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Chapter 4.

WARNING: Multi-Fandom crossover now.....
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Alex's POV

Welcome, to my demise. Aka, field trip day. I get off of the floor to find everyone else on the couches. I go into my room and take my suitcase. I put on a sweatshirt and shorts. Where is my chair? I walk out to see someone in my chair, back facing me. They turn around.

"I've been waiting for you, Alexander." Before I look at their face I kick them in the legs. They fall over. Self defense bitch.

"Who the fu- oh, John.. hi." I say, nervously. I take a glance at their leg, as they start bleeding through his pajamas. "I'll help you with that."

I lead him to my room and lock the door, taking out a first aid kit from my drawer. I pull up the pants to his pajamas, (without showing his underwear). I put alcohol on a napkin and rub it on the wound, as he groans.

"Alex it hurts." He groans, flinching. I shushed him and kept cleaning the wound. "Alex, fuck."

Eliza's POV.

I woke up, I look around to see everyone except John and Alex, groans are heard from the other side of the door. Why are th- ohhhh, ohhhHHH, OHHHH MY GOD. I quickly wake up everyone else.

"Guys, guys listen carefully." I whisper, pointing towards the door. They listen carefully

"Alex, fuck." John groans.

Herc and Laf snicker as everyone else, besides me, is horrified. Rustling is heard behind the door until it finally opens, they look perfectly normal.

"What were you guys doing." Lafayette asks.

"More like who." I add. They look confused at what I said. "Weren't you guys groaning with the door locked?"

"What would we be do- OHHHHH," John says, as his face turns red. "No no no, he was cleaning a cut." He pulled up his pajamas to reveal a bandage wrapped tightly.

"Are you sure you weren't sucking his di-"

"NOPE."

~Timeskip to the plane because I am running out of ideas~

Alex's POV

Our class waits in the airport. I keep talking with The Squad until they call our flight.

"Flight 81 is now boarding." The speaker says as we stand up for our flight. I shudder at the thought of my last flight.

~FlashBaaaaaaaacccccckkk~

I woke up to startled screams and cries. The plane was going straight downward, parents were quieting their children, covering their eyes. I started panicking. The plane started going upwards again, cheers were heard from around the plane.

I never went to sleep for the rest of the flight.

~Flashforwaaaaaaard~

We boarded on the plane, the class sat in the back, Mr. Washington in the front. I sat with John, Herc sat with Laf, Eliza and Angelica, Peggy and Maria.

Once the plane started to lift up (???) I visibly tensed up. John looked over to me questionably. I played it off until he looked away. I got a call. I answered the unknown number.

"Hello? Is this Alexander Hamilton?" A familiar voice asked.

"Yes, who are you?"

"JEREMY IT WORKED."

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Michael Mell, and Jeremy Heere." They said.

I sat there wide eyed, The Squad looked at me worried. Bitchhhhhhhhhhh.

"No way, how have you been?" I exclaimed. "And how did you find my phone number?"

"We're great! And we have our ways."

"Well, I have some news for you." I said. "I'm going to text you instead."

"What?" They asked. I hung up and texted the 'unknown' number.

Non-Stop started a group chat.

Non-Stop: You're in the Caribbean, right?

Player1: Yep.

Non-Stop: Well, I'm going to be there in about 12 hours.. Field trip.

Player2: YOU'RE JOKING

Non-Stop: Not at all, can't wait to you again!

Player1: MUM GET THE CAMERA.

Non-Stop: My friends are asking what I'm doing I need to go. Wait at the airport for me pls.

Player1: Bye! Of course!

Player2: See you soon!

~Group chat end~

A smile grew on my face as I put my phone in my pocket. Bitch it's go time. I looked over at The Squad, as they were watching me.

"Who was that, mon ami?" Lafayette asked.

"Some old friends." I said happily.

After a while, my eyes got heavy and I fell asleep.

~Time skiperoooooooooo~

".....lex, Alex wake up!" John yelled, as I woke up. I looked over to him. "We're leaving."

I got up immediately after he said that, we started getting off the plane. We took our suitcases from the spinning thing they put them on. We went to the lobby thingy. (I've only been on a plane once) I went over to Mr. Washington,

"Where are we staying?" I asked him.

" 'Heathers Hotel' " he replied. I nodded and started looking around for my friends.

I saw someone familiar in a red hoodie, I walked over to them. I tapped their shoulder and they turned around. My eyes went wide, so did theirs.

"Michael Mell." I said,

"Alexander Hamilton." He said, I hugged him immediately. I let go.

"Caribbean got phones now, huh?" I asked him. "Where's Jeremy?"

"He's getting some slushies for us." He replied. I looked behind me to see my friends, looking around for me.

"My friends are over there," I pointed to The Squad. "Haven't told them yet."

Jeremy walked over with two slushies in his hand, he gave one to Michael. I waved. The Squad started walking over.

"Hey guys, pretend I'm asking for directions." I whispered. They nod. Michael points to a 7Eleven. I nod and walk back over to The Squad.

"Guess who's back, back again." I said.

"What were you doing?" Herc asked.

"Getting directions." I reply.

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