You rushed across the courtyard, struggling in the strong winds. You fussed with your papers, trying to keep them safe from the vicious rain. You finally made it inside the door, when the bell rang. Already, you were going to be late on your first day of private school. When running down the hall, you spot your class. The door opens without fault, and you slide into your desk. The teacher glares at you and some other students that are drenched. You rung out your clothes, then took out your papers, awaiting instructions. "As I was saying, when I was SO RUDELY interrupted." He says shooting daggers at you. "Turn to page 5." As he wrote the instructions, you turned to page five. Someone's hand shot up as fast as it possibly could. "Yes?" The teacher says.
"Are vee learning about ze revolutionary war, Professor Lee?" The student said with a very thick French accent.
"Precisely, Mr. Lafayette." Professor Lee said as he wrote on the chalkboard. You were excited, the revolutionary war was something you knew very well. You could tell "Lafayette" was excited as well. You shared glances with Lafayette, but quickly looked away. Your cheeks felt hot. A voice in your head is saying "wow. a crush on the first day. congrats (y/n)." You turn back to reading, but you kept looking at him. You tell the voice back, "it's not a crush! he's just.... cute." "it's a crush" "shh!" You cringe, causing a shiver to run down your spine.
After class, you look down. Not wanting to bump into Lafayette, or anyone for that matter. Your wish wasn't granted and you bumped into Lafayette. "Whoops, sorry.." you say, not realizing who it is. "It's perfectly fine, Mon beau." He says, smiling. You turn red, realizing who it is. You smile back, and keep walking. Welcome to private school, (y/n)!
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Hamilton x reader Short Stories
FanfictionJust a bunch of short stories. :) Also, every piece of artwork in this story belongs to it's rightful owner, unless I've drawn it. Which probably won't happen. Wow, this blew up. Thanks ❤️
