“I’d like to leave.” “Leave if you wish. Your first term’s fees will be due at the end of October.” My mouth drops open. “My fees? You said I was on a scholarship.” “Yes, should you complete your degree, you’ll receive your scholarship.” “What?” I rake my hand through my hair. “I obviously don’t have twenty-five thousand pounds lying around.” “Twenty-three.” “Oh,” I throw both hands in the air, “twenty-three! Excellent. You should’ve said so before, I can pay that now.” “Can you?” “No!”
