F/C = favorite color
You were in a hospital room. You sat on a chair as your father was in the bed next to it. He looked over at you, and smiled at you. You looked up at him. "I love you daddy!" You said in your squeaky 11 year old voice. He looked at you and smiled. "Y/N, if I die, I need you to do something for me." You looked at him with a sad face. "You won't die! I promise!" You yelled quietly, as a tear ran down your cheek. You stood up and walked over to the bed he was in, grabbing his hand. "Y/N, the heart attack triggered a disease to spread. So if I die, I want you to do something for me." You looked at him, a tear ran down your cheek. "Anything!" He looked a you and smiled. "Y/N, I've lived my life to the fullest, now carry on my legacy." You nodded as he continued. "Take chances, never be afraid. Live life to the fullest. Find someone to love you the way I do." You nodded. A bright light flashed, and you heard someone saying your name. "Y/N.... Y/N! Wake up."
"Wake up, Y/N! We're here." You opened your eyes to see Washington shaking your shoulder. You stretched, and got out of the car, closing the door behind you. You felt wet drops fall onto your head. You looked up to see that it had started to snow. "It's snowing..." Washington said, whilst locking the car. "Lets head inside." You nodded in response. It was freezing cold. You looked at the house. A small brick house, with a tree in the front yard, and multiple bushes. A white garage, and a large backyard. The property was big, but you were wondering how 6 people already lived in such a small house. Washington unlocked the door and pushed the door open. You walked in to see a nice and tidy little kitchen. Washington walked into the hallway, and pressed some buttons on a small device on the wall. "It's cold!" he said, while pressing buttons on the thermostat, turning on the heat. You instantly felt warmer. He walked into another room, and you followed behind him. You walked into a big living room with a couch and arm chair, and a big TV. You just looked around at all of the new sights around you. "The others will probably be home soon." He said looking out the window. The snow was coming down in thick blankets it seemed. "Where are they right now?" You asked Washington. "They're at school, but since it's snowing, they'll probably let out early." You looked outside at the snow. "Well, you can leave your bag here, and go wash up in the bathroom." You nodded, and dropped your bag on the ground where he said to, and you went into the bathroom. You washed your face, and brushed your hair. It was messy from all of the running, and being pinned to the sidewalk didn't help much either. You looked in the mirror. You straightened out your F/C sweater, and left the bathroom. You heard Washington talking. You peeked around the corner and saw him and 5 other boys around your age. One of the boys looked at you, which made Washington turn around, and look at you as well. "Ah, Y/N, come here and meet the boys. You went around the corner and walked up next to Washington. You looked at the 5 of them. They all looked at you. They were so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. *BEEP BEEP, BEEP BEEP!* Washington turned to walk into the kitchen. "It's the phone. You all introduce yourselves while I take this call." He said. You turned back around to see the boys staring at you. "So..." One of them spoke. "You're the new kid, huh?" You looked and saw a tall guy with dark poofy hair. "Y-yes, sir." You said. He chuckled. "Sir. Isn't that cute? Well, I'm Thomas Jefferson. It's nice to meet you... err...." he said, unsure of your name. "Y/N you responded. "Well" another man said. "It's nice to meet you, Y/N. My name is John Laurens." He said in a bubbly voice. "This is Alexander Hamilton-" he said pointing to a man with a small ponytail. "Hercules Mulligan, and Lafayette." He said pointing to a man with dark curly hair and band around his head, and a tall man with brown curly hair, put into a bun. You waved hi and smiled. Lafayette stood up. He grabbed your hand and kissed it. " Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette, Marquis de La Fayette." He said with a smile looking up at you. You looked down at him and blushed. His french accent was quite beautiful, and he had such manners. "Down, boy." Thomas said laughing. Laf let go out your u and and smiled. "It's a long name, so just call me Laf." He said. You nodded in response. "Looks like your not the new one anymore, Alex." Hercules said, looking at Alexander. "I suppose you're right." Alexander said. Washington walked back into the living room. "Ok, one of you need to share a room with Y/N, so figure that out. I gotta run to the bank real quick. I'll be back soon." He said as he closed the door behind him. You turned around and looked at the boys. "So who gets to share a room with Y/N?" John asked.
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I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Now, it's time for you to choose! Who should you share a room with? Lafayette, Jefferson, John, Alex, or Mulligan? Comment who you want it to be. I'll most likely choose between Lafayette or Jefferson tomorrow if nobody votes. They're the only ones I have plans for so far, but if you want it to be someone else, tell me in a comment. If you want it to be Lafayette or Jefferson, tell me in a comment still so I know who to pick!
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-Wolfy
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