Washington's Daughter, a Hamilton Fanfiction.

Chapter Eight.

~Three Weeks Later~
~No One's POV~
It's Alexander's wedding! You're one of the groomsmen, even though you're a female. You wear a blue suit and a white tie.
Your father walks in, "Looking fresh, Y/N." He nudges you on the shoulder and fixes your hair.
"Daaaaad... stop! My hair looks fine." You look in the mirror, smiling.
"So, who's gonna be the lucky man when you get married?" He asks.
You laugh, "When I get married? Ha! You're funny."
Lafayette walks in the room, "The reception starts it 5 minutes, you might want to hurry up, mes amies."
~Small Time Skip~
"A toast to the groom!" Angelica cheers, "To the bride!" You watch her as you stand behind John.
"From your sister, Angelica, is always by your side!" She keeps rambling on, "To your union!"
And you know the rest.
She stops. Is she okay?
"Excuse me, I have to go." She panics and runs out the door.
"Angelica!" You run after her. You here your father call your name, but you ignore him.
You find her crying outside the church. "Angelica, what happened?" You ask her, she looks up.
"I.... I... I'm in love with Alexander." She turns her head in shame.
"Angelica...."
~Another Time Skip~
You and Angelica are back at the reception. She stays close to you.
I hope she's okay.
"Okay ladies, gather in the middle!" Alex yells.
You and a bunch of other ladies gather in the middle. You get a lot of stares, but that doesn't bother you.
Eliza throws her bouquet and it heads right at you. You catch it. "Angelica! Come here!"
She heads towards you, "Get on the ground and hold this up."
She does what you say, you wait awhile, then you kick the bouquet into the air. The ladies behind you laugh and cheer. Angelica stands up and you share a hug. 
Angelica, my new best friend.