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7. DOUBLE PAYMENT

Chapter 7

He mentioned the names of the receivers.

My name was the second on the list and I couldn't wait to receive and open it.
 
" The last time I gave it out freely, this time the rules have changed.
  Seek for my office and come with a heavy pocket." He ended, with a smile.

   I wished I could run and snatch my letter from him as I watched him exited the room.

   "Why am I so unfortunate. Just when it's my turn ,it comes with charges." I asked myself

    Right after class I went to get some money from the dormitory.

   I didn't want my dormitory mates to know about this letter.

  I didn't want to be embarrassed because the last time Gilbert received a letter with a toffee in it as a birthday present, he had earned a new nickname "Toffic"😂.

   Fortunately, I knew the prefects' room. I rushed there and knocked. The door was already opened so he asked me in.
  
He asked for my name and fished the letter out.

   Surprisingly, the letters were two. I was anxious of who the second person could be.

   Obviously I had to pay double and I did. A guy with his hair twisted and shirt unbuttoned with an inner faded black chase deer worn on black trousers entered and snatched one letter from my hand.

I quickly hid the other in my pocket.

    I pleaded with him but the only condition he gave was if I read it out to his friends and him.

   I had no choice than to open it and read out.

God had saved me😂, the letter he snatched was sent from Gyasi and contained just stupidity.

   Just as I began to read, he gestured his right hand pointing towards the door and indicated I should leave.

   I rushed out with smiles all over my face.
I slammed their door and heard shouts from behind but I ignored and vanished.

Immediately I got to my room, I hid both letters in my small brown rectangle school bag.

  It was soon time for dinning so I went to take my bath and got ready, dressed in my evening study wear.

  Right after dinner,I went straight to class. We were just two in class at that moment.

  I went straight to one corner and brought out both letters.

  I then thought of confirming the name of the sender of the second letter.

  Wow!,

my instincts had not deceived me after all. It was her.

   I read Gyasi's letter first. He just wrote to share with me about the agony he is enduring on campus.
 
   He wrote about how he had forged a faint to get the whole school's attention and a suspension to a senior who had always been on his nerves. Even cold water and slaps could not halt his scam 😂 .

   You could never be bored around Gyasi.
He had written two full pages of comedy.

   I hurriedly skimmed through and attended to the long awaited reply.

   My name was boldly written in black ink of the front page of the envelope.

   I tore it open and started to read.

She had briefed me on her stay on campus. It was a tragicomedy.

She had said a lot about school. I kept reading for a particular purpose.

  Bema wrote to me this reply without the expected reply.
 
   She ignored my request. I slowly lowered the sheet  into my bag in disappoint ment.

"Untill when will she know how much I need her", I asked myself
    
   It was a Friday, mostly my happy days. It was otherwise this time. My day was distorted.
  
   I studied nothing, but watched the guys argue about football till the study was over.

  My stay on campus was getting much fun each day until it was time for the schools'annual celebration.
 
   The period where every fresher turns a slave . My colleagues had forged reasons and left to the house.

  I also decided to try their excuses but my efforts were to no avail.
I was denied of going home several times.

   I had to tole the line. Days passed and we worked tediously towards the fest.

   I'm not really the lazy type so I was not bordered with the work I indulged in.

The day had ended and I was about leaving the room to take my bath until a roommate approached and said "a senior is waiting for you outside"...

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