Hamilton College AU

Eliza what did you do!?

Hey. Warning: gay slang (like inappropriate shite)

(Johns pov)

Ew. It's the first day of school. I don't want to get out of bed. I'm snuggling with Alex and he's so soft and warm and I think I love him. I sure hope so. I hop out of my bed and get dressed into a loose t and sweat pants, not necessarily clothed but more appropriate than under wear. I go to the kitchen and see laf making pancakes at the stove.

"Morning mon ami!" Laf squeals, flipping a fluffy pancake.

"Hey baby where's the cat food?" A half asleep Hercules mumbles, while holding a tiny kitten.

"Oh it's in our closet mom amour," laf states.

Herc turns around and went back into their room. I lean on the counter, watching laf cook as a disheveled looking Alex walks down the hall and into my arms.

"Hey babe what's wrong?" I ask lex, rubbing circles into his back.

"I feel like shit," lex sighs into my chest.

"It's ok baby. Why?" I ask lex.

"I have a migraine," he groans.

I pull away and grab lex some aspirin. He thanks me and then we set off to class. I have biology, while Alex had law and debate. We strut our stuff down the hallway, turn the corner to the biggest douche in the universe. Thomas fucking Jefferson. He's wearing a magenta blazer and a black shirt underneath and some black dress pants. He also has his arms hung around his 'friend' James Madison, who looks extremely uncomfortable. I hear lex groan.

"Look James it's a couple of fags," Thomas sneers, shaking his head in disappointment at our gayness.

James just sighed, looking sad, almost on the verge of tears. I feel really bad for the poor guy, being stuck with the biggest drama queen in all of the land.

"When at least I'm not the biggest fucking asshole in the universe," Alex stated, dragging me in the opposite direction.

"I hope I don't have any classes with him," lex states, looking generally pissed off.

"I'm sure if you do you can put up with him," I say, leaning into him to give him a quick kiss before walking into bio.

I took a seat in the back row next to a girl with long, straight, brown hair. I give a little wave but doesn't seem to notice. She appears to be on her phone, texting someone. I shrug it off as the professor appears in the classroom. Time to get my learn on.

(Time skip brought to you by jazzy jones)

Class is over. I'm so happy it's finally over. I should probably go find Alex. I should just text him, wait he doesn't have a phone. Well I'll see if I can find his classroom.

I stroll down the hallways till I find the correct room. I open the door to see a full on brawl in the classroom, and at the centre is Thomas Jefferson and Alex. Shit I should help them.

I run in the classroom to pry Alex off of Thomas. I do so successfully and carry him out of the classroom bridal style, making sure to grab his bag on the way out. I sit him in the hallway and begin to ask questions.

"Baby what happened? Are you hurt? What did he do? Are you ok?" I question frantically.

"Thomas called my mom a whore, he called me a bastard immigrant who doesn't deserve to be here so I punched him in the jaw. I'm ok I think, but I'm better now that your here," he said, kissing me.

"I'm glad your ok," I whispered into his lips.

He smiled up at me, revealing a cut on his lip and a bruising eye. I stood up and helped him up with me and we walked back to our dorm, hand in hand.
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We're home at last. I collapse onto my bed and Alex does the same.