Hey guys, thanks for the reviews, I'm so glad that people are enjoying the story. Now I know that Fitz seems extremely harsh but I promise we will address all of that in the next few chapters. So I know the last chapter wasn't the most exciting but I promise there will be lots of drama in the next few chapters. You'll see why at the end of the chapter. So I finally really have direction in this story and that makes me happy. Hope you all enjoy and please please, please, review, I really love reading the reviews. Just to note, this all takes place in the present right after Jerry leaves the white house.
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Soon Jerry was back in the car heading from the airport back to school. He stared out the window at the falling New Hampshire leaves. He loved Fall, it by far his favorite season. Fall meant beautiful foliage and the start of the lacrosse season. It also meant 2 years until collage. Jerry couldn't wait until collage. It wasn't that he was excited about living away from home, he had done that for 9 years, but because when he went to collage he was finally free. The June before he started collage he would turn 18 which would be true freedom. He would get to shed his pesky detail and would never have to go back to the Whitehouse. He smirked t the idea. Soon they stopped at the huge wrought iron gate that separated Dayston from the world.
Nestled in the White Mountains Dayston was the essence of privilege. Everyone who went there was rich and famous. They were the children of congressmen, senators, diplomats and businessmen. In order to even be considered for the school you need to come from a family that had upwards of 5 million dollars in the bank. This excess wealth and constant contributions of wealthy benefactors helped the school be catapulted to best in the country. It wasn't only known for its academics though. It was also known for its sports, picturesque campus, and successful alum. It was so good that over 75% of the graduates went on to the Ivy League. It was also the only boarding school in the country that started at 8 years old. This had been great for Fitz who wanted Jerry far far away from California. Jerry had hated the school at first but had come to tolerate it. When he had first been told that he was going to boarding school he had expected something straight out of harry potter. Part of it was similar including the quaint little town and gorgeous campus. Most of It was different though. It wasn't just like an unlimited sleepover instead it was like a prison. This was especially true for Jerry who stayed at school all year even over thanksgiving and Christmas. He used to hate it but now he would rather be here than anywhere else, especially the white house.
Soon they pulled up at the front circle. Climbing out of the car Jerry headed down the cobblestone sidewalks past the quad towards his dorm. Jerry walked into the lobby of the dorm smiling at Morris the security guard. Jerry walked through the common room with its roaring fire, beanbag chairs and 200 inch flat screen the common room was where Jerry would go for hours during the day. He headed to the far side stopping to talk to people along the way. That was the thing about a school as exclusive as Dayston, the grade was so small that everybody knew everybody else. He got into the elevator and headed to the 5th floor. When he got out of the elevator he walked down the hallway towards his room. He passed the room belonging to his girlfriend, he was about to knock when he realized that she was probably at field hockey practice. He headed to his room where his roommate and best friend Henry was sitting on his bed.
Henry was tall with blond hair and green eyes. He and Jerry had been best friends since they had started rooming together 8 years ago. They had both started at age 8. Both Terrified and abandoned they clung to each other to try to survive in such a lonely insular environment. Everyone at Dayston was lonely, everyone was just a rich child castaway by parents who never bothered to raise them. You would never know this by the perfect façade that these children wore, they all knew how to hide their emotions, Jerry better than anyone. He was great at hiding his emotions, the side of him that he presented to people was only one piece of his very complicated puzzle. You see jerry didn't like to let people in, sure he was friends with everyone but he wasn't close to anyone except for Henry he Henry was the only person that Jerry could show his true emotions to. As roommates they had spent lots of long nights up together and finally after years they had felt comfortable enough to show their true emotions. Jerry would talk about his mother and Father and the pain he felt over his mother's death. Henry would talk about his parents failed marriage and his older brothers drug addiction. Together they would get through the good times and the bad times like the time Henry walked in on his dad and his secretary. They were so close that Henry was like the brother Jerry never had.
"Hey, how was hell?" Henry asked
"The usual" Jerry mumbled
"Okay dude no 2 word answers are allowed here, tell me how it really was" Henry pried
"Well it was okay I mean minus the fighting but … he had all these photos of him and his kids and it just hurts so badly thinking about him playing with them considering he wouldn't even look at me when I was little."
"Yeah … that sucks man, I get it, it's hard to see your family just shun you like that but you don't need them to be happy" Henry said giving him a pat on the back
"Thanks man … don't know what I would do without you"
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2 weeks later:
It was around 10 pm and Jerry and Henry were already fast asleep. They had collapsed in the room after a grueling day of lacrosse practice. Their coach was getting them ready for the big regionals game next week by pushing the boys harder than they had ever been pushed. Jerry was so tired that he could barely process what was going on when Will entered his room and woke him.
"Jerry you gotta wake up, your father just got shot"
