Angelica Schuyler remembered that night, she just might regret that night-
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Angelica Schuyler remembered that night, and she would never regret it. It was the night where the soldier boys had been tripping over themselves to when the praise of all the praise of the Schuyler Sisters, the daughters of one of the wealthiest men in all of Albany. She rremembered that dream-like candle light like a dream that you cant quite place. Angelica knew that most people would marry her simply to gain the family's wealth. But... she'll never forget the first time she saw Alexander's face.
She will never be the same. She noticed his intelligent eyes in a hunger-pang frame. When he said hi, Angelica forgot her dang name. It set her heart aflame, every part aflame...
This was not a game.
"You strike me as a woman who ha never been satisfied."
Angelica narrowed her eyes. She knew men would flirt with her for her father's fortune. "I'm sure I don't know what you mean. You forget yourself."
"Your like me..." he smiled. "I'm never satisfied."
Angelica felt her face heat up. "Is that right?"
"I have never been satisfied." He told her.
Angelica curtsied. "My name is Angelica Schuyler."
"Alexander Hamilton." He kissed her knuckles.
Angelica moved closer to him, putting their faces near each other. "Where's your family from?"
Alexander moved away uncomfortably. "Unimportant. There's a million things I haven't don't, but just you wait, just you wait."
So this is what it feels like to match wits with someone at your level, what the hell is the catch? It's the feeling of freedom, she thought, of seeing the light. It's Ben Franklin with the key ad the kite, ya see it right?
The conversation only lasted two minutes, maybe three minutes. Everything they said was in total agreement. It was like a dream and a bit of a dance. It was a bit of a posture, a bit of a stance. Angelica knew he was obviously a flirt, but she was willing to give it a chance. She had asked about his family nd noticed how he answered. He was penniless, flying by the seat of his pants.
Alexander was handsome, and boy did he know it. Peach fuzz, yet Angelica had to laugh at his incapability of growing it.
Angelica wanted to take him far away from this place, where some one might see him and fall in love with him as well. That was before she saw the helpless look on her sister's face-
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Eliza was talking with Peggy, laughing at something. Probably talking about the man she was in love with- John André. She was too nervous to confess to him, though she did plan on telling him the next time she saw him.
Angelica was happy. She knew he was right. She had never been satisfied. But maybe she will now...
"Hey, will you write to me sometime?" Angelica asked Alexander, face red.
He nodded and winked. "If you'll write to me back."
I will never be satisfie-
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Angelica was finally satisfied.
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Fanfiction1780, a winter's ball--the night Alexander Hamilton met Eliza--- 1780, a winter's ball--the night Alexander Hamilton met Angelica Schuyler. The woman he'd marry and would help shape his legacy.