War of College | Hamilton Reckless Au

The next week| the mistake

The next week they all start getting into the swing of things and Hamilton get used to not living on the streets. Hamilton and John don't have food in out dorm yet because Hamilton, knowing very well he can't help pay, keep stalling Publix shopping.

It's now the Monday of the 2nd week of school

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Hamilton's Pov

I wake up to a painful growl in my stomach, I'm too tired to deal with life today. I lay down for a few more minutes
but then I force myself up and go to the living room, I yawn and look for Laurens and realizes he isn't there. I see a note that read "went to steal food from Burr Lmoa, I'm bringing back some for you" I chuckle but then realize that I need head to class early. I pack my bookbag and go to class.
~Time skip to after class~
I walk over to Washington's Office. "Hey sir, I have a question on our work."
I say as I look down at my paper.
He responds with his usual "hey son"

This teacher I've grown quite a liking to, his name is Washington. He likes calling me son but I don't know why, it's not like I'm his biological son....
If I was he would've already left, I don't know why he's still here..
As I think about that I tense up. He looks at me and tilts head in question, but doesn't say anything other than "okay" I ask my question and as he's responding I start feeling dizzy and worse.
He notices and decides to asks "are you okay?"
I nod weakly. He glares at me suspiciously. "Alexander are you sick?" He asks sternly.
"I'm not sick!" I smile weakly.
He stares at me not buying it. "okay Im just going to go thank you sir" I say quickly while I run out.

My eyes forget to focus ahead and I run into a tall man. I fall over and looks up at him He looks.....familiar..? Is that Jefferson?? He seems different. I say quickly "I'm so sorry"
He's quiet for a bit, he looked like as if he was contemplating something..
"Watch where you're going, orphaned rat!" He burst out. What?? Wasn't he nice? That's how I remembered him. I look at him as if I saw a ghost. "What?!" He says harshly. I look at him and said "Who is this? I thought this was Jefferson."
He pauses for a second "This is Jefferson." He says less harshly.
He looks over at a guy watching. Then he suddenly starts to insult me.
"What a people pleaser" I say while snickering. He gets really angry. He yells

"Keep talking....someday you'll say something intelligent." I say without thinking. I look at him smirking. His face boils red in anger and he grabs my shirt-collar and brings me close to his face. "Say that again I dare you!!!!" He yells at my face. So I repeat myself but slower, "Keep.....talking........someday....you'll...say....something.....intelligent"
The next thing I knew, he punched me and kicks me in the stomach. "Watch your mouth you Whore so-" I punch him and he flinches a little but not much. He looks so mad, it's hilarious. He grabs me and throws me and I slam against the wall and fall on the floor. My vision is blurring, I'm so tired, I want to sleep.. my eyes are feeling heavy. But I have to finish this fight I motivated myself to get up, knowing I have only a little more strength left I stand up and cough a little and think about what I can do. I go up to him and he starts running to me, once he gets to me and without thinking I do a over the shoulder body slam on him. He slams on the floor. I run with the little energy I had. I go to the closest room I can find, I run in the office and I see a blurry bald tall guy, he seemed to look up to see what was happening."Washington-..?" I ask before everything turns dark.