Why Have I Done This??? (Lams Oneshots)

Family

A/N - every little thought I've ever had for Lams is coming out of the woodwork and I'm just barfing them all out here I am so sorry

Background Info - Alex is an English teacher transferred from Princeton to King's HS, John teaches Biology and Art, Laf teaches French, Herc teaches gym and FCS, Phillip is a Junior in HS

Alexander's POV

   "Alright, Phillip. Have a good day at school and be good. Meet me back on the steps after school, ok?"
   "I know, dad. I'll be fine." Phillip kissed my cheek before running off and mingling. Being a single dad, you're close to your son. I headed up the steps into the school. It took awhile but I found my classroom and started setting up for the day.
   "Bonjour!" I jumped and looked away from the board. "Je m'appelle Lafayette!"
   "Bonjour, je m'appelle Alexander Hamilton.  Je suis nouveau." I smiled, Lafayette beamed and sat in one of the desks. A/N - Hello, my name is Alexander Hamilton. I'm new.
   "Glad to see someone speaks the language." He smiled.
   "Yeah." I chuckled. "Lafayette? My son's in your class."
   "Oh, well, I'll be sure to tell you how wonderful he is."
   "Phillip is already fluent in French so I'm sure you'll have plenty wonderful to say." I chuckled.
   "Well, I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch with me and my friends. Ya know...get a feel for the people and the school."
   "Yeah, sure."
   "Cool! I should get back to my class." I nodded and turned back to the board. The bell rang and kids flooded in.

   "Hey-um-Hamilton, right?" I looked into some beautiful green eyes and freckles.
   "Yeah?"
   "Um-your son...Phillip Hamilton-um-" I frowned, the man seemed on edge. "He-um-He got in a fight with another one of my students." He spit out.
   "Is he ok?"
   "A little beat up but fine."
   "Where is he cause he's grounded for a week." I turned back to the class and smiled. "If you burn my classroom down I'll fail all of you and call your parents." I growled and ran into Laf's class. "Lafayette, May I have a word." He broke away from his lecture and smiled.
   "Alex, John? What's up?"
   "Phillip got in a little...trouble. Can you watch my class-"
   "Sure." Just like that we were off.
   "So what happened."
   "Well-um-one of my students found out that you-um-come from a less than ideal background and was teasing Phillip about it. Your son threw the first punch."
   "Oh. 'Less than ideal'?" I raised an eyebrow and John swallowed hard.
   "Um...The boy said something about 'bastard orphan son of a whore'." My eyes widened and I blinked back tears. "I'm sorry! I-"
   "It's fine. How the hell did he know?"
   "I don't know. I was lecturing about reproduction and I heard whispering. Phillip was calm and didn't say anything until Eacker said 'Your father should be dead'."
   "He's right." I shrugged, John stopped and frowned.
   "Are you-"
   "Yes."
   "Oh...I'm sorry." We stepped into the principal's office and Phillip looked up. He had a black eye and bloody lip.
   "Mr. Hamilton, your son-"
   "I filled him in, Mr. Washington."
   "Thank you, Mr. Laurens." John Laurens, cute. "Now, enough the formalities. Alexander-"
   "Alex, please." I smiled.
   "Alex, Phillip threw the first punch. However, Mr. Eacker was being inappropriate so I think an apology would suffice unless you-"
   "No, that is fine. Phillip?"
   "I'm sorry, George." Phillip mumbled.
   "George?" Washington smiled.
   "Sorry, Phillip." George grumbled, John beamed and I blushed. John is really cute.
   "Back to class you two." The boys nodded and we headed out to the hall.
   "I'm sorry, Pops." Phillip mumbled. "He said you-"
   "I know. It's ok, Pip. He's just a bully."
   "I hate third period." Phillip grumbled, John burst out laughing and Phillip got flustered. "Not that you're a bad teacher, Mr. Laurens! I was very interested in the less-"
   "Chill. It's fine." John smiled. "Go into class." Phillip scurried off and John chuckled. "Cute kid."
   "Um-thanks. I'm sorry about-"
   "Nah, it's fine. Wasn't that interesting anyway." He laughed. "Hey-um-Phillip is an exemplary student-"
   "I know." John laughed. "He's hardworking and dedicated."
   "I can tell. He punched a kid in the jaw for you." John smiled. "You're a great dad."
   "Thanks." I smiled.
   "I should-um-"
   "Oh, me too." I chuckled.
   "Hamilton." John nodded and turned to walk away.
   "Alex."
   "What?" He turned back around.
   "Call me Alex." I grinned.
   "Ok...Alex. See ya around." I smiled and waltz back into my classroom. Laf raised an eyebrow and I grinned.
   "You good."
   "Dandy. Wonderful. Over the moon. Incredible. Amazing-"
   "Remind me not to ask you for help on a crossword." Laf chuckled.
   "Hey, I teach English." I laughed. "Adieu."
   "Adieu."