Hamilton College AU (ON HOLD)

Chapter 3

Alexander's Point Of View

I pull my jacket on, looking at the bed adjacent to my own. Thomas is still asleep. My god, can't he get an alarm clock?

I wander over to his bed and, with my phone, play a loud alarm sound. Thomas shoots upwards into a sitting position, and he looks terrified. I can't help but laugh at his reaction, and his face turns into a hard glare very fast.
"Screw you, Hamilton!" He yells, and I smirk,
"Yeah, well, wake up on time tomorrow, Jeffershit." I snap back, turning my back to him. I open the door, stopping,
"Do you want a coffee?" I ask Thomas, and I can sense the surprise on his face.
"Uh... Yes, actually, I do. Cappuccino." He replies. I take a step close to the door, smiling,
"Right, get it yourself." I chuckle, and Jefferson grunts,
"You said you'd get me one!"
"No. I asked if you wanted one, never said I'd get it for you."

I close the door and walk off.

Jefferson's Point Of View

That ass. He's so... ugh. For once, I thought he was being a genuine nice guy, but no he had to be tricking me. I am so getting him back for this. But, what should I do? Steal his clothes? Mess up his grades? No... those are too trivial. I need something that's going to make him back off. I could replace all his books with simple math books. No!

I could flirt with Laurens.

Laurens' Point Of View

I sit in my dorm, controller in hand. I patiently wait for James to get back with some food from the shop – he offered to go, I wanted to help but he refused – so that we could play some video games. I'm not sure which ones yet, but we'll decide once he gets back.

I hop up, plonking the controller on the couch gently, and grab my book. I sit back down, and begin to read.

~

About twenty minutes later, James walks in with, like, fifteen shopping bags. I instantly drop my book and jump up, taking a few bags and helping him put the rest down.
"Why'd you get so much? Or, an even better question, why didn't you take me with you?" I cry, taking the bags to the table. I begin to unload them as James puts the remaining bags next to the others,
"I... I didn't know what to buy, John. Plus, I thought maybe we could have something different for dinner tonight. I'm sorry, John." James rambles, and I take him by the shoulders,
"Don't be sorry. Look, I'll grab what we need for now, you go sit down and get ready to play some Overwatch. I'm gonna beat your ass."

James nods, sitting on the couch. I grab some chips, dips and lollies – he actually got lollies, I'm proud – and sit down next to him. I use the controller to start the game, and I look at James,
"Are you sure we can't play Assassin's Creed? The new game is so awesome!" I ask, and James hesitantly shakes his head. He goes to explain, but I cut him off, "I get it. Let's play."

Lafayette's Point Of View

Messages (1)

My phone buzzes, and I look over it. A message, huh? Opening it, I see it's from Hercules,

[Message Received 8:29am]
Yo, Laf! Wanna head to the café and get a coffee? The bar ain't open yet, but I really just wanna see you.

I smile, my face heating slightly. I look over at George, who's texting away. Probably to Seabury. Those two are in love, I swear. Not that George says so. Normally George does something nice for Seabury, then brushes it off. Shrugging, I turn back to the message. I'm supposed to be getting a drink with Alexander in about five minutes. I can't blow him off. I sigh, shooting a quick reply.

[Message Sent 8:30am]
Sorry, Herc. Alex and I wanted to catch up. Maybe another day, mon'ami?

I pull my hair into a ponytail reluctantly. I don't like doing it up, but if I don't, Alexander will think I'm Jefferson, and I don't want to know what happens there. I wave goodbye to George, who doesn't even look up, and head out the door. I left my phone in the dorm, I realise. I shrug, and keep going.

Third Person / Lafayette's Phone

[Message Received 8:32am]
Right. Sorry, Laf. Should've known. But, yeah we can do another day. Peggy and I will hang out. Luckily she's home.

Peggy's Point Of View

I look around Maria's dorm. It's beautiful. Seabury, however, isn't that beautiful.

I planned to stay home with Hercules today, but he said he was going to ask Lafayette to get a drink with him. I honestly felt bad leaving him in case Lafayette said he was busy.

Not the point! Maria emerges from the bathroom, and wraps her arms around my body. I lean up and kiss her on the mouth. She kisses back, her arms gripping me tightly. I pulled away, and she planted her lips on my neck.

"Girls! Get a damn room! Please!" Seabury yelled, his English accent thick. We laugh, and Maria glares at him,
"You're in the bedroom, Sam. If you don't want to see this, go to your beloved George."

Seabury takes a moment, then nods. He gets up, and hurriedly heads out.

Maria smirks and pushes me onto the bed,
"Now we have the place to ourselves."

Lafayette's Point Of View

I need my phone. I hurry back to my dorm, but stop before I open the door. I stifle a laugh, and turn. Walking away, I mutter,
"I'm glad you found a guest, George."

Burr's Point Of View

I feel light-headed. Lee hasn't gotten home yet. I'm debating whether or not to go see him in the emergency room. It's my fault he's there, not his own.

I hug my legs close to my chest, head resting on my knees. He'll be okay, right? I pick up my phone, checking for any text messages.

Messages (1)

It's from Lee's phone.

[Message Received 7:17am]
Hey, Aaron. I should be okay. Thanks for worrying about me, and calling someone to help. It was my fault, I shouldn't have done what I did. Wanna get coffee when I come back?

7:17am?! I haven't checked my phone in ages! I get up, hurriedly heading to the emergency room. I type a reply as I run,

[Message Sent 9:01am]
Sorry for not replying, I haven't checked my phone. I'm on my way right now. Don't leave.

I put my phone away, and sprint.

-=-

I don't know what to apologise for, but I'm apologising. Whether it's for Jefferson's plans, or the Mulligan/Lafayette incident. 

BUT IM NOT SORRY FOR THE KINGSBURY AND PEGXMARIA
THOSE PARTS WERE BEAUTIFUL IM MILDLY SORRY.

HEH

Okay, I'm out. Also, I know it's a popular nickname for Thomas, but I want to just say that I got the idea for 'Jeffershit' from blue_fire9 (a friend). 

SPEAKING OF WHICH, Y'ALL NEED TO CHECK OUT THEIR BOOK 'Hamilton x Reader - What Have I Gotten Myself Into' 
IT'S DAMN BEAUTIFUL AND I LOVE IT.

OKAY IM DONE. I SWEAR. (SORRY IN ADVANCE TO THOSE WHO'VE FINISHED MY ONESHOTS)

Raise A Glass To The Four Of Us~
Me, Out.