Genius (Lams)

Laurens & Lafayette

Alexander Hamilton

I suddenly hear my alarm go off and look around.

I peer out the window to see the sun rising.

I stayed up all night typing.

I stand up and turn off my alarm.

I walk to the kitchen.

After I eat I sit on my couch and turn on the T.V.

Around fourteen minutes into my show I get a call from Hercules.

"Hey Hercules!"

"Hey Alexander! You know yo can call me Herc right?"

"Okay. And you can call me Alex."

"Okay! Anyway, I was calling to ask you if you wanted to come help me move into my dorm."

"Sure! I'll be at your place in just a minute."

"Okay, see you then! Bye!"

"Bye!"

I hang up on Herc, grab my keys and leave.

--Four Day Long Time Skip Brought To You By Alex's Bisexuality--

Today was the first day at my new college.

I sigh and walk into my first class, Advanced Algebra.

I see Herc in the back of the classroom.

He waves to me and I walk up to him.

"Hey Herc!"

"Hey Alex!"

I sat down in the seat next to Herc.

"Let me see your schedule." He says snatching the paper out of my hands.

"Okay then."

"We have every class but Law and Writing together."

"Those are my majors."

"why would you choose those? They're so boring!"

"I don't think they are. Anyway, what are yours?"

"Design and Sewing."

"So are you going to be like the head of a clothing design company?"

"Hopefully."

"That's cool."

"I wish my parents thought like that."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Herc what did yo-"

I stopped in the middle of my sentence when I saw someone walk in.

"Alex what were you saying?"

"Oh- u- um- uh n- nothing."

I knew Herc was talking again but I was concentrating on the stunning person in front of me.

"ALEX!"

"What Herc!?"

"You're staring."

"What no I'm not!"

"Yes, you were! Also he's coming over here."

"What?"

"Hey I'm John! Can I sit here."

I quickly turn around to see the very attractive man standing next to me.

"S- Sure."

I turn back to Herc.

"Dude you're blushing."

"Shut up."

I turn back to John.

"Hey I'm Alexander, but you can call me Alex."

"Hi Alex! I am, as previously said, John.''

"Nice to meet you John."

John is definitely the cutest guy I have ever met.

He has these adorable freckles dotted all across his face. He has dark brown curly hair falling out of his ponytail and large round dark eyes that you could get lost in.

Then I realized that we'd been staring into each others eyes for three entire minutes and looked down.

He obviously had the same thought cause he looked away too.

"Dude your bisexuality is showing."

"Shut up Herc!"

"Whatever dude."

On one of our late night phone calls we'd both told each other our sexualities. He's pansexual and I'm bisexual.

The rest of the classes passed pretty quickly and I found out that the only classes that John and I have together are Law and Debate. Instead he has Marine Biology and Art.

The only significant class that day was our American History class.

I was sitting with Herc and John when a tall kid with curly hair in a ponytail walked into the classroom.

Herc immediately started blushing when he saw him.

"Herc your pansexuality is showing." I mocked.

"Fuck off Alex."

"Yeah no. Also he is coming over here."

"And smiling at you." added John.

"Salut! Je m'appelle Lafayette!"

"Ravi de vous rencontrer! Je suis Alex et ce Herc et John." I say gesturing to my friends. He looks confused for a second before speaking again.

"Tu parle Francis?"

"Oui! Vous êtes de France?"

"Oui, J'ai dém-"

"WHAT ARE YOU TWO SAYING?!" Herc interrupted.

"Alex you speak French?" John asked.

"Yes. I would have guessed that that was obvious by now."

"Goodpoint. Anyway Alex who is that?" Herc asked, emphasizing 'that'

"My name is Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert d Motier, Marquis de Lafayette, and I speak English, and I could hear your emphasis on the word that, and I prefer the term they. Oh and call me Lafayette or Laf." Lafayette sassily replied.

"I uh um uh- sorry?"

"No need to apologize."

"Okay I love awkward situations, but I hate awkward situations so can we move on?" John spoke up irritably.

"John? What? Don't make them stop! This could end up really ramé!" I say and everyone turns to me. "What?"

"What did you say?" They all say synchronized.

"Huh? Oh! Ramé! It means something that is chaotic and joyful at the same time."

"Oh. Okay." They say, synchronized, again.

"Can you guys stop?"

"Ha! I don't identify as a guy!" Laf shouts.

"You got me there."

"Kids take your seats!" our teacher shouts as he walks in. "I am your new American History teacher, John Adams."

..To Be Continued..