"sure." Lena replied nervously.
She is not used to strangers taking up her space but since the woman looks beautiful she let her sit down.
"And why do you think I will let you sit down." Caren booming voice was heard.
She was a terror to students in compus.
She was wearing all back with her hair cut short.
"Humh, am sorry I just wanted to sit with you guys but if it is imposible I will sit somewhere else." The black eyed woman said hurriedly as she stood up nervously.
Her fear couldn't be hidden.
She looked innocent.
"Mchwww, put those stupid expression away I can't fall for it. Go to the point why are you here?" Caren gangster aura was revealed.
She sat cross-legged at a chair while looking at the black eyed woman dissaprovingly.
"Caren, stop it." Lena murmured at the overbearing Caren.
"You are the one who needs to stop this easy going personality of yours. Peaple don't easily sit with us. It is because of my family members and if they do they have motives." Caren snapped.
"So what is your motive?" She turned to look at the innocent woman
"I want to be friends with you." The woman replied.
"Friends?" Caren sneered. She groweled that word with raw hatred.
She prefers companionship more than friendship even though all are ships that can sail and sink but companionship is hard to sink.
"Friends it is, and who are you? No I mean what is your name?" Lena asked to lessen the strange mood that was building up.
"Am Vera, Vera kaira." Vera said her name proudly while her pupils twinkled like a premium package.
That made Caren growl. She do hate the overly pure and innocent people.
She will say they aren't meant to live in this world or maybe they are too perfectious to be true.
A commotion was heard followed with gasps and the howling of ladies in the canteen.
Lena followed the commotion and there in the parting crowd a being remincient to a Greek ancient god was striding to where they sat.
She felt her heart beat louder like the African drums.
" Isn't he the hot guy who transferred in business department next door Lena let's meet him." Gael mused dreamly.
Gael is the third person in their group.
They are known as the three trio to not be messed with.
She doesn't know when he came, he was looking at the man in the crowd with twinkles though he wasn't gay that doesn't stop him from fantasizing about handsome men.
Caren round eyes blinked before she enlarged them further.
She always does that when she admires something.
"Be serious Gael, what is a hot guy in your hot guy dictionar? Don't it be like last time you told us about a hot guy only to find out that that guy had all of his teeth bad." Lena asked.
They like watching handsome guys even sometimes crushing after them, but they have boundaries.
Gael had fucked them not even ones or twice but alot. They had come to fear him saying the word handsome.
Lena stared at the boy who was now looking at her. His eyes flashed with strange emotions but she dismissed them.
She clutched her drumming heart before looking away arkwadly.
"Tut, I don't like him already." Caren said, her eyes staring at the new student.
"Why?" The forgetten Vera asked worriedly, but her eyes were looking at Lena.
"If I don't like someone should I have a reason?" Caren rolled her eyes as she rummaged through her trouser pocket bringing out mint candies.
There were a lot of mint candies in her hands, she gave one to the three of them and the remaining one she pocketed them again.
"Where did auncle smuggle this oldies?" Gael asked curiously while smacking his lips from the taste greedly.
"Who told you daddy smuggled them " Caren flipped her hair while shooting daggers at Gael. " Though old but genuine, he will just be restarting old days candies."
"Yeah, they really are old." Lena smiled painfully like she remembered the past. "I do remember those times when peppermint sweets were simply called koo. In those days, they were sold from a big plastic jar, permanently coated with white dust it had no branding or expiry date, just 50 cents. Honestly, I didn't even know they still existed until today . Here they are! Same green colour . Same strong mint . Same throat-clearing, life-resetting effect . Bad breath? Koo Cold weather? Koo. Long matatu journey? Koo."
Cough. " Gael cleared his throat. They all new the past that Lena was talking about. It was a painful one even no one talks about it.
"Your family changed business from the black market?" Gael asked Caren.
Caren's family deals in underground business and Lena's family deals in fashion business. As for them they deals in politics.
"Big brother decided to change business." She replied mildly.
"Big brother?" Lena asked.
Even though they are childhood friends, Caren's big brother is always mysterious.
"Yeahp, his big boss was the one with that idea."
"Big boss? Doesn't your brother run his own company?"
"He does but he works together with the biggest Mafia family heir, Simon, that's the only information I got from dad." Caren replied nonchalantly shrugging her shoulders.
"I have heard of that guy Simon, he is a ruthless killer." Gael shuddered at the memory before he added in a whisper. " I had that the biggest Mafia family is from Prof Peterson family."
Lena flinched at the word Prof Peterson.
"And Samson is Mr Peterson twin brother." Caren interjected.
"Twin brother?" Lena stood up hurriedly before she sat down.
She yanked her hair hard as she hit her head on the table.
Her friends looked at her weird behavior. "What is it Lena? " Caren asked in a worried tone.
How can she tell them that they messed with the wrong person that day.
No wonder she felt his repulsive aura and his strange behavior. How did she fail to notice that that was not Mr Peterson but his Mafia brother Samson?
"Oh shit." She grumbled before she stood up hurriedly.
She needs to confirm from Mr Peterson if he was really the one that day or his brother.
"Let's meet tomorrow."
Caren blinked her eyes at Gael who in turn shrugged and turned at Vera with a playful expression.
"Beuty for me with delicious lips to be kissed, am Gael your night and who are you my princess?" He smiled seductively ignoring Caren comment of him being a womaniser.