Chapter 2 Gentleman

*you're a nag*

*be honest*

*I'm not obliged to disclose my privacy to any one* billy snapped

*not even to me?*

*certainly*

*anyway,I would advice you not to ever contemplate joining the Redbeard .In fact a y group apart from the jackals will drain you materially,financially and at last will endanger you*

A minute later billy and Stanley were strolling out of the. building,plastic file in hands,into the bustling colourful quadrangle in the scorching afternoon sun. pack of student littered the quadrangle and beyond,student were being ferried to and fro the library complex and the main university or hostel,by motorcycle and buses . The two friend were now talking and laughing as if they have not discussed anything that has been on the verge of a turbulent disagreement some moments earlier. They were the of same height and they probably shared the same soft eyes,aquiline nose which was a bit upturned at the tip of each nostrils and a generous but well_shaped lips with a thin line of virgin moustache,the kind of lips that induce girls into wondering how it will feel having a lick of such lips. The two friends differed in complexion

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Stanley James at hearth was a really gentleman;

although his dropping eyelids endowed him with a snobbish and nonchalant disposition. He was also handsome to a fault such that many sometimes wondered how he would have fitted into the weaker sex. Few boys are ever in the focus of penciled and mascara eyeballs and Stanley was probably one of such few .

He was fond of dressing like a "yuppy". American jeans,tee_shirts ,sweatshirt,caps,which were most of the time worn on the reverse;boots,earring on the left ear and a gold chain on his slender neck. He was most fond of jacket of whatever fabrics or materials,from sleeveless monkey_jackets,to the romantic Russian inspired long wrap cashmere coat which he donned during severe harmattans.

Stanley's trendy attire was the desire of many youths and undergraduate of the renwick university and not just a peculiarity of the university of new harbour where he was a second year student of medicine and surgery. But being a yuppy was expensive,quite expensive if you want to be original. Stanley was born I to a rich home . His father was the managing director of one of the upcoming bank in city z . The accruing portion per siblings also favoured him. Unlike most country one families,they were just two to milk their parents.

Stanley has always wanted to be a medical doctor,he had never wished for something else he wanted anything he desired and he seldom hungered too long for a such desire .Since his junior days at the hope waddell training Institution,he has fallen In love with the laboratory coat and the stethoscope which hung down either from the ear of a doctor or the pocket of the laboratory coat. As at then he thought that it was only doctors that were permitted to use the laboratory coat an moreover,he had been highly impressed by the elusiveness of the revered faculty to aspiring candidate from city z where he was domicile ,across to city x the capital of his state of origin medicine was the revered profession,tacitly in vogue or so it seemed to Stanley. Anything explicitly or implicitly in vogue was Stanley's weakness he weighed every reality and concept against its acceptability but paradoxically,he loathed the acceptability of any vogue to every class of the society.

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