"Your name?" The vice principal said as I entered into his office with my uncle trailing behind after waiting for an hour.
"Adejare Adedoyin, sir". I replied, as confident as I could be.
But I was still a little bit scared because this was the first time I got to see his office.
It was a pretty large space, with Shelves , chairs and a large marble top table made from mahogany. Hanging from the ceiling was a small chandelier.The air conditioner was blowing with full blast.
"Have your seat, please" he gestured to my uncle.
"Thank you." Uncle bode said and sat down.
I waited for him to tell me to sit but he didn't.
"You can't sit because you are the one in question here, am I right?"He suddenly said.
"Yes, you are right" my nosy uncle said before he started cracking jokes about politics, which made them burst into fits of laughter.
"I went to buy fuel the other day for my car and asked the attendant to give me ten litres, they said it was one thousand naira per litre, can you believe it?"
"Hmm, it came as a shock to me too o. That's why I rarely drive around these days"
"I mean, what's the country turning to? You know what I did?"
"What did you do?". The vice principal asked, the look of curiosity splashed on his face.
"I went to a filling station nearby that sells it for nine hundred and seventy naira per litre". He said proudly.
"What's the difference?". The vice principal asked, chuckling.
"That's the same question my wife asked me!". Uncle Bode said, laughing.
"But a win is a win. Why go for the pricy one when the cheaper one of the same quality is available?" He added."It's sad though, and it's twisting the minds of Nigerians to think something is better just because it's costlier, even though they both have rubbish quality. They are not even bare minimum". The V.P replied.
They talked for so long and I was really annoyed, but I had to remain calm because I couldn't mess this up.
"So, Miss Adejare, I have been told by your uncle that you have thought this through and you are really sure about it." he finally said to me, after speaking to my uncle for fifteen minutes.
My feet were killing me .
"Yes sir" I replied.
"I believe you've been told the terms and conditions by the school counsellor"
"Yes sir, I have" I replied again, feeling a sudden shiver down my spine as I thought about the "terms and conditions".
"Your uncle told me you wanted to enter the science department and I believe you have found out if you are capable or not, I'm sure you've done a background check on yourself right?"
I nodded in affirmation, trying to figure out if I had done a background check on myself.
"Well, I guess that's all I need to know, your results at the end of the term should tell us the rest"
And my results will be very good . I said to myself.
He brought out a file from which he pulled out a sheet of paper and handed to my uncle.
My uncle collected it.
"Now, just sign here and here". He said to him,pointing to different spots on the paper.

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