Sanders Sides One Shots I REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

My Shot I Nicomas

YEAH! THOMAS X NICO! If you haven't watched Flirting With Social anxiety go do that to learn who Nico is. Yeah I get it I am addicted to Hamilton, don't gotta tell me twice.

Obviously I am going to change some things around from the episode so just be ready for that! Also yes I know this is yet another songfic like the last one with flashbacks and what not but I just think I'm good at writing these.

Also I WILL be cutting parts out from the song. Like how the hell would Thomas sing about anarchy in France in this situation? It doesn't work. So it may feel choppy and I apologize. I will also be putting in different lyrics to match the plot.

Thomas groaned as he looked at his anxiety and creativity. "Why did we have to come to the mall on this day?" He asked and the two sides shrugged.

"You said you were bored"
"Yeah but coming here means we have to talk to people!"
"Oh calm down Alexruiner Hamilton"
"That was so bad."

Roman rolled his eyes as Thomas cleared his throat, gaining the attention of the two sides that were bickering. The anxious side looked at Thomas and saw that he was staring at someone.. somewhere. Roman noticed this as well and followed Thomas' gaze when he hit it-

"OHMYGOD LOOK AT THAT CUTIE!!"
"Roman!" Thomas hissed as Virgil's eyes went wider than bowling balls.

"Go up to him!"
"Roman I don't even know if he's gay!"
"So? Just go for it!"
"We should maybe... look at the situation"
"Thomassssss! you have a shot! Don't throw it away"
"Roman! If I want to wait for it I will"

Roman groaned and stood up, looking at Virgil.  Virgil looked back at Roman and the two smirked. They began to walk towards Thomas as Thomas began to get an idea of what they were doing.

I am not throwin' away my shot
I am not throwin' away my shot
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy and hungry
And I'm not throwin' away my shot

Thomas looked at his sides as Roman pushed him gently.

"Come on Thomas! You can't throw away your shot!"
"Roman! It's my choice!"
"This may be the only opportunity you have at this!"

I'ma get a scholarship to King's College
I probably shouldn't brag, but dang, I amaze and astonish

Thomas groaned as he looked at Roman. "No!"

"Well if you don't try you may never know if you'll meet him again!"
"Romannn"

The problem is I got a lot of brains but no polish
I gotta holler just to be heard
With every word, I drop knowledge
I'm a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal
Tryna reach my goal my power of speech, unimpeachable
Only nineteen but my mind is older
These New York City streets get colder, I shoulder

Virgil sighed as he looked at the creative side and the host. He knew Thomas didn't want to go up to the cute boy because of him but he couldn't help it. He stayed silent since he didn't want to mess anything up.

Every burden, every disadvantage
I have learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish
I walk these streets famished
The plan is to fan this spark into a flame
But damn, it's getting dark, so let me spell out my name
I am the A-L-E-X-A-N-D-E-R we are meant to be

Roman pushed Thomas towards the table, making the male stumble. Thomas caught himself on a table and looked back at Roman who had a wide smile on his face. That could only mean one thing. He had a plan.

He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free
So there will be a revolution in this century
Enter me, he says in parentheses