Father and me soon arrived to another mansion not too far from ours.
"Sooo... what exactly will be happening?" I questioned him.
"You must Learn to be patient, Angelica. A man doesn't want a wife who runs their tongue."
I rolled my eyes. He was always saying stupid stuff like this to me.
Besides, SOME guys even like when a woman runs their tongue.
As we walked up the steps a butler greeted us at the doors
"Good day Mr. Schuyler and good day to you miss."
"I believe John Church and his family is awaiting us?" My father said impatiently
The butler nodded and let us in.
The house was very nice and everything seemed a little too perfect.
"Father wh-" I started but was soon cut off by a plump woman walking towards us yelling at the top of her lungs
"OH MY WELL IF IT ISN'T PHILLIP SCHUYLER AS I LIVE AND BREATH!"
Then she turns to me
"AND YOU MY DEAR MUST BE THE BEAUTIFUL ANGELICA I'VE HEARD ALL ABOUT!"
I smiled sheepishly
My father nudged me in the ribs. Hard.
I curtsied while trying not to look totally angry
The woman ignored this and kept talking loudly
"RICHARD, COME COME OUR GUESTS ARE HERE!"
Soon when everyone was settled in we all sat at their big dining table
The Church's son was sitting across from me
But here's when things got weird. My father and the rest of the older adults went into another dining room to eat, leaving me and this kid by ourselves.
He looked at me awkwardly so I started playing with my food.
"So," he cleared his throat. "You're Angelica?"
Well duh
"Yes, that's me," I said boringly. I didn't feel like making conversation with this guy
He cleared his throat again. "Oh, um well I am John, John Church."
I didn't look up at him
"That's nice," I said
I felt a little bad, at least he was trying to make an effort to talk to me but I really wanted to be anywhere but there.
"Um...I think you're actually very pretty..." he said.
I snorted
He looked confused
"I-I'm sorry. What's funny?" He asked in a nervous tone
Oh nothing. Just that all men, (or anyone for that matter) can ever say to me is "you're really beautiful." God, switch it up a bit. Like Hamilton...
My mind raced back to the ball when Alexander started talking to me intelligently
I snapped back to the present
"Oh um nothing. Thank you."
We continued to dine in silence
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I Will Never Be Satisfied (HAMGELICA) + etc
Fanfiction"I know about whispers...I see how you look at my sister..." ~~~~~ New Hamgelica fanfic for ya Incase you were running low hehe Cover art: Sikzuka (i think that's how you spell it) This kinda sucks but it's my first one hkejwhhxiw Enjoy !
