The World We're Gonna Make (Jamilton)

Three

•Alexander's POV•

Two weeks later I walk into school hunched over my coffee. It's from this small bakery I pass on my way to school, and I love it. I keep my head down and walk to my first period class. The mark Jefferson had left on my neck had faded which was a relief. I entered the classroom and smiled when I saw John sitting on top of my desk, waiting for me.

I approach him, plastering a fake smile on my face. "Morning," I say, taking a sip of my coffee.

"Morning. Hey, have you heard about that back to school party someone's throwing?" I nod.

"Heard of it. Can't say I planned to go."

"You should! It'll be fun. Laf, Herc and I plan to go."

I mean. It would be fun to go to a party and forget about everything that's happened recently. "Alright. When's the party?

•John's POV•  (omg new POV)

I knew it was a bad idea from the start. James tried to talk me out of it but in the end, agreed to at least keep an eye on Jefferson to be sure he didn't try anything. If the two idiots wouldn't see past their differing views they would be able to see just how similar they are.

James, like me, remembered our past lives. James remembered being there when Thomas found out he and Alexander were soulmates, and I remembered Alexander freaking out to me about it. In that lifetime, they had edited a version of Morse code to figure it out.

I laughed at the memory. Alexander had still thought highly of him for his work, and apparently, Thomas had freaked out as well, James had mentioned Thomas knew him from his work with Washington back then.

I was knocked out of my thoughts by the feeling of someone grabbing my shoulder. I turned to see James, looking not only sick like always, but he looked worried. Nervous. "John, can you come with me for a sec? I need to tell you something." I nod and follow him to an empty classroom, hopping on one of the desks when we enter.

"So what is it?"

"I really don't think Alexander should go to that party. Thomas mentioned something to me earlier and I'm genuinely concerned about his safety." James spoke softly.

"I already told Alex, so it's too late to do anything. And I already told you it would be fine."

"That's not what I mean. I mean Thomas mentioned someone planning to do something that could potentially hurt Alexander. You know if it was anything more than a simple fight I wouldn't care, but the way Thomas phrased it was worrying."

"Oh. I guess we'll just have to keep a closer eye on him then, because he agreed to go. Did he mention who?"

I was growing concerned. If someone planned to do something to Alexander, that worried James, it was worth looking into. 

"James Reynolds."

Shit.