Rewind (Hamgelica)

A Winter's Ball

It was 1780, the night of the winter's ball. The Schuyler sisters, Angelica, Eliza, and Peggy were the envy of all. It was well known that if one could marry one of the sisters, he would be rich. 

Alexander Hamilton, an immigrant from Nevis in the Caribbean, son of Rachel Faucette and James Hamilton was determined to do so. 

Alexander didn't know how hard he would fall for one of these sisters.

Eliza Schuyler--

Rewind...

Angelica Schuyler was gorgeous, but that was merely one of the things he loved about her. She was his intellectual equal and the wittiest of all three sisters. She wore a light pink dress that looked very beautiful on her. Alexander immediately went into flirt-mode and made his way to the curly haired girl.

"Hi," he told the girl with her back turned, decided to start off smooth.

Angelica turned her head towards him- and Alexander knew that the Schuyler sisters were beautiful, but Angelica was infatuating. She had long, curly brown hair down her back. Her skin was dark brown, as were her eyes.

The girl's eyes widened when she saw him, and she cleared her throat. "Hello."

"May I have this dance?" Alexander said, holding his hand out for her.

Angelica nodded and grabbed his hand. It was then that they began the ever so familiar dance. It was at this moment that Alexander decided to flirt with her.

"You strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied," he told her.

Angelica's eyes narrowed. She obviously was used to guys flirting with her simply because of her father's fortune. "I'm sure I don't know what you mean, you forget yourself,"

"You're like me," he spun her, "I'm never satisfied."

Angelica's cheeks lit up. "Is that right?"

"I have never been satisfied," he truthfully told her. And Alexander Hamilton would never be satisfied.

After a while of talking, Angelica was desperately in love with him. "My name is Angelica Schuyler."

Alexander bent down to kiss her knuckles. "Alexander Hamilton."

Angelica smirked. "Where's your family from?" 

Alexander panicked. He couldn't let her know where he's from- why would the very rich, well educated daughter of Philip Schuyler, want to marry a penniless, orphaned immigrant? "Unimportant, there's a million things I haven't done, but just you wait, just you wait..."

It was then that Hamilton left, leaving Angelica hopelessly (A/N: NOT helplessly) in love with the man with the intelligent eyes in a hunger pang frame.

The year was 1780, the year Alexander Hamilton and Elizabeth Schuyler--

Rewind...

The year was 1780, the year Alexander Hamilton and Angelica Schuyler fell in love.