Chapter 14-episode 11

              HAMERTON

Hallow new readers!
This is a story about Hamerton, a large school that has a lot of things going on, most of them being illegal and terrorizing. Natalie Bradley, an intelligent and talented girl from Brooklyn joins this school after her friend Caitlin who was allegedly murdered in Hamerton. She is agonized by the news of her friend's tragic death and she has to face up with 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, soon.

She teams up with Trevor Tommy, the ex and most renowned president of Hamerton, Ingrid, and other Class D students against Nicky and her fellow evil seniors.

Previously on Hamerton;

Two years back,

The girls stared at him for a moment as he walked closer to their desk. Probably with Erin it was casual but Caitlin skipped a heartbeat.

Trevor. Trevor Tommy. He had grown up. Surely. He was taller, more handsome. His face, more masculine now was more attractive. His athletic body, pale skin color and well, tantalizing gaze without forgetting his deep voice could melt down the confidence of any woman.

Caitlin took in a deep breath to suppress the lustful feelings and waited till he greeted.

“Caitlin Brooks.” He reckoned offering a hand to her. “It has been what? Two years?”

She nodded and shook the hand.

He turned to Erin. “How are you Erin?”

“I’m okay. Any problem?” Erin said.

“No. I heard that my friend is here and so here am I to greet her.” He paused “However, we are required in the office. Now”

“Which office?” She asked immediately.

“Our office.”

“Wow you guys have an office?” Caitlin asked trying to be a more part of their conversation.

“Yes.” He replied shortly.

“But, why am I needed there? I’m not an MP.”

“I don’t know either.” He replied. “When I told one of my colleagues that I was coming here, he asked me that I should fetch you.”

Erin shook her head with slight disgust. She then rose and left hastily.

Trevor shrugged and turned back to Caitlin as he occupied Erin’s seat. “So how’s your family?” he begun.

“Fine.”

“When did you join here?”

“Last week.”

“Your brother?”

“He’s okay.” She waved her head to one side and added “in the primary section.”

“What’s his name again?” He asked furrowing his brown eyebrows. He had deep brown hair color, short and suiting him.

“Ralph.”

“Ooh good. We parted when I moved here. I used to see your dad at times.”

“Here?”

“No. London. He was with my father.”

“Yes. He came to England.”

“Dad said that you left because of some… family problems?”

“Yeah.” She sighed looking down. “Mom died.”

“What!” he exclaimed although in a low voice. He was very astonished. More because he had no idea. Roughly he imagined what his friend must have gone through. “I’m very sorry Caitlin. I really am. Dad did not tell me that.”

“I understand.” She nodded

There was a short silence.

“So… you are a president now.” She said changing the subject.

“Yes.” He show her a badge that was on his waistcoat. It was adorned with golden and italic inscription

PRESIDENT OF HAMERTON STUDENTS

“Nice.” She said.

Just then some students walked in the room and strolled to where the two sat.

“Trevor… we can see you with the newcomer…” they teased.

“Shut up Derek.” Trevor warned. “I've known Caitlin before.”

“Really?” one of them, with long hair tied back questioned. He laughed with his group and they abandoned the couple.

“Okay. I’ll see you later.” He said rising.

“Which grade are you now?” she asked, raising her head to eye him.

“Well. I’m passed your level. Senior high. I’m close to doing my A level and leave you here. In two years.”

She nodded and he left.

Present day;

Natalie went out to look for Ingrid and met her at the lobby where they parted.

“Where’s Steven?” Natalie asked when she had approached Ingrid who was hovering in the lobby.

“Gone out but, he will be back.”

“What about Trevor?”

“Did you manage to get us the permits?”

“No.”

“Okay.” She said and took Natalie’s hand. “Let’s get to Archibald’s office. More than the permits, we will get the badge.”

She started out to the staircase and Natalie followed her.

“You mean the President’s badge?” Natalie asked.

“Yes.” Ingrid said. There was a sort of seriousness in Ingrid’s voice that got Natalie’s concern.

“May I know why we need it now?” Natalie asked.

“We might not have another time to acquire it. Steven tipped me that the school administration blames the murder on the election campaigns. Michael was a candidate and he was killed. There might be no elections nor president any longer. We can’t afford to lose the badge.” Ingrid replied, hastily climbing up the stairs.

Natalie pulled her hand free, making Ingrid halt. “Trevor is more important now, Ingrid. We have to focus on saving his life, not the school, yet.”

Ingrid raised her eyebrows and grinned. “I know but, this is equally important, Natalie.” She took Natalie’s hand again. “C’mon, let’s go.”

Natalie sighed and reluctantly followed her up the stairs to Archibald’s office in the first floor of the chief building.

The waiting room outside his office was empty. It was the girls’ guess that the secretary escorted Archibald to the administration meeting upstairs.

Ingrid led the way inside the large vintage decorated office and scurried to the principal’s desk. Natalie stood close to the entrance, watching her as she shuffled some documents on Archibald’s desk.

“So, what are you looking for? The gate-passes or the President’s badge?” she asked.

“Both.” Ingrid replied and went behind the desk, she sat on Archibald’s chair and pulled one of his desk drawers.

Natalie walked to the desk and paused.

Ingrid glanced at her, frowning. “Don’t just stand there, give me a hand.” She snapped.

Natalie silently checked the desktop. “Have you ever got a gate-pass before?”

“Yeah. But it wasn't from Archi- Got it!” she said and exclaimed, revealing the President’s badge. The golden inscriptions of ‘Hamerton President’ and the Five Torches, glowed in the sunlight that penetrated the room.

Natalie had no comment, she was more concerned about Trevor.

“What?” Ingrid asked.

“I will check the secretary’s desk.” Natalie said.

She began walking to the door and by coincidence, heard voices.

“Archibald.” She announced in a whisper, making Ingrid gasp.

Ingrid signaled Natalie to follow her and they hid behind the principal’s chair right before his door opened.

“Yes, yes. I am sorry.” Archibald said, holding his office door. “Mrs. Morningstar I assure you that the school administration will take full responsibility with regard to your son’s murder and I assure you that, the criminal will face justice.” He added. “Hallow? Hallow?” Archibald called and lowered the phone, sighing.

He looked at his disorganized desk and frowned. “What tha- Ester? Ester?” he exclaimed and walked out, calling his secretary.

Back in the room the girls rose out of hiding.

“We have to get those gate-passes.” Ingrid suggested.

“I feel sorry for Morningstar’s mom. She also called her son when I was in the officer’s office.” Natalie said pitifully.

“What?” the words escaped Ingrid’s mouth before the office door opened and Archibald stepped in.

He glared at them, bawling; “What are you two doing in my office?”

Natalie began panting, Ingrid was also fidgeting.

“Tell me now!” he growled.

Natalie swallowed. “Sir. We, we are upset about what happened to our friends. So, we, we… we want to go home.”

“Yes.” Ingrid supported. “We want to go home because we are scared of being killed. We have come for gate-passes.”  

Archibald shook his head and sighed. He motioned his hands in the air as he asked. “Natalie when did you get back?”

“Today.” She replied.

“And Ingrid lured you to break into my office to steal gate-passes so that you can go back home.” He reckoned.

“Ingrid didn't lure me to doing anything sir. We are just worried because, the shooter is out there and we are all in danger.”

Ingrid stepped forward. “May we have gate passes sir? My uncle will sue you.”

Archibald looked at them in turns. “Get out of my office.”

“We are not leaving without the gate-passes.” Ingrid declared.

Archibald eyed her. “Very well then. Natalie, please leave my office. The gate-passes will follow you by Ingrid’s hand.”

Natalie scowled at him for a moment then left. She was angered by the tendency that she was always left out and that to most people, she seemed as an outsider.

  

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