Decisions- A Lams High school AU {CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN}

16: Interviews and Information

A/N: So this is just a short little chappy because I need to update this story. Expect to see more chapters like this, where they're only around 900-1000 words because I don't have that much time anymore. I'm not planning on discontinuing this story though, so don't worry. Here I'm just introducing a few characters that you probably know from outside of the Hamdom, next chapter we'll get to the real interviews.
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=Alexander's POV=

"Mic check!" Danny demands as he walks around the room with a purpose, trying to make sure that everything is on track. He was dressed in a deep blue button up, a black tie neatly worn around his neck, with a pair of black slacks and horsebit Loafers; looking professional as ever. Pinned to the breast pocket of his shirt was a small badge engraved with 'News Cast Leader' Being near him made me feel more ugly than normal, and underdressed. Perhaps it was because he's peering through a styling pair of Warby Parkers (I'm sorry, I love Thomas Sanders).

       He was moving quickly between cameras and microphones and people, Arlene trying desperately to keep up with his pace while clutching a clipboard and pen. She was also dressed quite nicely. Following Danny's theme, she was wearing a dark blue blazer over a black t-shirt with black leggings, as well as flats and a similar badge. Her long, dirty blonde hair was pulled up into a high bun atop her head that bobbed around slightly as she walked and checked off certain things on her clipboard.

I really wish that I had dressed better, but it didn't really matter that much right now. I was actually just about to try and fix myself up a little bit before a group of three girls came over. Ugh what now? "Alexander Hamilton, in the flesh! What an honor." One of them said dramatically, clasping her hand over her heart. As the two girls behind her snicker, I get the feeling that this was not going to be enjoyable experience.

"Hello..." I mumble, turning to look away from them. I can feel the hot blossoms of crimson spread over my cheeks at their laughter. "Aww! Is someone shy?" The same girl teases me in a mock baby voice, "Okay, what do you want?!" I ask, silencing them before they can embarrass me any further, "Well? You obviously came over here for a reason, so what is it?!" I really need to calm down though. I'm still on edge from earlier, but I'm trying not to do anything too rash.

"Relax shortie. I'm just here to talk. You should be used to people bothering you, after all." She says. "W-What?" I ask, confused as to what she could possibly mean. She looks at me like I'm stupid and the two girls behind her let out another annoying laugh. My face flashes red again as one of them grabs my face and turns me towards her. "Listen Hamilton,"

She spat, "I've seen your grades- we all have- and you are an all A+ student. You also happen to be Washington's son, if I'm right?" "Um...yeah?" "Well, while we got a little sneak peak at your record, we realized that you could be of some use." I don't like where this is going. "You see, we're a little too busy to maintain our A's so we need your help. You're gonna have to do our homework for us, and we could use a few days out of History classes."

Oh hell no. "Excuse me?!" My voice raised slightly, "Did I fucking stutter? And keep your goddamn voice down, immigrant." "Please. There is no way I would ever do your evil bidding! Why should I even listen to you?!" "Well unless you want us to release those photos to the entire school I suggest you do." One of the girls voiced from behind her. "What." My heart had stopped. I felt my stomach drop into my toes. "You heard me, Hamilton."