"Would you like to give an explanation why you have been gone? You're starting college off with a horrible start" he gave a glare but I could tell he wasn't really upset
"I was flying into the country from Nevis I was staying there during my last two years of high school and I decided to come back after some, events." I feel tears start to fill my eyes, he gives me a scared and concerned look
"are you ok, Hamilton?" I wipe my eyes
"y-yeah I'm fine" he nods the look of concern still filling his eyes
"so we are having a debate at the end of the week, we do this every other week this one is very simple. Should students get more time off? You will be on the yes side does that make sense?" I nod already planning to pull multiple all-nighters to research
"we did a worksheet so I can get to know all of you have this turned into me before class tomorrow" he hands me one of those childish
"tell me about yourself" sheets they give high schoolers I nod putting the paper into my bag
"Anything else" he shakes his head
"no Mr. Hamilton, please enjoy the rest of your day" he shoos me off I nod and walk out of the room grabbing another paper from my bag and find my dorm, I don't have any luggage beside my bag filled with paper and pencils ink and a fountain pen, a vintage quil my mother bought for me when I was 11 and a bear my dad gave me the night before he left. I walk into the dorm I see someone on the couch they spring up and look at me a wave of emotions floods through my mind as I see him looking at me with a look of shock
"HAMILTON?"
"JEFFERSON" we both exclaimed as we both sighed
"roommates?" we both nodded
"greeeeaaaaaat" I groan
"which rooms mine?" he smirks
"mine if I'm lucky" he says his cocky thick southern accent slipping thru the cracks of his words
"you wish you prick, but seriously which one?" I say my tone snappy and unfriendly he points to a room the door closed I nod as I walk in the room was small twin sized bed a closet and a desk i put my bag on the bed opening it getting my papers and the worksheet I put them on the desk with my quil and ink I put the pencils next to the quil for organizations sake I put the bear on the bed and my bag in the closet
"guess I'm packed"I nod slightly and turn around to see Jefferson
"is that all you have?" he asks his face showing a mix of confusion and shock his velvet eyes having a slight tint of, is that worry? What why is he worried
"Yeah, so?" I turned to him
"why do you care? Don't you have your own stuff to worry about?" I glare i hear him take a sharp intake of breath he then sighs
"Hamil-" he stops and smiles
"Hold on Alexander I'll be back" he walked to his room before I think he could processes what he said, he called me...alexander, heh kinda sounded nice...wait what am I thinking?
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"Im home" -Jamilton
FanfictionAlexander Hamilton collage students who stayed in Nevis his last two years of high school, his father left mother died and cousin committed sucide Thomas Jefferson was also a collage student, cocky and lived a privilege life. with homophobic parent...
