Alexander Hamilton died in 1804. Then why on earth is he back? He thinks he's the only one in the world with memories from a past life, but is he? -----I'm bad at summaries! Mature because of swearing. This is my first fanfic on this website and Hamilton fic in general so I hope this goes well.... Thanks for reading!! ~Alex

FINISHED :) Ever since Alexander was a child, he found comfort in dance. Through all the troubles in his life he knew that if he walked into a studio and turned on some music, everything would be fine. Alexander was a loner, but that was before he met Elizabeth Schuyler. Elizabeth, called Eliza by pretty much everyone, had been dancing almost as soon as she could walk. Her life was a beautiful whirlwind: competitions all the time, choreographing her own dances, attending dance classes, as well as being a high school student on the honor roll. Both Alexander and Eliza have a lot on their plates, not just as dancers but in their personal lives too, which were indeed about to become tangled together.