Lost Hope//Adopted By Hamilton

Chapter 1: My first friend

Evelyn's P.O.V

"WAKE UP!!" My foster mother screeched as I jolted awake. I sat up and looked at Molly, who was asleep next to me. As quietly as I could, I stood up and walked to my closet. There weren't lot of clothes so I grabbed a white shirt that said 'New York' on it, black ripped-jeans, black sneakers, and a star necklace.

Molly heard me and woke up, following me downstairs. I put food in her one bowl and water in the other bowl. Then I walked into the kitchen and made breakfast for my foster family. "Here's your pancakes," I say, and sigh.

My face all of a sudden hurts and I look at my foster brother, Nick. He punches me again as his foster parents laugh and leave for work. "Did you use the last of the milk," Nick growled at me, "I want milk to drink with my pancakes and cookies".

"I made the pancakes like you wanted. The recipe called for milk," I replied, putting the dishes in the sink. I immediately regretted saying that as I got punched in the stomach. After that he threw a leash on me and growled.

"WALK THAT MUT OF YOURS, THEN GET MILK!" He screamed at me and I nodded slowly and he threw money at me. I slowly got up and went looking for Molly. When I found her laying under the kitchen table, I put her leash on and grabbed my coat. I put it on and walked out the door. I put my headphones on and listened to Hamilton as we walked to Central Park.

Time skip

"And I'm not throwing away my shot. Hey yo I'm just like my country, I'm young, scrappy, and hungry and I'm not throwing away my shot" I sang, my voice on point. We get Central Park and I sat down on a bench, throwing a ball for Molly to chase after and bring back.

I continue listening to Hamilton and throwing Molly's ball, but when 'You'll Be Back' starts, I hear a guy say something to me. I take off my headphones and looked at him. "What did you say? I couldn't hear you," I said, feeling embarrassed.

"Are you ok? You have a bruise on your cheek," he says. Just then I remembered that Nick punched me in the face earlier. I looked at him and started quickly thinking of an excuse to tell him.

"I uhh," I said and thought for a minute. Ran into a pole? No. Tripped down the stairs? No. My dog hit me with her head? Definitely no. I can't think of anything.

He sat down next to me and said "You don't have to tell me. Oh by the way, my name is Lin Manuel Miranda". I looked at him and my eyes went wide. The actual Lin Manuel Miranda is sitting next to me and talking to me. I can't believe it. How could I not tell it was him.

I shook his hand and answered "My name is Evelyn Perkins, but my foster families last name is Miller. So my name is Evelyn Miller". He smiled at me and I smiled back. Is it possible that my first friend is a broadway legend? Yes. Yes it is possible.

I hate this chapter, but I rewrote it too much and I decided to go with this one. It probably sucks. Sorry it's some-what short. I'll try to make the next chapter longer. Have a nice day guys.

~WinterAngel95