South Park in Hamilton because I have no life.

Blow us all away and Stay alive reprise (chapter 25)

Fun fact: the youngest son of Hamilton was named after the first.
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"Meet the latest graduate of King's College! I probably shouldn't brag, but, dag, I amaze and astonish!" I say.

I wink at a girl looking at me, who blushes and looks away.

"The scholars say I got the same virtuosity and brains as my mom!" I say.

I have decided to forgive her... kinda... it's been so long since the whole cheating and I'm her son.

"The people say my brain's not where the resemblance stops!" I say.

The same dirty blonde haired girl smiles at me.

"I'm only nineteen but my mind is older," I say.

I smile. Gotta be my own man, like my momma, but bolder. I shoulder her legacy with pride!

"I used to hear my momma say that I'd—," I say.

"Blow us all away."

"Ladies, I'm looking for a. Mr Georgie Smith," I say.

The dirty blonde haired girl looks over again, now with a knowing look. Admittedly, she waits for a second for me to finish my thought.

"Made a speech last week, our Fourth of July speaker! He disparaged my mother's legacy in front of a crowd," I say.

"Oh... that's a shame," the girl says.

"I can't have that, I'm making my mother proud," i say.

She nods.

"I saw him just up Broadway.... a couple of blocks! He was goin' to see a play," she says.

She smiles slightly at me.

"Well, I'll go visit his box," I say.

"God, you're a fox," she says.

"And y'all look pretty good in ya' frocks," I say, winking at her and her friend.

"T-Thank you," She says.

"How 'bout when I get back, we all strip down to our socks?" I ask.

"Ok!"

I run towards Broadway, getting in pretty easily.

"Blow is all away."

"Georgie!" I yell.

"Sh."

"Georgie!" I yell again.

"Shh! I'm tryin' to watch the show!"

"Ya' shoulda watched your mouth before you talked about my mother though!" I say.

"I didn't say anything that wasn't true! Your mother's a scoundrel," he says.

He simply looks at me.