Chapter 3
[ A lost friend ]

“hey Janice, its me Ken! How's life been good for you?”
“Ken? Which Ken?”
“eh.. the one whom you regard as a brother during secondary school times?”
“Oh.. Ken Kuan... from sec 4H..”
“yups! You are right... you didn't forget me yeah ?”
“No.. i didn't.. but I guess you've forgotten the time....”
Ken looked at his clock, its almost midnight already....
“hey.. i'm really sorry to bother you at this moment, cos i'm too excited at this moment...”
“about what? What does it got to do with me?” Janice seemed hostile.

“I guess its abit too vague to tell you everything over the phone at this moment and with you only half awake.. can we meet up tomorrow?”
“okie, please give me a call after work okie? Promise you'll pick me up..”
“okie, let's confirm the time tomorrow okie?”
“okie Ken.. goodnight...”
“just one more thing Janice...”
“yeah what now?!”
“Before the clock strikes twelve.. just wanna wish you a happy valentine's day....hope it isn't too late...”
“Its too late brother!... but happy valentine's day to you too...”

Ken put down the phone.. The clock had just struck twelve as the house was filled with the sounds of coo-coo. The time was 00:01 15th February 2007.
It had been a unbelievable valentine's day this year... maybe he will get lucky if he finds his sercert admirer, maybe next year's valentine's day, he will not be alone... anymore...

Everything seems to be going in his way during his work as Ken easily past through tons of documents and put his plans into place.

Sooner enough, knocking off never seems so early in his life.

Ken received a sms, it was from Janice...
“Hey bro, when are you picking me up?
My workplace is at Suntec by the way .”
“06.30pm if you're okie...” Ken replied.
“okie, see you there”

Ken arrived just in time after fighting through the gates of gantries with a whole parade of cars at the waiting lobby. He didn't see Janice anywhere in sight as he alight to have a better view.
There was still no sight of Janice anywhere..

Ken got a little pissed and just about to call her when he heard a familiar voice behind him.
“Ken Kuan Kuan Kuan Kuan” each “Kuan” with a different tone in hanyu pinying.
Nobody in the world would have called him that... except Janice.
Ken almost dropped his phone when he turned back.

The nerdy specs is gone,
The short spikey hair have grown...
Jeans have traded for skirt...
Canvas for heels...

Five years isn't a long time to forget someone but to see the same person in a totally different style is almost unbelievable.
“Eh... Janice?”
“Abuthen or you were hoping for some chicks to pick you up?
Wait long long arh...!!”
“Goodness.. at least the character is still the same...”
“What were you saying??? I only talk this way infront of you okie? Nobody in my office will have a chance in their lifetime to see me behaving this way”
“Let's talk over dinner okie?”

Ken drove his car away with a smile. It looks as if he have rediscover an old friend... someone whom he can always count on... and what a blessing in disguise that she have become so different.

[To be cont]