Some OC introduction finally! You will love it my dearies, thrust me. TRUST me! HA!
The rest of the week was quiete uneventful in itself. Alex learned new things about the Washington's everyday, and helped prepare for Cassie's arrival. He wa beyond excited to meet her. Becuase he nor Laf had hung out with no one but eachother for the past week.
May 31, Cassie's place
An awkward goodbye between my former parents, loading a bunch of shit into a U Haul, and adios, amigos!
The next day, Cassie POV
Ever do makeup in the same car you just slept in? Yah, it isnt fun. But I dont look like horse shit so I am ready to meet... the Washington's. I carry my bag close. At least 10 boxes sit in a uhal. I cant wait to bring all of that shit in. Might I add, it is the first. I start on the first every month. God, I am so fucked.
Mrs. Monroe led the way to the door. This house was fricking fancy. She knocks. And a beautiful woman answers the door.
"Hello! Im Martha! Nice to meet you." She extends a hand for me to shake. I take it.
"Come on in! I will have George bring in your boxes.
Sounds like home. No physical effort expected from me. I think of the time I wanted to move my own bag, and my mom snapped, and we had a huge fight.
"O, thank you."
"It's fine, you have had a long ride."
Then a tall man walked up to me. Oh shit, Cas. Be more chill!
"Hello, Cassie. I am George. It is a pleasure to meet you." He shakes my hand. I get a good, fatherly vibe from this guy.
"Hello, George." Huh. That caught on that Cassie was my nick name, quiete fast.
Then, 2 boys that are my age walk up to the door. Mrs. Monroe told me about how her husband brought the one here- his name was to be Alexander- in the car.
First, a dark skinned boy with stubble and his hair in a bun comes up to shake my hand.
"Bonjour, ma dame! Je suis Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de Lafayette, Marquis de Lafayette. Je sius votre frere adoptif, et c'est un plaisir de faire votre connaisance! S'il vos plait fates, appalez-moi Lafayette."
I return the handshake. Martha snaps at him to speak english, but I reply to him.
"Donc nous parlons Francais, non? Eh bien, bonjour Lafayette. Je suis Cassidy-Anne Kayleigh Lehay, Appelez-moi Cassidy-Anne, vous etes mort." I think for a second. Ask him to call me what my friends did in Indiana? Cassie. No. New town, new me. I dont care if this seems like Divergent cliche but goddammit(Im willing to wait for it) I don't want to be remebered as, sweet, polite, retarded, emotional, Cassie. My middle name. YES! I have been trying to get people to call me by my middle name for years, now, I finally could. Apllez moi Kayleigh, si vous voulez. Je ne suis pas tres fan de mon ancient prenom. C'est un plaisir de faire votre connaisance aussi."
He nearly screamed.
"ANOTHER FRENCH SPEAKING PERSON FOR MY FAMILY! YES!" He up and hugged me, which at first I tensed up, but then relaxed into the hug.
The other one must have been Alexander.
"He did that to me too when I replied in French." He laughed. "Im sorry, allow me to introduce myself." He stepped forward, and shook my hand. Oh, and if you want to know where Martha and George and Mrs. Monroe were, they were outside, talking. "I am Alexander Hamilton, but please, call me Alex.
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Welcome To The Washington's: A Hamilton AU
FanficA foster care AU! Kayleigh is a newcomer at the Washington's house, but so is Alexander Hamilton. Watch them and their French brother Lafayette, go through summer, highschool, being the gayest people ever, and having extreme obsessions for musicals...
