprised if your girl comes running back to you. I could sense the look of regret on her face and her boyfriend?" Cassie broke into a dry laugh. "The guy was stunned. He could barely move his lips. I stormed in just when they thought they heard you."
Cassie turned to Ken and saw his head lowered. She realized it wasn't the right time to joke about the issue.
"I'm so sorry Ken," she said, her voice ringing sympathy with her right hand on his shoulder.
Ken lifted his head and patted her hand with a nod. "Thank you so much, Cassie. I would have done something stupid if you didn't show up. You salvaged me from their web of humiliation."
"Don't worry about a thing bro. You'll be fine. She doesn't deserve you."
"That's by the way," Ken said with a fake smile plastered on his face. It will probably take him a long time to get over Miranda. "Can you tell me how you got here? I must confess that you look great," he commented.
Cassie flipped her hair. "You know part of my story back there was true. I dropped by your house and saw you hailing a cab. I screamed your name but you didn't hear me and before I could blink, you were in the cab so I asked my driver to trail you. We ended up in Miranda's apartment." she explained.
"You arrived right on time. And I guess you heard everything.
Cassie sighed. "I heard every damn thing and I'm sorry for barging into the drama Ken but I don't regret it. That girl and her damn boyfriend were humiliating the hell out of you so I had to step in."
"I don't blame you for standing up for me like that Cassie. Unity is what binds us." Ken replied with a warm smile.
"Seems like someone didn't forget the lessons huh?" Cassie hinted with a double blink.
"The master taught us well Cassie. It should be considered treason to forget his priceless teachings." Ken replied.
"Why don't we step into the restaurant?" Cassie demanded. "You and I have a lot of catching up to do," she stressed.
Ken agreed with a smile. The last time he saw Cassie was about three years ago while he was still undergoing training. That was before he left for high school. That was before he left home and all the memories it generated.
Cassie jumped out of the car beaming with smiles. Together with MC, they strolled into the restaurant. Cassie identified a vacant booth at the end by her right. She hurried to the spot and crashed there.
"Last booth is the best booth," Ken said with a smile and settled opposite Cassie. She was glad he was now smiling genuinely.
As kids, they always aimed for the last booth whenever they got into restaurants. It was their favourite spot.
"I'll place the orders," Cassie announced excitedly and waved her right hand at the waitress.
Ken smiled as he remembered their fun moments together. Cassie hasn't changed a bit. She was still his bossy loving big sister who always wanted to dish out instructions to him and place orders whenever they went out together.
The waitress walked to their booth with a cheerful smile. "Can I get your orders please?" she solicited and unzipped the bottom of her apron. She pulled out a pen and paper.
"We will have two banana shakes and two apple pies," Cassie said without lifting the menu card. The waitress smiled and scribbled the other. She turned to leave.
"Wait, do you serve those here?" Cassie quickly added.
The waitress nodded in agreement. "Banana shakes and Apple pies are on the menu card. I'll deliver your orders sooner than you expect." replied the cheerful waitress. She flashed a smile and swung into action.
Cassie turned around and caught MC smiling. "What's funny bro?"
"You haven't changed a bit, Cassie."
"You thought I would?"
Ken flashed another smile and shook his head. "I miss you." he blurted.
An awkward silence fell upon them for a short while before Cassie spoke. "We miss you. Master and I."
The waitress returned with two banana shakes and a plate of Apple pies. She placed it in the centre of the round table and left with a smile.
Cassie leaned toward Ken and whispered. "Don't you think maybe someone cast a laughing spell on the waitress?"
"You are so silly," Ken replied with a chuckle.
"Time to dig in." Cassie declared and grabbed one plastic cup she placed the straw in her mouth and gazed up at Ken. He was seated, arms folded across his chest. He was lost.
She sighed and pulled out the straw from her mouth. It was evident that he loves Miranda a lot. Was she being insensitive when she dragged him to the restaurant? Cassie thought. She ordered banana shakes on purpose because it was his favourite. He also had a thing for apple pies.
She noticed the lumps underneath his eyes and how shrunken he had become. His cheeks had sunk in and she wasn't sure whether the change occurred in the last three years or because of the sudden love drama. Cassie needed no X-ray machine to see how shattered her little brother was. She wished she could cheer him up as she always did. She wished she could make his sexy eyes glitter and his face beam. She hated this Ken sitting before her like a lost sheep.
"We must find strength from the situations that make us weak." Cassie spat with her gaze fixed on Ken.
He lifted his head and held up her stare. He nodded in understanding. That was a line fondly used by their master and Cassie was taking him back to training days.
She smiled and shoved the milkshake toward him. "You are a warrior Ken. Don't let the world see you for what you are not."
He smiled and grabbed the drink. "So what brought you to town?"
"You. I came here for you Ken." she fired back.
Ken dropped the banana shake. He already drank half of it. "You came for me?"
Cassie ignored the question and said. "Congratulations. You better start warming up for Harvard."
Ken smiled. He didn't need to ask her how she found out about his admission. Their abilities were known to each other.
The ride from Boston to Cambridge wasn't a draining one for Ken. Feelings of anxiety and euphoria had enveloped him and all he wanted was to step foot at Harvard.He alighted at the bus station and pulled his luggage bag out of the vehicle. He had gotten a new bag. Ken roved his eyes around the busy station. People stood in groups. Some were getting off buses, others were rushing to get in."Wow!" he mumbled as his eyes magnified in astonishment. It is his first time in Cambridge. Ken heard about the city countless times and saw its beautiful architectural settings on television but now, he was standing on Cambridge soil.He held onto his school bag with one hand and pulled the luggage bag with the other hand. He shifted from the highway to a corner beside a restaurant. People littered the street and Ken concluded that the situation is so because it was Monday morning.Ken couldn't stop roving his green eyes around the bus station. It was damn busy."Harvard!" Ken heard a petite hai
Ken took languish steps toward his hostel, fighting very hard to withhold the tears welling up in his eyes. He imagined Miranda, laughing behind him while he vanish from her sight.He lowered his head and kept wondering whether Miranda had ever loved him for a moment. Again, she had just lashed out at him, stating that she was grateful she was with Charlie now.Ken sniffled as he walked down the straight path ahead of him, assessing Miranda's torturous statements. Maybe she's better off without him.After moving to Harvard, he had hoped that he'll get to move on quickly now that he's far away from her but it turns out that she made it to Harvard too.Ken sighed and marched toward his room. He opened the door and was greeted by its emptiness. His roommates had all gone out. He fell on his bed with his face feeling thankful that they weren't around to detect his discomfort.A few minutes later, his phone began to vibrate. Ken got up and pulled the device out of his bag."Cassie!" he gas
Ken lowered his head and held the ropes attached to his backpack with both hands. He was walking out of the hostel. He hurried into the lecture hall and settled at his favourite row; the first row. He could still sense the eyes of some students all over him. The young lecturer walked onto the hall and wrote an equation on the board. He flipped his marker. "So who is going to solve this problem for us?" There was pin drop silence.The lecturer began moving around the hall waving his blue marker. "You guys can't solve a mathematical problem? This is just the basics. Next semester, you'll be advancing to Medicine courses proper."No one spoke. The newbies kept exchanging blank glances. The lecturer returned to the front row. "Finally, we have a hand up. Come over here."Ken stood up and took the marker from the lecturer. He walked to the board and in less than two minutes, the equation was solved. Ken slowly turned around to face the class who were staring at him like an appetising m
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 desir
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