Multi-Tasking Lams highschool

Multi-Tasking Lams highschool

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john laurens the school jock isnt always what he seems to be, a fun energetic goofball. Meanwhile Alexander Hamilton, an introvert, is a different story, he dosent do much around school and tends to stay by himself, and his thoughts. what happens when they play a game of truth or dare at a slumber party? cover by @MysticThugaboo (mostly Lams but might be others) there are POV's and 3rd person, im starting this april 26 2021 and dont know how long itll be or when itll end but if a goes good, there will be a sequel
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*this is currently being edited* I am horrible at descriptions so I'm just going to put an insert from it for now: Alexander Hamilton had never experienced snow. Never. Growing up in the Caribbean he'd never had the chance. Never until he'd moves to New York. Sure, he dreamed about seeing snow. But he never imagined that it was so cold. Yeah, it was pretty and all, but it was way too cold. The first year was the worst, but each year made Alexander dislike snow more and more. John was happy, though. Growing up in New York, John was used to the snow. Alexander on the other hand, he wasn't used to snow at all, as he grew up in the Caribbean. "Hey, Lex," John said, walking into his and Alexander's apartment. Alex looked up from his huddle of blankets on their couch. "No," he muttered. "What was that?" John asked, cheerfully. "No," Alex muttered again. "What?" "No. I'm not going outside." Alexander glared at John. "At least not until Spring."

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