Hamilton

Part 1

OK BEFORE WE BEGIN- THIS CHAPTER WAS SCREWED UP SO IT ACCIDENTALLY INCLUDES THREE CHAPTERS. (Written by Savannah, but still Samantha's mistake XD) SO WE'LL TRY NOT TO SCREW IT UP THIS BAD AGAIN. THANKS!!! <3

- Savannah

Chapter One

Alex POV:

Splash. My foot sinks into a puddle. I look down from the tall buildings around me, towards my now wet foot. I try to shake some of the water off, but it does no good. My sock is going to be sopping wet for the rest of the day. I could go back to my cousin's apartment, where I'm staying, but it's not worth the trouble. It's just a wet foot. I start to walk again, not noticing where I'm walking. I stroll right into the middle of a road. Honk! I hear the car before I see it. I rush out of the road before the car hits me. I stop by the side of the street to catch my breath and notice the name of the road I'm on. It rings a bell. Maybe I heard the name in history class. Mercer St. I think he was a general sometime or another, in one of the many wars in U.S. history. I sit down on a black bench and look up at the buildings. I didn't know they could get that tall. The tallest building in my hometown was the courthouse, which was only three stories. After a bit of staring up at the buildings like an idiot, I pull my phone out. Columbia University, I google. There must be some bus that can get me to my new college. Just as I find one, I notice the man sitting next to me. He looks like he's been sitting there for a while. I study his face. I've seen him somewhere. Maybe he's a star of one of the numerous Broadway musicals, or maybe he's a shooter from the news. I laugh at myself. Someone would've noticed him. It's in my nature to be so stressed; I worry too much. I continue to stare at him, trying to remember where I've seen him before. His eyes are a deep shade of brown, and he's bald. His skin is dark. I can't imagine that I saw him on the island, so maybe he's famous.

Then it all clicks and I burst out, "Hey! You're Aaron Burr!" before I can stop myself. I've been looking for him ever since I flew in to New York City, last month. I'm surprised that I didn't notice him before.

"Last time I checked," he says with a smile. He looks at me, obviously trying to remember who I am.

"I'm Alexander Hamilton!" I exclaim. "You haven't seen me before. I'm new here." He seems to relax, knowing that he hasn't forgotten something important.

"Well hi, Alexander. Is there a reason you recognized me?" he asks.

"Please, call me Alex. And I've been looking for you the past month," I tell him, not realizing how weird that sounds. Aaron seems to tense up again. He seems like the type of person who gets worried easily.

"Well, you can call me Aaron. Or Ron. Have I done something?" he asks. "You're worrying me."

"Not at all. I was wondering how you managed to finish your studies so fast. I want to be able to, also. There's a million more things left to do, but just give me time. Just you wait, I'm gonna make a difference someday," I declare, trying to believe my own words.

"I've got a meeting with George Washington at noon. Would you mind if I just gave you my number? We can talk tonight, if you like," Aaron says.

"Sure!" I say. He reaches into his briefcase and pulls out a slip of paper and a pen, and starts writing down a number. He hands it to me, and starts to walk away.

"Thank you!" I call after him.

"No problem," Aaron assures me. He walks off, undoubtedly going to work. He must've been on his lunch break. I wonder why he chose to sit on a bench in the park instead of going out with friends, or maybe a girl. Maybe he doesn't like to hang out with people. I need to get to college soon; the term starts in a week, and today I'm meeting with my dormmates. I want to meet them, so I set off, walking at a fast pace. The college is too far to walk, so I'll definitely take the bus. I can't remember the last time I was on a bus. James, my brother, would always bike to and from school with me. My mom never had the money to buy a car, so it was lucky that we lived in such a small town. As I'm walking, I see a small cafe and smell coffee. I then realize that I forgot to get coffee this morning. It's a twenty minute wait for the bus, anyways. I step inside the cozy, warm cafe and sit down.