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For new readers;Natalie joins Hamerton, a large school that has a lot of things going on, most of it being illegal and terrorizing. She is agonized by the news of her friend's tragic death and she has to face up with the Hamerton's bloody governance in order to secure the President's badge that has the power to decode a bomb that could cause a large massacre. she teams up with Trevor, the ex and most renowned president of Hamerton and Class D students against Nicky and her fellow evil seniors.

Where it ended last time;  Natalie sets herself to find out how Trevor is involved in her friend's murder. She tries to recall her last conversation with him but, it's helpless. 

Follow flashbacks in the story.

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Four years back.

A middle aged man stood in front of a sick bed in a large hospital ward. He had been standing there a while watching a boy that lay on the bed. The only sound in the room was the ECG machine and a soft tune that played from a MP3 player in the man’s coat pocket. At a point, the music paused.

As he waited, a younger man walked in. He was tall with ebony hair jellied back to suit his looking. He wore a black T-shirt and black trousers that also matched with his boots. He strolled slowly to the man.

“Why did you do this?” The older man asked before the younger man even greeted. “Kenneth. Why?” he added in agony.

Kenneth smirked and continued with what brought him without minding his father’s question. Trevor was the boy laying on the sickbed, dying. “You know obviously that my own DNA does not exactly match with Trevor’s. We have different mothers.” He informed. “But, there’s a girl I know. I did my investigations. Somehow, her kidney is apt for transplant to Trevor.”

Father turned to him with a queer look on his face. “How is that possible? I have no other child than you three.”

“I can’t explain myself. But, the doctor also said that, it can be possible. She can donate the kidney to Trevor if, she wanted to. We cannot guarantee her willingness.”

Mr. Tommy looked away and back at his son. “What if we offer her money?”

“No. Her family is very rich. Father, I’m sorry that I’m mentioning this but, if you want your son back. I don’t. You,”

“You don’t have to remind me that.” He interrupted him. “Tell me what I have to do. I can’t lose my Trevor.”

“No. You can’t. Anyway, my ways may be brutal but, it’s your best chance of recovering your son.”

Mr. Tommy raised an eyebrow. “What? Are you suggesting… that? Kenneth?”

Kenneth sighed with impatience. “Yes, I’m suggesting a way to bankrupt her family and so they get into the need of money and allow their girl to give up her kidney for Trevor.”

“Does it have to come to that? What if we beg them? Despite that, everyone has a price. Even me. Who are they anyway? The family.”

“Oh, trust me, you don wanna know.”

“I do. Spit it out, now.”

“Trevor’s mom’s rivals. Stewart.”

“Dairy Stewart? The chairman of EC party?”

“Exactly.”

“That’s right. They will never help us, even if we gave them all the money in the world. My Monica can’t help either, since she’s lost her mind. She has a kind speech if she was mentally well she could have talked them into donating their girl’s kidney to our son.”

“What a pity.” Kenneth contributed sarcastically.

Dad frowned. “You caused all these. Doesn’t your conscious disturb you? What did Trevor ever do to you?”

“You should be thankful that I got him an organ donor.” Kenneth replied.

Father turned back to the bed. He was grieving inside for the cruelty of his first son that got his second son there. He did not understand why, he did not understand where he failed as a father. He turned back to Kenneth. “Kenneth, once your brother is all alright, can you please forgive whatever he did to you? Can you mend your relationship with him and… even if you don’t love him as a brother, just don’t mistreat him.” He paused. “I can give you anything, anything that you want. Go anywhere. You can live in whatever country you like, you can go on a world tour. I want peace. I want the good of Trevor.”

Kenneth chuckled grinning devilishly. “Just tell me if we can take care of that family.”

Father sighed. He knew that he did not get into him. He could never get into him. “Let me take care of that. I don’t trust you that much.”

“Trevor’s gonna die.”

“Not yet. He can settle with weekly dialysis for a few months while I, specifically I, find a way to engage with the Stewarts to be part of our family.”

“Not gonna happen.”

“Why not?”

“First of all, the boy doesn’t have a few months, secondly, how will you be able to talk to that family?”

“I’ll just try to be more like Monica.”

Kenneth laughed.

“I am going to do it.” Father added.

“And Trevor’s life expectancy? What are you going to do about that?”

“He can do with dialysis, I have already talked to the doctor.”

“Whatever you say I guess.”

Father took some time in silence. He was quickly arranging his plans in his mind. He realized that he also needed confirmation on his target. “The Stewarts? Are you sure?”

“You can double check if you think that I’m lying.”

“Just tell me how you found out.”

“That’s my secret pops.”

“Then, why did you go looking for a donor in the first place? You don’t want Trevor to die?”

“I do but then, you could disown me or something. I can’t afford that.”

“For all you did, kidnapping Monica, turning her crazy, you deserve to go to jail.”

“Pops, you need me. One way or another. Okay, maybe I was a little harsh with your second wife, Monica but, you tell me that, if I did not kidnap her, would you have escaped the corruption charges that were against you?”

At the bed, Trevor squeezed his hand into a fist. He heard his brother’s voice, the first sound after waking from an induced sleep.

Mr. Tommy did not reply and Kenneth pat his shoulder. “By getting Monica out of the way, I did us both a favor. You became a senator and now I can conduct my business smoothly across the borders. It’s only Trevor who is so far at a loss. But, when he grows up, he might understand.”

Mr. Tommy sighed deeply.

“Cheer up pops. I’m leaving the family in your hand. The steward of our home in London just called. I told him that you’re busy and so you are.”

“Is everything okay there?”

“There was a robbery or something.”

“Anything stolen?”

“Pops, that’s the definition of robbery, stealing.”

“Okay, what was stolen?”

“I want to go there personally to find out.”

Mr. Tommy stretched his palms. “Just make sure that you spend a week there or months, or even a lifetime.”

Kenneth laughed. “You will miss me.”

Trevor heard footsteps and the door was opened. Kenneth must have left. He smiled.

Mr. Tommy glanced at the bed. How much Trevor is afraid of his brother, he is gone and Trevor is smiling now. He thought.

Trevor was happy but, from another reason. His own deal to kidnap his mom was a success. He made sure to keep her wherever his brother and dad will not reach her.

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