(Alex POV)
September 1st
1989
Dear journal,
I believe I am a good person. You know, I think that there is good in everyone! But here we are! First day of senior year! And I look around at these kids I've know all my life and I ask myself....what happened?
A kid was being pushed and called a freak, a girl who was kissing a boy in the hallway was called a slut, a kid who was just standing there got called a burnout, and some other things that I won't bother to mention.
We used to be little and sweet. We made art and played tag. But I still heard the sound of kids picking on other kids. We took naps, laughed, baked, and ate things that we probably shouldn't have. More rude names for kids were being used. I couldn't seem to block it out. But now we are older and know better, it's like when the Huns invaded Rome. "Ugh!" "Oh sorry!" I had bumped into someone. Welcome to my school, this isn't an ordinary high school, this is the the Thunder Dome. I hold my breath and count the days, we're graduating soon! College will be paradise if I'm not dead by June! I sigh. But I know life can be beautiful, I pray for a better way. We changed back then, right? We could change again! We can be beautiful. "Ow!" Just maybe not today. "Hey are you ok?" "Get away, nerd!" "Oh...ok." I then heard some people calling other people gay. It kind of offends me since I'm bisexual. I wouldn't tell a soul though. Things will get better as soon as my letter comes from Princeton. Away from this coma, I'll take my diploma, and then I can blow this town. I dream of ivy covered walls and smokey French cafés. I sometimes have to fight the urge to set the school on fire. "Oooopppssss." Hercules Mulligan. 3rd year as linebacker and 8th year of smacking lunch trays, and being a huge dick! "What did you say to me, douche?" Did I say that out loud? Oops. "Oh! Nothing!" Life CAN be beautiful! I know it! I pray and pray and PRAY, for a better way! We were kind before! We can be kind once more! We can be beautiful. "AH! Oh-hey Laf!" "Hey!" He smiled. Marquis de Lafayette. My best friend since diapers! "Are we on for movie night still?" "Yeah, you're on Jiffy Pop detail!" "I rented 'The Princess Bride.'" "Oh, again? Don't you have it memorized by now?" "What can I say I'm a sucker for a happy ending!" He smiled until his lunch tray got smacked. "Haha! Nerd alert!" Charles Lee, he is the SMARTEST guy on the football team. Which is kind of like being the tallest dwarf. "Hey! Pick that up right now!!" I screamed at him. You can mess with me, but if you mess with my friends, I'll rip your eyes out. "I'm sorry, are you actually talking to me?" He said hovering over me. "Yes I am, I want to know what gives you right to pick on my friend! You're a high school has-been waiting to happen! A future gas station attendant!" He put his index finger in the middle of my eyebrows. "You have a zit right there." The room erupted with laughter and I just sat back down next to Lafayette.
Dear journal,
Why?
Why do they hate me?
Why don't I fight back?
Why do I act like such a creep?
Why?
Why won't he date me?
Why did I hit him?
Why do I cry myself to sleep?
Why?
Somebody hug me!
Somebody fix me!
Somebody save me!
Send me a sign God!
Hand me a cold beer!
Something to live for!
Everyone looked in the direction of the entrance doors. In walked Jefferson, Madison, and Burr. The Democratic-Republicans.
James Madison, head cheerleader, his dad is loaded! He sells engagement rings.
Aaron Burr, runs the yearbook, no discernible personality, but he got plastic surgery.
And Thomas Jefferson, the almighty.
He is a mythic bitch.
Everyone was whispering things to each other. One girl said, "I'd like to be their girlfriend!" Another kid said, "If I sat at their table girls would notice me!" Lafayette said, "I'd like them to be a little nicer." I replied. "That would be beautiful, Laf, it really would." Another kid was being creepy and said he would like to kidnap a Democratic-Republican and photograph him naked in an abandoned warehouse. Creepy. The bell rang and everyone ran to their classes. I was walking when I heard Jefferson, Madison, and Burr in the bathroom. "Grow up Burr! Bulimia is so 87'!" A teacher then walked in so I ducked behind a trash can. It was Mr. Washington. "Ah! Thomas and James!" He then heard Burr throw up again. "Aaaand Aaron. Perhaps you didn't hear the bell over all the vomiting! You're late for class!" He said to them in an annoyed manner. "Aaron wasn't feeling well! We're helping him!" Jefferson snapped back. "Not without a hall pass your not! Weeks detention!!" I quickly wrote down a forged hall pass. "Wait! Mr. Washington! We're actually all out on a hall pass! Yearbook committee..." he looked it over quickly. "I see you're all listed...fine! Hurry up and get where you're going!" He handed the paper back. He then walked out of the bathroom. Thomas quickly snatched the paper from my hand. "This is an excellent forgery! Who are you?" He asked curiously. "Uh, Alexander! Hamilton. I crave a boon!" I said nervously. "What boon?" He said leaning in slightly. "Um, let me sit at your table, at lunch, just this once! If people think that you guys tolerate me then they'll leave me alone!" They just laughed at me. "Before you answer I also do report cards, permission slips, and absence notes!" I said trying to convince them. "What about prescriptions?" "Shut up Burr!" "Sorry Jefferson!" He said apologizing profusely. "You know...for a greasy little nobody...you do have good bone structure." He said touching my jawline. I was more nervous than ever. Madison chimed in, "And a symmetrical face! If I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull I'd have matching halves. That's very important." He said with a soft voice. "Of course you could stand to lose a few pounds." Burr said looking at me up and down. "And you know, this could be beautiful! Foundation to fix your zit problem, nicer clothes, and we're on our way! Get this guy a vest! And Burr I need your hairspray! Let's make him beautiful!" Jefferson said, ordering around the others. We went back into the hallway after a 30 minute make-over.
"Outta my way geek!"
"I don't want trouble!"
"You're gonna die at 3:00pm!"
"Don't you dare touch me!!! Get away pervert!!"
"What did I ever do to them?"
Who could survive this?
I can't escape this!
I think I'm dying!!
"Who's that with the Demo-Republicans?!"
Jefferson, Madison, and Burr all walked out in a line, and I was close behind.
I heard whispers.
"Jefferson, Madison, Burr, and someone!" A boy whispered.
"Jefferson, Madison, Burr, and a hottie!" Two girls whispered.
"Jefferson, Madison, Burr-" three kids whispered.
"Alexander?!" Lafayette yelled in my direction, confused.
"Alexander!"
"Alexander!"
"Alexander!"
Everyone started chanting my name. Two girls wrapped themselves around my arms and giggled to each other.
And you know, life can be beautiful. You hope and dream and pray! And you get your way!! Ask me how it feels! Looking like hell on wheels. But my god it's beautiful! I might be beautiful! And when your beautiful...
"It's a beautiful fricken day!" I said to my self and the girls just laughed and stayed where they were.
It's a beautiful fricken day. ☺️
