Into The Past

A Winter's Ball

Y/N L/N
Three days... I've been in the library, searching for answers, for three days straight with no sleep non-stop. And nothing. I even went to public libraries but still, nothing.

When I get home, bags under my eyes, I feel myself trip over my feet. But then strong arms wrap around me and help me back up. I look up at a tall man. I couldn't exactly make out who he is because my vision is incredibly blurry. He sighs in irritation and drags me to my room. By his voice, I realize it's George Washington.

He throws me on the bed, throwing a blanket over me and walking to the door. My eyes widen, "I-I can't sleep... I need to continue searching-"

"If you keep this up, you'll tire yourself. Plus, tomorrow is the Winter's Ball, we don't want you embarrassing my daughter," With that, he leaves.

A soft sigh escapes my lips. I miss them so much! There has to be a way to get back home. There has to be a way to escape this time period. Unfortunately, they don't exactly have much here since it's the past and not many things were discovered.

Then something in the back of my mind clicks.

If I die...

I can't continue the the L/N family...

Meaning the other Y/n and I would have to switch back!

Because if we don't, there wouldn't be such a thing as the L/n family! 

I did it!

I found a solution!

A smile plays my lips as I close my eyes, eventually drifting off to slumber.

ALEXANDER HAMILTON
I quickly admire my reflection in the mirror, shooting myself a smile before exiting my home and walking to the ballroom where the Winter's Ball is hosted. I have a good feeling about this night! Like something fun is going down! Oh, I can't wait!

I enter the bustling place, instantly being greeted by my good friend Burr. He pulls me to the side, "Yo, if you marry a sister, you're rich, son!" He motions over to three undeniably gorgeous women.

The tallest, whom I'm guessing is the eldest, is wearing a pale pink dress, her brown locks falling over her shoulder. The middle child has pale skin, unlike her sisters, and the kindest smile I've ever seen. The youngest, who takes after the eldest, is wearing a yellow dress. She looks very friendly.

"Is it a question of if, Burr, or which one?" I flash him a smirk which he returns. He looks quite dashing in his suit, I must say. I walk away to grab a drink when wind gushes in from the open door.

I stop in my tracks, my eyes averting to George Washington, hand in hand with Martha Washington. Behind him is an unfamiliar woman. Whispers erupt from the people in the ballroom as the woman whips her head around, her eyes meeting mine.

My heart skips a beat at her extravagant E/C eyes, her soft H/C hair gently swaying in the wind. My eyes trail down her perfectly sculpted body, her dress fitting her body type perfectly. I catch her smiling in my direction, a smile that puts a whole new definition to beautiful.

I look down at my sweaty palms, my heart pounding heavily in my ears. Did someone pour lava over my face or am I just blushing? I spot Mulligan, Lafayette, Laurens, and Burr smirking playfully in my direction. I look up in the direction of the woman to realize she's gone.

"Well, well, well," Mulligan drapes his arm around my shoulder. I almost fall. Why do my knees feel so weak!?

"Looks like our little friend here has a crush on miss Y/N Washington," Laurens ruffles my hair. Of course! No wonder she has a striking resemblance to General Washington and Mrs. Washington!

"Go get 'er, mon ami!" Lafayette, like the mother he is, encourages me.

But then Burr then steps in, "Nah, you don't stand a chance, my man. You really think the George Washington would allow his daughter to marry an orphan with no money? She's better off with someone like me," He jokes with a large smirk.

Laurens smirks down at me evilly, "She's actually incredibly beautiful and smart. Wanna have a challenge, Alex? Whoever wins her heart over... Well, wins her heart over." He holds out his hand to shake mine.

I look down at his hand and frown, shaking it without hesitation. I look up into his eyes, "You're on."