HAMERTON 2- MISSING PIECE

HAMERTON 2

Thank you God for this opportunity.

Hamerton. A large school offering the finest Education to the students of the state and overseas. Natalie joins this school arriving from Brooklyn and she has grief over her lost friends who were murdered in Hamerton. She teams up with Ingrid and their fellow seniors against the House of Representatives to prevent a bomb blast that could cause a large massacre.

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Chapter 1: Missing Piece

Natalie sat behind her office desk, reviewing questions that Cheryl brought to her desk. Cheryl intended to write an article about Natalie, for the school Magazine to be released on the month’ end.

She put answers on a rough paper beside the questionnaire and along the way, she paused. She remembered Trevor. Almost a year had gone by, since the two communicated. The last that Natalie heard was that, Trevor was fully recovered and was discharged at least three weeks after being admitted to the referral hospital in London.

She was lost to why Trevor did not look for her. She wondered what became of their relationship. She drew a deep sigh and shut her eyes, trying to imagine where he was and what he was doing.

A few miles away in a Chemistry lecture, Trevor sat with a large group of students. In perfect health and older now, Trevor was more handsome than ever.

He held a blue pen close to his temple, listening attentively to his organic Chemistry professor. Gradually, he noted down whatever the lady tutor mentioned in her explanations.

“And so, the alcohol will react with carboxylic acid to form an Ester.” The professor said in conclusion.

There was a hand from a girl sitting next to Trevor. “Mrs. Fisher, how does alcohol react with the acid in that process?”

The madam turned to a green chalk board behind her and noted skeletons of organic compounds. “Miss Noels, the alcohol here, gives up its hydroxyl ion which combines with the proton from the acid to form water while the_”

“Oh. So it reacts as a base?” The girl interrupted.

The tutor grinned and nodded.

Just then an electric bell sounded outside the class and the students begun shuffling their books, ready to leave.

“That will be all for today. Thank you.” The professor said.

Trevor closed his notepad and fetched his bag from the back of his seat.

He dropped it on his desk just before meeting his neighbor’s face.

“Hi.” The girl greeted charmingly.

She was tall and slim with long wavy hair dangling on her shoulders.

He smiled a little. “Hi.”

“My name is Kehlan Noels. I only have a few days here and I haven’t yet adhered to the campus life. Do you think that we can have a drink or something?”

He nodded. “It’s alright Kehlan. Call me Trevor.”

She smiled. “Nice meeting you Trevor.”

“Nice meeting you too.”

He rose and they started strolling together out of the lecture hall.

“I find Mrs. Fisher’s class very difficult.” She begun, opening a conversation.

“Oh, why?”

“Well, she talks very quickly. It’s sometimes hard to catch up with her.”

“Well. You just have to be a little keener to understand her.”

“I try that. Maybe it’s because I am not from here.”

“Oh. Where do you come from?”

“Norway. I have also lived in America.”

“Okay. If you want, we can go over what she taught when we have the chance.”

“Thank you.” She said.

They emerged into a cloister that was used by many students going to various parts of the university campus.

“And where are you from?” She asked.

“USA but, I have been schooling in England for the past five years.”

She nodded. “Nice.”

They entered a cafeteria and picked a table where he pulled a chair for her.

She thanked and sat.

“What would you like?” he asked.

“Thank you. Amh, a hot coffee maybe and muffins.”

“Alright.” He said and left, later coming back with two coffee plastic cups and a bag of muffins.

She thanked and he sat opposite her.

“This is delicious.” She said after biting one.

“No doubt. The cook here is great.” He replied.

“Mmh.” She said, nodding to the taste. She swallowed afterward and asked, “So, tell me about yourself.”

“Me, well… there isn't much to tell. I’m just a guy.”

She laughed a little. “No. I've noticed that you have been very quiet.”

He shrugged. “Maybe because I’m new.”

She laughed again and he could manage a giggle.

“You are very funny. C’mon? There must be something behind that handsome face and dazzling look.”

“You flatter me Kehlan but, to be honest, if at all there’s anything beyond this face,” he spread his hands close to his face. “Trust me, you don wanna know.”

“Ooh. I like it.”

“Like what?”

“Guys like you, undercover… keeping their things secretive.”

He raised a tantalizing eyebrow, picking up his coffee. “Maybe it’s best that way.”

Soon, his cell phone rang in his pocket and he excused himself, drawing it out.

He received it. “Yes dad?”

“Are you with a girl?” Mr. Tommy sounded.

Trevor glanced at Kehlan. “Yes dad.”

“Okay. Amh, Cowls tells me here that her name is Kehlan Noels, a first year student at your University, taking Engineering Chemistry with you. She is Norwegian by descent and has a single parent-”  

“Dad.” Trevor cut him short. “I am fine.”

Dad sounded sighing over the phone. “I don’t want that whatever happened to you last time, to take place again. Take care son.”

“Sure father.” Trevor said and lowered the phone, hanging up.

“Oh. Your dad checks up on you.” Kehlan reckoned.

“Maybe a little.” He said retrieving the cell phone in his pocket.

“You have got a loving father.”

He sipped his coffee. “Tell me about yourself.”

What will follow next? Stay tuned to find out!

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