Hamilton's POV
Well... I've never really been or seen a ball before, so I hope I blend in or something. Will they just kick me out? I hope not. Alright. Here goes nothing. (Ham walks in and is unnoticed for a time.) This is... Interesting. Why do rich people come here all the time? I think I should leave. Where is the door? (Ham bumps into a girl his age.)
"Oof! Sorry about that miss..."
"My name is Angelica Schuyler."
"Alexander Hamilton."
"Where's your family from? I haven't seen you before."
"... Unimportant there's a million things I haven't done. Just you wait. Just you wait."
"Follow me."
"Where exactly are you taking me?"
"Oh, I'm about to change your life."
"The I guess by all means lead the way." Another girl!?! Now, I can tell my friends I've seen three whole girls.
"Elizabeth Schuyler. Pleasure to meet you."
"Sc-schuyler?" That last name is hard to say.
"My sister." Well I assumed that. (No he didn't)
"(To himself) if it takes sneaking out for us to meet it well have been worth it."
"I'll leave you to it." Umm... I guess I better start a conversation.
"Uh... I'm Alex."
"Hi Alex." Great! Now to continue the conversation.
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YEETMAS
Fanfictiona story that will make you yell "YEET" (it will last longer than Christmas)
