Violet Moonlight- (Jefferson x Reader)

A Close Enemy

"Hamilton, she's mine. I suggest you back off with the others before I make you a knuckle sandwich."

Your eyes widened at his violence. That wasn't very nice.. you, a shy, innocent bean thought to yourself.

"Bitch, please." The shorter senior getting smack talked walked up to you looking into your eyes with a smile. "Don't be intimidated by him, he's just a little stunned by how you're falling for me instead." It seemed like he made his voice purposely louder for your new friend to hear.

He did indeed hear. But decided to wait for Hamilton to take physical action to either you or him. The hardest part for the Virginian was to keep quiet. That wouldn't last long.

"What do you mean..?" You stumbled over your words feeling trapped.

"Don't trust him, he's just like every other boy in this school, wanting to take advantage of you, then soon leaving you for someone else."

"I.. Really?"

"What are you saying to her? We don't need any more of your little rumors again, do we?" The southern accent starting once again.

All the shorty did was wink at you before going back to his childish fight with the fallen angel you soon started to distrust.

His 'charms' reeled you in like a fish, but soon enough you shook your head in disbelief as Thomas knocked him aside enough to make him fall on his ass.

"Just stop trying, you're being petty. You're acting like a middle schooler!"

"Says the one that declared her as yours!"

The verbal fighting went on and on before you stepped aside running into the group you still haven't met yet.

Looking up at them you managed to cough out a few words. "Ohhhh h-hey.." You gulped. You hesitated before speaking again, to put an end to the horrid silence. "May I get an introduction?"

They stared at you again.

What's with the silence?!

You waited for an answer.

"That'll take a while," One of the freckled men spoke up, shoving his hands in his pockets, blush clouding out the light patches of freckles on his face. He looked back at the group behind him, all staring at you. "A long while."

"And introducing ourselves one by one would be a bit too tedious, so, I guess we'll talk later at separate times to keep you from an anxiety attack," A new stranger joked. "That's my way of thinking about it." The larger senior said, a navy blue bandana tied around his head. He also, was attacked with blush lighting his dark face.

"Then I'm first, obviously." Yet another senior spoke up, his voice seeming slurred in an accent. "Lafayette, the bold and brash. But you can call me anything you want." He introduced himself quite thoroughly and a little too confidently. //(A/n): MorE LiKe bElONgS iN tHe tRaSH- jk Laf ily too much—//
Reaching out, he quickly grabbed your hand for a seemingly needy handshake.

Distracted, you had soon forgotten about the petty fighting behind you. Lafayette soon let go of your hand stepping back one or two steps.

You felt heat behind you growing more and more intense as it inched closer. The voice familiar.

A strong hand gripped your shoulder as the heat from the mystery mans' mouth hit your ear to speak.

"You know the bell rung right?"

Relief

"Oh, gosh!" You darted to your book bag throwing it on. "Thank you!" You yelled to him, zipping to your next class. Someone else trailed close behind.

(A/n): I apologize greatly for such a short chapter! I'll feed you more a little while later. But for now, I'll keep you guessing on who follows you to your first period class. Happy reading! 💕💖💕