HAMERTON Chapter 2 episode 3

HAMERTON 2

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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.

Previously, Natalie is in anguish to see Caitlin again, after the hope of Caitlin being alive revives in her. She wakes feeling drowsy and thinking about Caitlin. When she least expect it, Trevor shows up and shares her burden with comforting words. He explains himself about Ingrid's confession but, Natalie just wants no secrets between them.  They both agree to leave later to see Ralph Brooks along with Ingrid. 
Kenneth met Mr. Dickson in a mental hospital  and mentioned to Trevor that he had his worries on Mr. Dickson's sudden discharge

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Later that day, Trevor paused his car a little off a driveway, watching as the Hamerton school bus arrive a silent street.

He sat on the driver’s seat with his hands on the wheels. Natalie sat next to him while Ingrid sat in the back seat of the hatchback Mercedes.

“That’s him, right?” Natalie asked as the bus stopped outside a small gate of a two-story building and dropped off a boy with dark hair and wearing red uniforms.

“I can’t say I’m sure. I don’t remember the last time that I saw Ralph.” Trevor replied.

“He surely looks like him.” Natalie said.

“Dark hair… like Caitlin, right?” Ingrid asked, peeping out of the window to watch the boy step on the patio below the door of his house.

The door opened and Trevor furrowed his eyebrows in queer of the person behind it.

“Isn't that Mr. Dickson?” Trevor asked.

“Who is Mr. Dickson?” Natalie inquired.

Ingrid narrowed her eyes, looking outside.

The boy ran in as the host checked outside and thereafter, closed the door.

“Yes it is.” Ingrid affirmed.

Trevor released his seatbelt and undid the door lockers. “C’mon. Let’s go.” He said.

The girls walked out of the car and shut the doors after them.

Natalie joined Trevor, stretching her polo shirt which she had on, along with khaki trousers. Ingrid was also out of the school uniforms, wearing a white T-shirt and denim knee-length pants. They both agreed to wear casual clothes so that the SOHOT will not be able to trace them.

“Who is Mr. Dickson?” Natalie asked again.

“Ralph, my brother’s class teacher. I don’t understand how he could live with Caitlin’s brother.” Trevor said and took Natalie’s hand, crossing the road with her.

Ingrid followed them. “Erin told me that, after Caitlin’s death, Ralph moved to Canada with his father.”

“Well. Maybe Erin lied.” Trevor said who was so sure that Caitlin was alive.

They halted on the patio in front of the house’ front door. Trevor knocked thrice and waited. At the time, he could feel Natalie’s palm vibrating in his clutch. He turned to her, offering a reassuring smile.

Shortly, there were footsteps to the door and as the three expected, Mr. Dickson appeared behind it on opening.

Mr. Dickson’s face was a bit shocked. “Trevor?”

Trevor smiled. “Yes sir.”

The teacher glanced at him and his company. “Ingrid. How are_” he begun before a voice sounded from inside the house.

“Honey, who’s at the door?”

Mr. Dickson turned around opening the door wide simultaneously. He revealed a woman probably in her early thirties, wearing an apron over a brown suit. She stood at the doorway of a kitchen that faced the living room of the house.

“Ester, they are my old students of Hamerton.” Mr. Dickson explained.

“Hallow?” Trevor greeted for all.

“We are also Caitlin’s friend.” Natalie pointed out.

At that, Mr. Dickson turned his head to face her. He was clearly caught off guard by the statement.

Natalie stared at him bluntly, Trevor had to say something. “Yes sir. We would like to know what happened to our friend. I reckon that you disappeared at around the same time that Caitlin was allegedly murdered in the bomb blast that claimed the lives of five of the school senior students.”

Mr. Dickson swallowed attempting to steel himself to say something that could please them but, before he could, Ester came to the entrance and put her hand over his shoulder. “Maybe it is about time that we tell them, Dickson.” She said.

Natalie glanced at the woman, feeling confused. “Tell us what?” she asked.

Mr. Dickson sighed and said, “Come in, please?”

The three followed the couple inside the house and were welcomed into the cozy living room. There they sat on one long sofa, opposite the older couple who occupied a love-seat.

“Can we know each other first?” Ester asked, opening the conversation.

“Honey, he is Trevor Tommy, the son of a business tycoon in the US. The other one is Ingrid, she is Trevor’s friend and I taught her too. Amh…” Mr. Dickson introduced and paused, glancing at Natalie.

“Natalie. Natalie Bradley. I’m their friend.” Natalie helped.

“She is also the current President of Hamerton, sir.” Trevor added proudly.

Natalie blushed.

“Oh nice.” Ester said and rose. “What drinks would you like?”

“A glass of water will do, please. Thank you.” Trevor said first.

“I’m okay.” Ingrid excused herself.

“Maybe water.” Natalie said.

Ester smiled at Ingrid and said to the rest. “Okay.”

She left and Ingrid noticed Mr. Dickson watching her go as if, he was uncomfortable without his wife. A very unique discomfort. 

“Mr. Dickson?” Ingrid called.

He turned to her. “Yes Ingrid? Which grade are you now?”

“I am a senior student.” She replied generally.

“That’s nice, nice. And you Trevor? I suppose that you have already joined university.”

Natalie turned to Trevor at this, awaiting his reply. It occurred to her that, ever since he returned, Trevor did not inform Natalie of his academic progress.

Trevor was not ready to answer the question yet, especially when Natalie was focusing on him. Luckily, Ester returned with two glasses of water and offered it to him and Natalie.

Trevor cleared his throat after Ester sat. “Mr. Dickson, so, what happened to Caitlin?”

Mr. Dickson took a few seconds to reply then revealed. “Caitlin is alive.”

Natalie gasped. “What?”

Mr. Dickson glanced at her and nodded. “Yes.”

“How?” Trevor asked.

“Where is she?” Ingrid added.

Mr. Dickson looked at them in turns then answered. “When the school was blown up, Caitlin didn't die. She was barely injured, only in shock. Erin saved her life because Caitlin was a target of some bad people in the school. I took both her and her brother in and left far away with them. We spent a whole year there and when things cooled down, I returned Ralph to study here under my care.”

They were all silent for a while, digesting the revelation.

“What about their father? Does he know what happened to Caitlin and that you accommodate his children for all that time?” Natalie asked letting out her doubts.

“There was no way to reach him.” Mr. Dickson said.

Ingrid frowned. “How come? Didn't you have any phone number? Or, tried Google searching him?”

“No.” he replied.

“Why?” Trevor asked.

“Because, as I told you, Caitlin was in shock. She barely remembered herself. But, now, she is with her father and he confidently entrusted me with his son.” Mr. Dickson explained.

Ingrid was silent.

“Can we contact her? Does she have a phone number or something?” Natalie asked.

“She does have an email.” Ester spoke for the first time since the conversation started and rose. “I’ll get it.”

Natalie turned to Trevor who sat next to her, grabbing his hand. “Trevor?” she whispered. “She is alive Trevor, I was right.”

Trevor who was not as shocked, pulled her closer and hugged her.

Mr. Dickson watched them then rose. “Please excuse me.” He said and disappeared into a corridor that led to a staircase to the upper rooms.

Natalie and Trevor parted. “I don’t know what I’ll do if I see Caitlin again. She was more than a friend. Like a sister. We grew so attached to each other.”

“I understand.” Trevor said.

Natalie snuggled on his chest again and cuddled his fingers as they patiently waited for the couple to return.

Ingrid leaned on the sofa’s arm and looked around the room. She thought as she did. “Where is Ralph?”

“Maybe in his room.” Trevor suggested.

Silence prevailed afterward as they all waited. About ten minutes later, footsteps sounded close to the room and Natalie parted with Trevor, readying herself to receive the incomer.

Ester entered with a piece of paper in her hand. She walked to Natalie and gave it to her. “Here is Caitlin’s new email.”

Natalie received it with a trembling hand. “Thank you.”

The lady offered a warm smile. “Sure. You are welcome.”

Trevor looked at the girls. “I think that, we are done here. Is that right?”

Ingrid nodded on behalf of Natalie.

He turned to Ester, rising. “Thanks again. Mrs. Dickson, right?”

“Yeah.” She said in a giggle.

“Can we say goodbye to Mr. Dickson?” Ingrid asked.

“Ooh… no. He has things to take care of. He is replacing a light bulb. In Ralph’s room.” She replied, pausing after each sentence.

Natalie nodded. “Please greet Ralph. Maybe we will see him again in school.”

“The badge!” Trevor snapped.

“Yes, the badge.” Natalie said, remembering what they were missing.

“Can Ralph bring it to us ma’am?” Ingrid asked.

Ester smiled. Surprisingly, she seemed very aware about the issue. “Oh, I saw Ralph with that badge this morning before he went to school and I asked him to return it to the owner.”

“You mean, me?” Natalie asked.

“I don’t think he knew that but, this afternoon, he told me that, he retrieved it to your principal’s office.” Ester said.

Natalie sighed.

Ingrid was silent.

Trevor took a moment and said. “Okay. Thank you Mrs. Dickson. We hope to see you again.”

Ester nodded. “You are very welcome in this house.”

They all thanked and she escorted them out.

Back in the car, Natalie took out the paper with Natalie’s email and stared gracefully at it. “I finally have this. I can’t believe it. Caitlin is alive. My Caitlin.”

Trevor smiled, seeing his girlfriend happy as he rolled out of the street. He glanced at the rear-view mirror and saw Ingrid having a serious look. It was like, Ingrid was not satisfied with their visit there.

She stared bluntly on the car floor, pulling her lips together in a frown.

“You know,” Trevor said loudly, catching Ingrid’s attention. “That face reminds me of someone.”

Ingrid checked him on the mirror. “Who?”

“Erin.” He replied.

Ingrid glanced away, remembering Erin then looked back at him, remaining silent.

“She was usually upset.” Trevor went on.

“I am just wondering how on earth we would recover the badge.” Ingrid explained herself.

“We will. One way or the other.” He said.

Ingrid smiled a little and frowned again. The badge was the least of her concern. 

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Chapter 13

                                     HAMERTON


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.

Previously on Hamerton;

2 Years Back.

Caitlin slowly lifted her eyelids. She could only see dimly at first. She closed them again hoping to see better images but then she felt her head aching badly. She squinted her eyes, groaning with pain. As time progressed she recalled what had happened. Some students were about to board the bus and then there was a large noise. Like that of an explosion. And she hit her head badly.

She reopened her eyes. She could see better but with a lot of difficulty. She was in a large room with more other students who were wounded from the attack. A few nurses strolled from one bed to another to check up on the awake patients. She noticed a TV screen high on the wall a few meters from where she laying. It was on at a low volume and Cheryl was reporting; “Only five students were killed in the bombing including; Arnold Fredric, Bradford James, Cameron Lid, Raymond Big and Michael Reece…”

Caitlin closed her eyes, the pain now progressed to the rest parts of her body. She felt warmth on her shoulder and opened her eyes. “Erin?” she whispered.

“Shh.” Erin hushed her. She bent forward toward Caitlin and said. “They are looking for you.”

“What?” Caitlin asked with a struggle.

“You ruined the deal.” Erin said.

“What are you talking about?” Caitlin inquired with tears of agony rolling down her cheeks.

“Caitlin, you have to run. You and your brother.”

“What are you saying Erin?” she swallowed, tasting blood in her mouth. She must have also had an internal bleeding. “Are you okay?” she added staring lazily at her.

“Listen to me. The mission was to drop the bomb on the stairs, not the bus.” She paused, Caitlin’s eyes were widening with every word that came out of Erin’s mouth. Erin went on, “it was to kill the hundreds of students, as well as stuff that were using the stairs at that time. But, you picked it up.”

“The, the Calculator?”

“When you picked it up, some guys took it. I know those boys. Or… at least I knew them. Ray Big and Michael Reece, they were the school bullies. They were not involved in the deal but, they saved a lot of lives sacrificing their own without knowing. That bomb could have brought down the whole Chief Building.” She paused, stretched her hand and grasped Caitlin’s palm. Caitlin hesitated for a moment and then gave in. Erin helped her sit up stuffing the pillows behind Caitlin’s back.

“I’m scared Erin. I want to go home.”

“You have to.” Erin agreed. “Now. Your life is in danger.” She turned around and Caitlin watched her pull a wheelchair that she came with.

“Why don’t you tell the teachers?” Caitlin asked.

“No. I can’t. I could get killed.”

“You can just pretend that you’re taking books and slip a note to our principle Mr. Archibald.”

“This is a very big organization Caitlin. They are all terrorists. Even Mr. Archibald. He was the one who organized all this. We can’t say anything right now. We can only save your life.” Erin said keeping her voice stiff. She held Caitlin to help her on the wheelchair.

“What about my young brother?”

“Let’s worry about you first.”

“He is my brother, Erin.”

The room doorknob tilted and the principal walked in. Erin lowered her head.

He walked straight to them as they were the only ones close to the entrance. “Where are you taking the patient?” he greeted but, calmly.

“To the washroom sir.” Erin replied still looking down.

“Okay.” He said and passed to another bed.

Erin pushed Caitlin out of the room and they emerged into a corridor. The school hospital wing was in the first floor of the building and that made it easy for them to get outside. They left the wheelchair at the entrance and Erin helped Caitlin down the stairs to the yard below them. They walked behind the oaks in fear of the night shift guards.

“My brother Erin.” Caitlin cried.

Erin searched for something in her dress pocket. When she revealed it, was a calculator. “Don’t worry, it’s not a bomb.” She assured pressing some buttons.

Suddenly all the school lights went out. Caitlin looked around, perplexed.

Erin retrieved the calculator in her pocket and took out a handset. She pressed some buttons and dialed. “I have the boy. Bring the girl.” A voice called first. Erin hang up and turned to Caitlin. “We have only 60 seconds to get out of the school before the lights come back.”

“My brother.” Caitlin repeated.

“He’s safe outside.”

She helped Caitlin through the open field, hiding from some guards who were complaining about the blackout that had subsided for a while already.

Outside, Caitlin saw her brother in a car and Mr. Dickson behind the wheels.

“Sister!” Ralph cried. Caitlin joined him in the back seat and painfully hugged him.

Erin closed the door for them and Caitlin turned to her. “You?”

“I have to remain behind. Bye!”

“What about you?” Caitlin cried hands on the window.

Erin drew far from the car. She waved at Mr. Dickson who waved back and accelerated the car away.

Present Day.

“Dr. Harrison?” The clinic officer called Kenneth when he became too silent.

Kenneth turned to him. They were still in the insane man’s ward and Kenneth had crouched behind him.

He rose. “Can I be alone with the patient, doctor?”

The officer raised his eyebrows. “I don’t think that, that is a good idea doctor. Although the Jane-Doe has not shown any symptoms of being hostile, he still cannot be trusted.”

“It is necessary Dr. Maccelester. So that I can deduce my diagnosis, I will need…” he paused, searching for the words. “Yes, to approach his subconscious in serenity.”

The officer grimaced but, agreed in the end.

After Kenneth was alone with the man, he crouched again behind him. “What happened?”

“6 am.” The man replied.

Kenneth rounded his eyes. “Don’t give me that, Dickson Fill. I know about SOHOT.”

The man was scraping the sponge walls. He paused.

“Remember me? Kenneth Tommy. I brought my little brother at your school five years ago.” He introduced. “Well, if we also met in different circumstances, I will be your boss in the TRIPLE S. but, I’m retired and, I want to help.”

The man was still still. He only gulped with his Adam’s apple rising and falling.

“So, how are you involved with the SOHOT and what are they planning against Hamerton?”

“6 am.” The man, preferably Mr. Dickson, replied.

“I’m on your side man.” Kenneth complained. “You don’t have to pretend.”

Mr. Dickson kept silence.

Kenneth frowned. He slid his arm inside his coat pocket and took out a gun. “You want me to use the hard way, right?”

Mr. Dickson turned to him popping out his eyes in terror.

“I will not hurt you unless you tell me what is your connection with SOHOT and what they are planning against Hamerton.

Mr. Dickson pulled a frown. “You can’t.” he said.

Kenneth narrowed his eyes. “So, you can talk.”

“You can’t harm me here! No one can!” Mr. Dickson claimed, dis-minding Kenneth’ realization.

“You’ll be a fool if you think that I can’t. I have my connections and trust me, I will not be charged for anything.”

Mr. Dickson gulped.

“I want to help.” Kenneth said. “If you have anything that you can tell me about SOHOT you better do.”

Mr. Dickson turned away. “I can’t trust you.”

Kenneth frowned. “Why not?”

“You just told me yourself that you’re an x from the TRIPLE S.”

“So?”

“There are no Ex’es.”

“Whatever. My two brothers are in Hamerton and I want to save them.”

Mr. Dickson was silent.

Kenneth sighed, expressing the rarest side of himself, need. “Mr. Dickson, I need you to help me rescue Hamerton. If you care for it in the least, you will cooperate.”

Mr. Dickson spanned around to him. “I can’t!”

“Why not? Many people will die.”

“It’s not that I won’t do it, it’s just that… it is impossible.”

Kenneth furrowed his eyebrows. “Why?”

“No one can help Hamerton. No one!” he cried with grief. “They are very bad people. They are planning a very large blast that will kill everyone in Hamerton.” he cried. “Not only the school but, also the neighboring regions.”

Kenneth’ mouth dropped open with the revelation. He was not aware of that.

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Chapter 13

                                     HAMERTON


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.

Previously. Ingrid is in search of Steven and, entering the seniors' class, she has to confront Ingrid. 
She also receives a call that make her forget her search. 
Kenneth is at the insane hospital to see a patient who is a link to the sect in Hamerton. 

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Kenneth drew closer to the insane man in white. He crouched behind him.

“How did you find him?” he asked the doctor who was still in the insane ward with Kenneth.

“A lady brought him.” The doctor replied.

“His wife or something? How was she related to this man?” Kenneth asked.

“I don’t know. That is what a nurse who received him said. She did not get the chance to get the Jane-Doe’s details.”

Kenneth was silent. He scanned the man with his eyes. He thought that he saw the Jane-Doe somewhere.

He covered his eyes, trying to recall just where he might have.

“6 am. 6 am. 6 am.” The man was saying.

Kenneth let his voice sink in his own mind.

When it did, an encounter that happened years back, revolved in his mind.

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Kenneth was in the waiting room of the principal’s office in Hamerton.

His father made him enroll his step brother in the new school overseas to keep him far from Trevor who was recovering from Kidney cancer in Los Angeles.

After the principal saw him and Randolph, he asked them to wait for a teacher who would take Randolph away.

“Kenneth?” Randolph called slowly during the wait.

Kenneth turned from his phone to listen to his brother. “Yes shorty?”

“Don’t call me that!” Randolph snapped.

“Okay. So, tell me… Ralph.”

“Do you think that Trevor will be okay?” Ralph asked.

“I hope so.” He replied turning back to his phone. “I am trying to get a donor here.”

“Donor? Will that help my brother?”

Kenneth turned to him offering one of his rare smiles. “He’s no-”

“Good afternoon?”

They turned to their front and met a tall slim man in black attire and ball tie.

“I am Mister Dickson Fill.” The man introduced himself.

Kenneth rose along with his brother. “Kenneth here. This is Ralph.” He said, placing his palm over Ralph’s shoulder.

The teacher turned to the boy. “Hallow there little boy? I will be your class teacher.”

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Recalling all that, made Kenneth’ mouth drop open. He could not fathom just how his brother’s teacher ended up in a mental hospital and much more, connected to the dark market.

He was lost. 

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