Flower Boy // Lams

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Real quick, Dang, 60 votes and 200 views on the first chapter??? Praise Jesus, amen! Also sorry for taking forever to make an actual part one, I kept switching the plot n crap. I'm done now I swear! Imma try and quickly write this. Also I change Hamilton's dad's real name because there's already like 60 James' 😂. Also sorry, this is going to be trash at first, but I swear it'll get better. I suck at this.
Also this chapter is terribly made
8-10-16 - Alex's POV
Warnings: Cussing, mentions of death and loss and the devil (don't ask 😂) this is also bad

Freak!
Hideous!
Ugly!
Useless!
Disgusting!
Irrelevant!
Unwanted!
Unimportant!
Burden!
Annoying!
No one loves you, Alexander, Alexander, Alexander.....

"Alexander! Get up, it's 5:00 P.M. When in the world did you go to sleep?" My father, William Hamilton, stood at the side of the bed, his hands where placed on his hips with an eye brow raised in confusion and a voice loud enough to wake me from a heavy sleep.

"Eh.... it's Summer... who cares..?" I sleepily mumbled, shifting away from him and to the direction of the wall.

      "Well, Alexander, you have 2 and a half days left of summer. Time's ticking till your a sophomore! Your sleep cycle is completely out of wack, you can't have that during school."

       I released a long sigh, slightly sitting up. "I guess your right..."

     "I am, Alex. Get ready and go outside or something." My dad ordered, forcing his voice out with a hint of exhaustion. After that, before I got to respond, he freely walked out the door and likely back to bed. Hypocrisy.

      Him and I, we don't have a close relationship. He wasn't even in my life in the first place, but since mom died, I'm stuck with the guy who wished he didn't make the mistake of having me. The three to four years I've been living with him haven't been the best.

       At that note, I was finally able to force myself out of the bed despite the complicated task of getting up. After reaching my arms up and stretching, I left my clean, organized room and toward the bathroom.

Ambling in, I reluctantly pivoted the sink handle, bending down gently splashing the water in my face. After brushing my teeth and slipping on some clean clothing for the day, I slid across the hall and back to my room, following the vibrating sound of a message being received on my phone.

Gripping my phone, I turned it on to read a message my from my dear Eliza:
     😘Hey Ally! Reynolds is throwing a beginning of the year/end of the year party, maybe to brighten the mood because not many people are too thrilled 🤷🏻‍♀️. Just two and a half days until we're officially sophomores! Angelica just has one more year till college and Peggy has one till high school, can you believe it?!

I smirked at the message, feeling a spark of joy. One thing I love about the beautiful Elizabeth Schuyler, well I love everything about her, but one of the best things is her endless source of positivity, happiness, and excitement. She always see the glass half full, and I can't always say that about myself. It's been rough, and she's lightening the weight, with a simple smile and kiss.

My whole life, I lived with my mother in New York, never knowing my dead-beat dad. And no, it wasn't going to the store for milk and never coming back. Then a fatal winter swung by, causing Mom a flu her boyfriend and I assumed was minor and would fade away soon, but we where sorely mistaken when we received a life changing call from the hospital. I was stuck with her boyfriend for a while whilst they tracked down my father in hopes for him to foster me. He reluctantly agreed.

      I smiled, grabbing my phone and texting Eliza back.
Wowza, a party for the beginning of hell? 😅What's James doing inviting me? And is Satan and his shadow side kick gonna be there?
      Anddddd send.
      Ba-doop!

      Alexander, don't be so glum! He's one of my friends and he said you could come.

      Eliza, everyone's your friend.

      Lol!!!! Anyways, if you meant Thomas J by Satan and James M by that, they probably are: You know him and Mads love parties! But hey, at least your friends will likely be there.

    Thomas Jefferson was the ass hole who thinks he's the shit, a wealthy party animal with his side kick, James Madison. Both annoying AF seniors.

       I beamed at her message.
       Eliza has been the light that's brought me up for the longest time since my best friend disappeared.
         John Laurens.
         He was my best friends since... well, feels like since diapers, but since the first day of first grade. We did everything together, from video games and tag to being with each other through the darkest times that us little kids faced, like when John's parents divorced. He was there for me for what felt like my whole life, but not forever. Not when my mom parted from the planet.

         It wasn't because we disbanded as friends, no. It's because he disappeared...

        Just poof! Gone!

        And god, did it break me....

        The last time I saw him, I thought everything was going to be okay. It was a beautiful day, birds signing, flowers blooming, a beautiful breeze and warm weather, bees buzzing... just a peaceful day. I wasn't expecting him to tell me some terrible news about how his mom's best friend, Ethan's son died. Then he just.... vanished.

That's good, I'll be needing good old Laffy Taffy and Hercules Muscleman to protect me from the devil himself.

I replied.

Marquis De Lafayette: the bad ass skilled French guy French fry, a boss on the track team. Best friends with Hercules Mulligan, on the football team, a class clown. Both two of my closest friends and both juniors. Probably gay for each other.

Don't you worry Alex! This party's gonna be AWESOME!!!

I know hahah. I'm sure it will be, El.

Or maybe the downfall of my life.....

Yay....