HAMERTON 2 Chapter 3- episode 2

HAMERTON 2

Thank you God for this opportunity.
Hallo new viewers and Happy and Peaceful elections Tanzania!

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 on Hamerton; Natalie is caught off guard by the news that the House Of Representatives are visiting their school and she reproaches Ivan for not telling her about it. Natalie, Ingrid and Ivan are seemingly in panic by what the HOR visit entail. 

She has summoned her Vice and Minister of Dorm affairs. 

Paula, the St. Ann Marie girl who had grudges against Natalie, was arrested for Ashleigh's murder. Paula had originally intended to harm Natalie.

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Natalie walked behind her desk and sat on her chair. She pulled a drawer of the desk and exposed the original President's badge, on top of a couple of papers. She had moved it to that side of her desk, after going through a heavy interrogation in Archibald’s office. He reprimanded her for losing the badge and gave her several warnings. Now that, she was in tension, she felt the need to keep it even closer.
She exchanged the bronze inscripted President’s badge on her coat with the gold inscripted badge in the drawer.
“I will keep you here from now on.” she vainly told the original badge that was now on her coat pocket.
Trevor had promised to teach her how it worked to save the school. With the HOR arriving, it was obvious that their D-Day was approaching.
“Our days are numbered.” She reminded herself.
Her door sounded knocking and she called for her guests to get in.
Sylvester, her vice President and also the monitor of the senior S class walked in.
Yes, Natalie had managed to join the two classes through a coalition government.
Sylvester was accompanied by Robert Geiger who was a member of the most insignificant class label in Hamerton, Class R. Robert was the Minister of Dorm Affairs of Hamerton, who largely coordinated with the school administration.
“Good afternoon Miss President.” Sylvester greeted first.
“Good afternoon miss?” Robert added.
“Good afternoon. Please? Have a seat.” She said, waving to the wooden chairs in front of her desk.
They thanked and walked forward to occupy the seats.
“Sylvester, I think that you are well informed that Hamerton is receiving the auspicious visit of the House of Representatives.”
“Yes. I was going to let you know but,” Sylvester agreed and begun defending himself.
“There is no use hovering about that.” Natalie cut him short. “I just want you to tell me the schools which are visiting us and whatever agenda they are bringing.”
“Okay amh,” Sylvester said and excused himself to take out a notepad from his coat pocket.
Natalie also found a loose paper and pen on her desk, useful. “Go on.”
“Okay. There is Riktig Måte High school from Oslo, Norway. Oliver Geniuses institute, Scotland. Amh…” he paused having second thoughts about continuing.
“Spit it out, Sylvester. I already know.” Natalie said, trying to wear him off of his worries.
Sylvester nodded. “St. Ann Maurien from France. And,”
“Who is the leader of the delegate from France?” She asked, just to confirm Ivan’s words.
Sylvester glanced at her fearfully. “Paula Moure.”
Natalie sighed, looking away. “I don’t believe this.” She said.
“Miss President, she will not be able to harm you because security has improved in Hamerton.” Sylvester tried to comfort her.
She glanced at him. Though she tried to, she could not help but, get worried. The name Paula reminded her of how Ashleigh died awfully during the inter-school competitions in Berlin.
Remembering the white and stone dead body of Ashleigh, lying on a pool of blood, at the landing of their duplex home staircase, Natalie rose in anger. “I will talk to Madam Sue, I will call off the HOR meeting in Hamerton. Barely a year has gone by since we hosted the last meeting. Isn't it a turn of another school?” She argued desperately.
“It’s already late Miss President. I and your secretary were also battling to reschedule the meeting or perhaps, cancel it but, we could not. The HOR argument for not altering the venue of the meeting is that, Hamerton has a new governance which must be inaugurated in the HOR system.”
“You mean SOHOR?” Natalie asked, remembering the clause from one of the constitution books of governing Hamerton.
“Yes.” Sylvester agreed.
Natalie was silent.
“Miss President you are aware that the government of Hamerton is practically nullified without being recognized by SOHOR.” Sylvester reminded.
Natalie sighed and sat back. “Can’t we ban some individuals?” she asked. “Paula perhaps?”
“You do have power of the President.” Robert contributed for the first time after a while.
Natalie glanced at him and remain quiet, thinking of various possibilities.
“We can’t do anything yet. Until they arrive.” Sylvester said.
Natalie looked at him then, having made a decision, turned back to Robert. “Robert. What is the status of the dorms?”
“There are few rooms left, miss.”
“Please get me the accurate statistics and, immediately see if the rooms’ conditions are welcoming.” She ordered.
Robert nodded and rose. “With your permission.” He said and left.
She turned back to Sylvester. “Sylvester. I want to change the constitution.”
Sylvester furrowed his eyebrows in puzzlement. “What?”
“You said it. I am the President. I want to change the constitution. I want to remove Hamerton from the System of Organization of The House Of Representatives.”
“Miss Natalie, you know that if you do that, then Hamerton will not be able to enjoy the full benefits of the SOHOR. Including the; international competitions, festivals or… exchange group programs.”
“I do understand that, Sylvester but, I think that it is about time that Hamerton forms a new allegiance.”
“Miss President, Riktig Måte, Oliver Geniuses, Neumann Oberschule, St. Ann Maurien, Green Acres and the rest, are one of the top schools in Europe and America. If we withdraw from their organization, our school will go down drastically. The rank that Hamerton has earned and the position that the former President, Trevor Tommy managed to give it, will all come to nothing.” He recounted a bit angrily. “Please, do not make a decision that will cost Hamerton everything.”
Natalie took a few seconds to take his opinion into consideration but, she remained unpersuaded. The HOR were after all, the people who were going to destroy their school. If she could do something to keep them far away from Hamerton, then she would.
“Sylvester. If you give me some time and if we both cooperate then we can find other collaborators who are more powerful and prominent than the SOHOR member schools.” She said and gaining ideas, added. “I can come up with allies from America. Yes. I know a lot of schools starting from my former school in New York City. The Hamerton community will like to be part of a coordination with institutions from America.” She said and then added unprofessionally, “Everybody loves going to America.”
He shook his head. “It’s not possible. We can’t break the connection.”
Natalie leaned forward with her hands on the table. “We will.”
He frowned. “What will we tell the press? And Hamerton? How will they react?” he asked indignantly. “Miss Natalie, we can’t risk our necks to the public. They will lynch us.”
“Nobody is going to lynch anybody, Sylvester. Not if they know what the new allegiance will provide.” She assured him, straightening her back.
“Do you know the cost of detaching from SOHOR?”
“Tell me?”
“Everything.”
Natalie was silent. She did not understand the magnitude of his sentence and that was what made her worry.
“Miss Natalie, think about this.” He said. “I understand your fear of Miss Moure but, you can deal with her separately from the rest of the allegiance. Do not do anything that you will regret. I will tell you again, breaking the connection will cost Hamerton everything.”
She drew in a deep sigh and remained silent.
He rose. “Please allow me to prepare your speech of welcoming them.”
“Ivan is already working on that.” she replied, looking away.
“Okay.” He said and turned to leave.
“Wait?” She called.
He turned back to her. “Yes Miss President?”
“Doesn't the school Board of Directors have any say in this?”
“Hardly. The full power of governance is vested on you and the rest of the association.”
She nodded somberly and he left.


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HAMERTON Chapter 2 episode 3

HAMERTON 2

Thank you God for this opportunity.
Hallo new viewers and Happy and Peaceful elections Tanzania!

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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HAMERTON 2 Chapter 1- episode 9

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.

Previously on Hamerton; It happened that, Steven gave Natalie a gun, to use it in protecting Natalie and herself while he sacrificed himself to be known as the leader of SOHOT just in case Ingrid had to kill Nicky.

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Ingrid arrived at Natalie’s office later that day. After the brief moment at the park, the two had not talked much. Natalie was suddenly silent and rude to her.

They parted at the school gate. Natalie rushed back to her office and feeling offended, Ingrid retired to the dormitory.

After a while, Ingrid felt the need to address the issue and apart from that, there was a call for Natalie.

“Hello Ivan?” she greeted, walking to the secretary’s desk.

“Hi Ingrid.” He replied with a smile.

“Why are you still here? It’s late.”

He made a funny face, shrugging.

“Heey… there is something you’re cooking.”

He smiled, giving himself up. “I was hoping that after the ‘madam’ comes out, maybe we can have a drink.”

Ingrid grinned.

Just then the President’s door in front of them opened and Natalie appeared, looking very upset.

“Ivan!” she almost bawled. “Who came into my office while I was gone?”

Ivan drew his head back defensively. “I don’t think that anybody went in.”

“Are you sure?” Natalie asked reproachfully. “You did not let it out of your sight?”

“I only went for lunch at around 3.” Ivan replied.

Natalie frowned. “How could you leave while I was away?” she begun reprimanding him.

“Natalie!” Ingrid interrupted her. “What is wrong with you? Are you seriously going to reproach Ivan for going for lunch while you went out?”

Natalie twisted her head to face her. “My badge. It’s gone!”

Ingrid’s mouth dropped open with shock.

“But, you are wearing it.” Ivan said pointing at the blue badge on Natalie’s shirt pocket.

“No. It’s not this that I’m talking about.” Natalie said, sighing.

“Oh my God!” Ingrid exclaimed and walked to her at the office entrance.

Natalie let her in.

“But, did you look everywhere?” Ingrid asked throwing her glance around the room.

“Yes.” Natalie said and trod to her desk. She pulled a drawer on the front part of the desk. “It was right here. This is where I always put it.”

“So, who could have taken it?” Ingrid asked in obvious surprise.

Natalie turned to Ingrid, scowling at her.

“Why that look on your face?” Ingrid asked.

“You took it.” She claimed.

“What?” Ingrid asked with disbelief. She frowned at Natalie. “How can you say that? I was with you the whole time. Why would you think that I could steal something that could serve as a help to save the whole school?”

Natalie glared at her. “You are-” she begun before Ivan walked in.

“Miss President. You have a call.” He said.

She eyed Ingrid and turned to Ivan. “Who is it? Bring him on the line.” She said and rounded her desk to sit on her chair.

“I don’t think that I can make the connection from the dorm to here.” He said. His cheer was gone. Glancing at him, Ingrid thought that it was because of how Natalie treated him.

Natalie furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

“It’s your mother.” Ingrid said, tapping her foot to control her anger. She was very mad at Natalie for her awkward behavior.

Natalie took a moment and rose from her seat. “Okay.” She said to Ivan and turned to Ingrid.

“Before you say anything.” Ingrid said first. “I am going to help you find the badge.”

Natalie was still undecided about that but, she left anyway.

“Hallow?” Natalie called over the phone after receiving it from her matron. She drew to the exit of the room and took it. “Mom?”

“Hallow Natalie?” Mrs. Bradley sounded over the phone. “Are you doing okay?”

Natalie sighed. She was not any close to okay. “I’m great.” She lied.

“Nice to hear from you dear. I really miss you.”

Natalie managed a smile. She stared at the chocolate colored corridor wall opposite her. There was a lopsidedly set portrait. “I miss you too mom.”

“Thanks dear.”

“How’s the baby doing? Has he learned to walk?”

“Honey? He’s barely six months old.”

Natalie laughed a little. “Sorry. I was only teasing you.”

Mom sounded sighing. “Well, it’s a pity that neither you nor Nathan were here when Nathanael was brought into this world. He doesn't even know you.”

“He will get to know me. Tell him to be patient for just a few more months.” She said and added. “Tell me mom? How’s New York?”

“I couldn't say much. I hardly go out. But, honey? Tell me about you. You know that we haven’t talked in a while. And I honestly want to know what is going on in my daughter’s life.”

Natalie found a lying stool and raised it. She sat on it. “Your daughter has been very lonely mom.” She said sincerely. “With one of my friends gone and the other absent, I have been feeling very alone.”

“Really sweetie? A little bird told me that you had a boyfriend.”

Natalie chuckled. “Not just one.”

“What?” Mom asked in panic.

Natalie laughed. “C’mon mom, I’m just making fun of you. Seriously, I haven’t had a boyfriend ever since I became President. No time for that.”

“So you had one?”

Natalie was silent, judging her mother’s tone. “Amh… Why do you ask?”

“Natalie, I thought that we are supposed to talk about these things.” Mom said, whining.

“Mom. I didn't mean to keep anything from you. I just didn’t think that it was important to let you know.”

“I am your mother.”

Natalie was silent, out of words.

“Natalie?”

“Mom?”

“Is the guy a rich person? Did he take advantage of you?”

Natalie rose, rubbing the fingers of her free palm together. “Amh… By advantage you mean?”

“Did he sleep with you?”

Natalie widened her eyes. “No. no.” she denied defiantly and raised her tone. “Mom. Why are you asking me all these?”

“Oh. Thank God dear. You are safe. I should have known that, that boy was lying to me. I trust you my dear daughter.”

Natalie swallowed, narrowing her eyes. “Who is that boy mom?”

“Simon! Can you believe that he even told me that your boyfriend, maybe now an ex, came to America and shot his friend?” Mrs. Bradley asked and laughed to herself. “Who could believe that? You are sweet dear. You couldn't possibly socialize with criminals.”

Natalie’s face had folded in anger. “Mom? The only criminal here is Simon. I do not believe that he is back from his hiding either. If you knew what he did to me, you would never trust him again.”

“Oh I’m not going to trust him again. He drinks. How much I thank God that you are far from him. I get Goosebumps just imagining that you were close to him or something.”

Natalie’s mouth stayed shut. What her mom was imagining was a story for another time. 

“Do you lack anything dear? I am going back to the office on Monday. If you need anything, probably I could get you at the end of the following week or… if it’s urgent, I’ll see if your father can send you anything.”

“Mom, I’m fine. You need not worry.” Natalie assured her.

“Okay. But, if you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to call me. Don’t ask anything from a man dear. It’s not proper. I taught you that.”

I am going to get you, Simon for this. Natalie thought in anger and told her mom, “Yes mom. I remember that.”

“Okay. It’s good to hear that you are fine. I love you dear.”

“I love you too mom.”

“Good bye.”

“Wait. Mom?”

“Yes honey?”

Natalie strolled on the silent corridor looking down as she said. “You don’t have to work if you still can’t.”

“I’m alright.”

“What about the baby?”

“Greyson, Mrs. Grey’s grandson is here. He has his difficulties but, he can help.”

“Mom, do you honestly trust Grey with Nathaniel?” she asked. She obviously had no confidence on the boy in question.

“If I give him a good tip he could be good.”

“What happened to Mrs. Grey?”

“Natalie?” Mom called reprovingly. “The lady has been gone for over three months now. Why do you think that Grey is living here?”

Natalie gasped. “What? Mrs. Grey died? How?”

“Well, she was older than she looked. It was only age that killed her.”

Natalie sighed. “May her soul rest in peace. So, Grey is staying at our house?”

“Yes.”

“Oh… Okay but, if you don’t mind me asking, what happened to his mom? Isn't she going to live with him?”

“The girl has been going around the world on adventures. She doesn't care about her son. It’s just like she damped him to me.”

“Oh. I am so sorry mom and I feel sorry for Grey too.”

“So, you understand why I have to work? I have to support You, Grey and Nathanael.”

“But, dad is doing everything.”

“No doubt. I will at least, share the burden.”

Natalie sighed. “I just hope that one day, all of our troubles will end.”

“We are in no trouble compared to what other people are going through. Nathan tells me that where he works, there are people who live in poverty. The kids don’t have education and they wonder around, begging. He hopes that once he has succeeded, he could start our own fund to help the less privileged children in Africa.”

“That will be a good thing.” Natalie consented.

“Yes dear. So, don’t feel bad. Whenever you think that you are in need pray. Don’t ever think that you are alone. We are here to support you and more than that, there is God.”

Natalie smiled. “Thank you mom. I will always remember that.”

“You are welcome dear. Take care.”

“Kiss Nathaniel for me, will you please?”

“I surely will.” Mom said and hang up.

Natalie lowered the phone. What her mom told her about Simon confused her. He was back and he went straight to fill her mom with ideas. Ideas that were largely true.

But, he had no right to tell my mom anything. She defended herself.

She decided to set that aside and focus on the missing badge. 

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Hallow viewers.
I would like to share a short history of the story HAMERTON as we have just concluded the first part of it.
I started writing the story around November 2011 when I graduated from Junior High school. I was at home on a long vacation and I missed being in school, a lot.
Tight class schedules and timetables had already tied me from writing for two whole years and the holidays served me as the right time to write again.
I finished the first part and discarded the original second part due to reasons that I can't explain today. I had to write another second part and I did.
I finished the whole story on 1st January 2012 and thereafter wrote many stories. With 2 and 3 quire counter books, I filled my shelf of books.
Today I have modified Hamerton to suit a whole range of new ideas and concepts.
I hope that you enjoy the story Hamerton and kindly, stay tuned for more to come in Hamerton Part 2 and other stories.

With lots of love;
Princess William.
Thank you.

Chapter 14 -episode 16

             HAMERTON

Hallow new readers & Happy new month to you all!
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; 

Natalie and Ingrid have gone to Erin's favorite message to check out the message. There they discover a blue print of the President's badge and they also learn about a chip that they have to recover to make the badge work. 

Unexpectedly, Nicky enters the room showing to have seen 'the whole thing' and Ingrid is also holding a gun against Natalie. 

Continue;

“Nice job Ingrid.” Nicky went on, scaring Natalie. “And you, Natalie. I got to Erin’s text but, I did not understand anything. So, we are both stuck at the watch.”

Natalie gulped. “You are the one who broke into this bathroom and stashed the toilet.” She reckoned.

“Right.” Nicky agreed.

Natalie turned to Ingrid. “You… you are on her side all this while? What did you do Trevor? Tell me, is he dead?” she shouted.

Ingrid stared at her gruesomely with Nicky getting the chance of responding before she did.

“Aaw, enough with the sentimentality.” Nicky interrupted. “Tell me. What do you know about the watch?” she demanded.

“I don’t know, anything!” Natalie said, gritting her teeth with anger. “Even if I did, I would never tell you anything.”

At this, Nicky hit her with the end of the gun that got Natalie clinging to the bathroom wall.

She let out a shriek.

“Stupid!” Nicky shouted.

“Nicky… don’t. She doesn't know anything.” Ingrid interrupted, stepping in front of Natalie.

Nicky glared at Ingrid. “She spent a lot of time with Trevor. … Yeah. He must know something.”

“Aargh!” Natalie shouted and drew from the wall to attack Nicky. “Don’t you dare harm Trevor!” She warned, running after Nicky.

She pushed Ingrid aside and grabbed Nicky’s hair, pulling it.

“Natalie, Natalie, stop! She’s going to hurt you!” Ingrid cried.

“Let go of me, you fool!” Nicky shouted.

Pa!

She missed a shot.

Natalie gasped when that happened.

Ingrid screamed.

Natalie drew back, panting.

Nicky could most eat Natalie with her eyes, pointing the gun at her. “I swear I’m going to kill you Bradley!” she bawled in rage.

Nicky revolved the gun and almost pressed the trigger before another shot escaped from a gun and she dropped on the floor, dead. 

 who shot who? find out with us in the next episode of Hamerton...

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Chapter 14- episode 15

              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;

The day before yesterday.

“Hello?”

“Hi.”

“Natalie, right?”

“Yes. Amh, Trevor?”

There was a short laugh. “No, no dear. I wish that I could hear from him as well. It’s Kenneth.”

“Oh… Hi.”

“I have been trying to reach my brother. Have you gotten hold of him lately?”

“No Kenneth. His cellphone’s not picking up.”

“Mmh. Okay. How about his girlfriends? Ingrid, Erin?”

“I talked to Ingrid earlier. She told me that he was resting.”

“That’s great. Are you going back to Hamerton?”

“Yeah, yeah. I am.” She replied excitedly.

“Great. Tell me what you know about Erin.”

“Well… she’s Trevor and Ingrid’s friend. Mine too.” Natalie said and paused.

“What’s her connection to the sect in your school?”

Natalie took some time, thinking. “I can say deep but, she’s on our side.”

“What about the president’s badge?”

“Are you asking what I know about it?”

“Yes please.”

“Well… as I was told, it can decode the bomb that the sect are going to explode in Hamerton.”

“Anyone gave you the combination?”

Natalie furrowed her eyebrows. “No. Is there’s supposed to be a combination?”

“Yes.” Kenneth said and paused. “Listen, if you get hold of my brother, request him to send me the Tick-Tock.”

“Tick tock?”

“Yeah. He’ll understand.”

“Wait amh…” Natalie asked for some time to resolve. She drew in a deep breath. “Does that by any chance mean Trevor’s wrist watch?”

“Yea. The one my mom gave me before she died. Trevor has already told you about it right?”

Natalie gulped.

Wait… what????

“So, Trevor’s diamond wrist watch… it’s yours. You gave it to him?” she asked.

“Not exactly gave him but, my mom gave it to me. C’mon Natalie, I don’t have to narrate to you the history. Just, request Trevor to send it to me.”

“Wait… amh, Trevor doesn't have your wrist watch.”

“Don’t tell me he lost it. It’s my heirloom. We don’t usually share things and I didn't give it to him willingly.” He paused, getting sentimental. “Well, he was going to the operating room then and I let him have it. That’s all. The kid kept it since then.”

Natalie was silent, still worried.

“Okay. Just tell him to send it to me. I have my own combinations there that might match your badge. Goodbye.”

Natalie was silent.

Today

Flashes of various and similar incidents came to her mind. She turned to Natalie. “Let’s go to the bathroom.”

Natalie rose. “Okay. Where do you keep your tissue?”

“No. Not that. If it is occurring to me well, Erin was quite fond of one particular bathtub in our bathing hall.”

“Oh… yeah!” Natalie said, just realizing it.

Ingrid took her hand and strode with her to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

The hall was large and white-tiled. There were at least 20 cubicles on each side which had built-in toilets and showers. An empty space remained at the center that the girls usually used to shower if all the bathroom cubicles were filled.

The floor was wet when the girls entered. The sound of an open shower filled the hall.

“One,” Ingrid began, taking her right hand direction across the bathroom hall.

Natalie escorted her, counting the bathrooms.

“Two, three.” Ingrid called and stopped at one cubicle with a loosely closed door.

The sound of the opened shower came from this cube.

Natalie looked down. She stepped on a larger paddle of water here.

Ingrid pushed the door open softly to reveal Erin’s favorite bathing cubicle in its destroyed form.

The toilet tank was broken and the over flow tube let out water in a violent turbulence.

“What happened here?” Natalie asked carelessly. 

Ingrid looked around searching for the possible answer. She spotted a folded piece of paper lying on the water paddle beside the toilet sink.

She walked forward to pick it up. “I have a lot of reason to believe that, someone else was here before us.”

Natalie glanced at her and the paper that Ingrid was holding. “What is that?”

“Let me read it.” Ingrid said after unfolding the paper. She begun and as she went on, tears tingled her eyes. “I wrote this as I intended to talk with Morningstar, I expected that I would not survive and so… I am not.” She paused, sighing deeply.

Natalie covered her mouth, gasping and releasing her own tears.

Ingrid swallowed and went on. “I hope that you are Ingrid or Natalie or both of you.” she smiled a little at that. It was both of them. “Turn the other page.” Ingrid furrowed her eyebrows and did so.

The other page had the ink spattered because of the water.

Natalie paid attention, waiting.

“I don’t understand.” Ingrid confessed, spreading the paper in the air. “It’s some kind of blue print but, highly distorted because of getting wet.” She narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing it. Natalie had joined her hands anxiously. “Wait… wait. I know these. They are boxes but, these boxes… they stand for something.” She said and hurriedly took out the President’s badge. She took Natalie’s hand and placed the badge in her palm. “Open it. It has a loose end somewhere.”

Natalie looked at it. She tried cracking it with her nails. “What do the codes as you say, mean?” she managed to pull the lid out of the back of the badge.

It looked like the inside of a digital watch.

Ingrid traced the boxes on the print. “There are pack of resistors and, and min-capacitors… right?” she said and lowered the print to hear Natalie’s response.

“Yeah.” Natalie replied. “Is this supposed to be a device to decode a bomb?”

“Yes.” Ingrid replied and took up the paper again. “There are words here… amh,” she squinted her eyes. “Fill the gap.”

Natalie glanced at her. “What gap?”

Ingrid strode forward to Natalie, looking at the badge. “Check for any gap.”

Natalie did.

“Wait, this does look like a watch.” Ingrid said, just realizing it.

Natalie blinked quickly, staring at the atmosphere, Kenneth did mention a connection between Trevor’s watch and the President’s badge.

“There.” Ingrid said, placing her fingertip on an empty space between red wiring.

Natalie looked at the badge again. “Yeah. I see it.” She dismissed the thought of Kenneth in her mind for another time.

Ingrid drew back and raised the blueprint in front of herself. “It goes on here… Fill the gap with the chip, amh…” she narrowed her eyes. “OMG this sheet is all messed up.”

“The water ey?”

“Yeah. Amh… fill the gap with the chip…. In the… watch?” she read and ended up in a queer.

Natalie’s eyes glowed with an enlightening. That must have been Trevor’s watch!

“Watch?”

Natalie almost jumped back with a new voice that came behind her, asking.

She spanned around quickly to incur Nicky’s sight.

She had made her way unnoticed as the girls were focused on Erin’s message and distracted by the leaking toilet tank.

Nicky held a barrel gun, tapping it on her palm.

Natalie stared at her dreadfully. Fear traveled in her blood.

“I was kinda expecting, calculator or… I dunno. But, a watch?” Nicky went on.

Natalie turned to Ingrid but, she was also holding a gun and pointing it at her.

Natalie’s eyes widened with shock. What?

Who was Ingrid pointing the gun at? stay tuned to find out.....

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