Chapter 1~Ever So Dramatically

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I love that meme, it also explains Alex and Johns first impressions pretty well.

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Alex's POV:

"Aaaaand...Here we are!" The all-too-friendly taxi driver said,  "Say, you're quiet the grab! I'll give you this ride free of charge, but I'd like to snatch that phone number from you so we could talk some more. What do you say?"

 I cringed. The taxi driver was indeed pretty, dark roots, with Beach-Blonde hair flowing from them. Tan skin and hazel eyes. But she was definitely not my type, and seemed to be about 26. compared to my mere 19. "Oh-uhm thank you for the offer miss but you're not really my type..." I say while handing her a ten-dollar bill.  She takes the bill and looks at me confused, "Well why not?" I hesitate knowing the most common response to what I was about to say. "I'm gay, miss. sor-"

But before I could finish that sentence she unlocked the doors, "Get out! And keep your money too, you F*g!" She rolled down the window and threw the ten out of it. I bent down to grab it but by the time I was standing up again she had driven off. 

So there I was, standing in front of the famed King's College, looking like a fool, having just been thrown out of a taxi. I had little luggage; An old, ratted backpack, and a duffle-bag in the same condition. Even I felt bad for those who witnessed the scene. 

I stood there, frozen for a moment, but I can't just stand in front of the college and expect to get a degree, so I walked in.

~~~~~ Time Skip brought to you by writing like you're running out of time~~~~~

"Name?"

"Alexander Hamilton."

"Okay sir let me type that in..." The receptionist spun around on her chair as she waited for something to print, while simultaneously grabbed the key to a tan, metal file. She unlocked the file and quickly scanned it, until she pulled out a paper packet and a key-I'm assuming a dorm key-and held them in her right hand. She then proceeded to spin her chair around again and face the printer, grabbing whatever it was that was printing, to place it on top of the packet, and the key on top of both. Finally, she spun the chair around once more, facing me, to be able to hand me all this stuff.

"Alright Mr. Hamilton, here is everything you will need. Stapled in that packet, you should find a list of all your teachers, what class they teach, and what room their class is in, as well as their E-mail. Their should  be a letter from the principle, explaining rules, expectations, and all that jazz, as well as a paper with your classes and their times."

 I nod, and she continues. "This sheet I printed off for you here has a map of the school, with your dorm and classes highlighted, and this key right here is your dorm key." She says quickly yet meaningfully, and you can tell that she has had that whole routine memorized from having to do it so much. "Welcome to Kings, Mr. Hamilton."

I reply with a short "Thank you, have a nice day," grab my stuff, and get on my way to my dorm. I find the boys dormitory building, and pull out the sheet she handed me with my dorm number on it. '76 B' I read. 

I walk through the hall, scanning the dorm numbers, '74 A&B'...'75A&B'...there, '76A&B' I Grab my key and unlock the door to see a plainly-decorated living room and kitchen. on the left wall a door with a plaque next to it reading 'Room 76 B' and another door the one on the right, 'Room 76 A'. I found a bathroom on the back wall by the kitchen, small, yet big enough for a few college students. The kitchen was beige, and boring, so was the living room. It had a nice TV though.  

I walked back through the kitchen and living room, and into Room 76 B to find the right side of the room decorated. The room was nice, two full sized beds, along with two closets on the walls closest to them. On the back wall, two desks big enough for a laptop and a few books.

My roommate must have dropped by... 

I throw my bags down on my bed, ever so dramatically, to get my half of the room situated. 

~~~~~Time Skip brought to you by "eLIZAAA-Iputmyselfbackinthenarrative"~~~~~

By the time I had put my stuff away I hear the main dorm door open and a few people walk in, laughing and talking. One if them says: "Alright guys I'm going to my room, Take out sound good for dinner?" I hear a deep, excited "Hell ya!" and a very thick, French "Of course, Mon ami." reply. I begin to hear a pair of footsteps come closer and closer to the door, while my heart beats faster and faster, "Alright you guys know my order, would you mind calling-" the voice opens the door, and stops when they see me. 

I turn to face a tall, (almost a head taller than me) man standing before me. He had the curliest, softest-looking brown hair, and beautiful, rich, hazel eyes. I could get lost in them. His face was covered in freckles, and his nose scrunched as he smiled. It was-breathtaking per say. I didn't even realize I was staring until- 

"O-oh! Uhm you must be my roomate! My name is John-John Laurens, Nice to meet you! and you are...?"

"Uhh yeah my name is Alexander Hamilton, the pleasure is all mine, and please call me Alex." I could feel my cheeks heat up to a soft shade of pink, as did his. 

an awkward silence fell between us as we studied each others' faces. 

"W-well, let me introduce you to the others, and we are ordering takeout so let us know what you want. Also, we should hang out and get to know each other a bit better tonight." John says, seeming very excited, which made me smile.

"I'd Love to." I reply.

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YALL I can't but hi, I'm the author, pleased to meet ya. 

sorry for the very boring introduction chapter, I assure the the others will be better.

also sorry for the cringe :>>

~Mika

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