I have become so used to talking in French, it is hard to speak English. Sometimes when my teacher calls on me, I talk in French by accident and they always look confused. I always want to get through all my classes so I can walk and talk with Laf, Alex, Herc, and John. School has become home, and home has become torture. My father is good and so are my sisters, though they tease me about Laf, they are better company then my mother. My mother hates me and so, when I need comforting, I slip out my bedroom window to see Laf. He is my savior, and my crush. I will admit it.
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The forgotten Schuyler sister
FanfictionA story about about Peggy, the forgotten sister. Angelica, Eliza, AND PEGGY. THE FORGOTTEN SISTER. sorry I am obsessed with Hamilton... NOT HISTORICALLY ACCURATE! IF YOU WANT A QUALITY FANFIC, THEN GO READ SOMETHING ELSE.
