University {Dear Chill Heathers - Hamilton}

Chapter 6

(Alex's POV)

Finally, it was the day of the big debate! I was in my dorm getting together my materials, and also giving some chicken noodle soup to John. He was sick and taking the day off, so whenever Connor, Evan, or I weren't in class we came back and took care of him

"Okay, go sweetheart, but make sure to kick Jefferson's butt!" John said hoarsely to me. He gave me a quick kiss and took the soup.

"No, you've infected me!'' I squeal and wipe my lips off.

"Bwahaha! Now you are sick with the incurable cold!"

"No, how could you, I-I loved y-" I feigned my death and collapsed on the floor.

"Okay, that one was pretty good, Christine would be jealous of how perfect your acting skills are."

"Thank you, thank you. So long, I'll text you when I beat Jefferson!"

We waved goodbye to each other then I walked off to class. I waved to the few people I knew that I saw in the hallway, and finally arrived in class.

"Hey George, how's it going?" I ask while taking a seat next to him.

"Ugh, I'm not even sure. I mean after King cheated on me I don't know what to do, I mean he apologized but I had to break it off with him. He just keeps telling that I'll be back, and that makes me want him even less. But enough about me, are you ready for the debate?"

"Oh yes, I've got plenty of material prepared, and if all else fail, there's always the alternate option of blackmail."

"Ooh, yes, I really hope it comes to that, I want to see what you've got!"

"Alright students, are you ready for today's debate," the teacher said as she walked in. "Alex and Thomas, please come up and put your materials onto your podiums, I'll choose the judge of the debate." She stuck her hand into a plastic bag with papers as I laid out my notecards. "And the judge will be... George, c'mon up to the front!"

"The issue on the table, Mr. Hamilton's arguments for the plan to assume states' debts and establish a national bank, Mr. Jefferson, you have the floor bro," George said.

"'Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.' We fought for these ideals; we shouldn't settle for less. These are wise words, enterprising men quote 'em. Don't act surprised, you guys, cuz Daveed wrote 'em. Oh, and Hamilton forgets, his plan would have the government assume state's debts. Now, place your bets as to who that benefits: the very position in which Hamilton is."

"Not true!" I retort.

"Ooh, if the shoe fits, wear it, if New York's in debt, why should Virginia bear it? Uh! Their debts are paid, I'm afraid don't tax the South cuz they got it made in the shade. In Virginia, they plant seeds in the ground, they create. You just wanna move their money around. This financial plan is an outrageous demand and it's too many damn pages for any man to understand! Stand with me in the land of the free, and pray to God we never see Hamilton's declaration be. Look, when Britain taxed their tea, they got frisky, Imagine what gon' happen when you try to tax their whisky!"

"Thank you, Mr. Jefferson, Mr. Hamilton, you have the floor bro," Washington said to me and winked.

"Thomas, that was a real nice opposition, but welcome to debate, we're making a real decision. Would you like to join us, or stay mellow doin' whatever the hell it is you do in Monticello? If they assume the debts, the union gets a new line of credit, a financial diuretic. How do you not get it? If they're aggressive and competitive, the union gets a boost, you'd rather give it a sedative? A civics lesson from a slaver: hey faker, your debts are paid cuz you don't pay for labor
'We plant seeds in the South. We create.' Yeah, keep ranting, we know who's really doing the planting. And another thing, Mr. Age of Enlightenment, don't lecture them about the war, you didn't fight in it. You think they'd be frightened of you, man? They almost died in the trench, while you were off getting high with the French. Thomas Jefferson, always hesitant with you Washington. Reticent—there isn't a plan he doesn't jettison. Madison, you're mad as a hatter, son, take your medicine. Damn, you're in worse shape than the national debt is in, sittin' there useless as two shits. Hey, turn around, bend over, I'll show you where my shoe fits!"

Everyone starts clapping and George is looking back and forth between us, about to announce the winner. "And I am on Alex's side of this debate, but both of you did awesome!"