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Alexander Hamilton looked down at the small slip of paper he had got from the office. It read Dorm: 12, roommate: John Laurens . Alex liked the way that name sounded John Laurens... Alex walked through the campus of Kings College to find dorm 12. When he reached the room that had a 12 on it, he hesitated then brushed back a stray hair from his brown, scruffy ponytail back behind his ear and opened the door.
The boy-John Laurens- was already unpacked and was spread put on his bed reading some book on...turtles??! John looked up when Alexander came inside
WOW
He's cute
Wait-No what the HELL are you thinking?!
"Hi, uh, John Laurens.. I mean I'm John" John had a nervous blush on both cheeks, which was so adorable!, and freckles splashed EVERY WHERE, like, every where every where. John's curly hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail with a turtle hair tie. He was wearing jeans and a t'shirt that read 'Save the turtles' with a chibi turtle on it. Alex shook John's suprisingly warm hand "Yu, Umm, Hi.. I'm Alexander, o-or Alex is fine" Alex mentally slapped himself so much for a good first impression but John didn't seem to mind "you talk fast" he commented, Alex blushed a little "I can slow if you want..." John smiled "No it's fine, I like it." There was an awkward silence then John waved towards the non-turtle-bombed part of the room "I guess you unpack there.." "O-oh yeah, I guess" The tension reminded Alex of the first time Ron Weasley and Harry Potter had met on the Hogwarts express. Alex smiled a little then face planted into his new bed which made John laugh. John's laugh seemed to light up the whole world and Alex loved it.
If this was what college was like Alex could take it.
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Alexander Hamilton was attempting to get to History class with a shit ton of papers when he slammed into a wall. Shit. there was laughter from the other side of the hall as Alex cursed "Idiot!" Called Thomas Jefferson, Who, by the way, Was wearing a stupid magneta shirt that looked so STUPID it looked redicules. He had a massive afro that also made Alex hate Jefferson more. "Says you!" Alex muttered but Jefferson caught it "At least I don't bang into walls" Alex cursed again, picked up his papers and kept walking.
Alex managed to get to History class without passing out or anything, but as soon as he entered the classroom he got kicked out and told to go to the Hospital Wing for nursing a massive bruise on his forehead, "But sir," Alex protested to the teacher, George Washington, "I wouldn't miss History for anything!" At the back of the room Jefferson smirked at Alex who cursed for like the millionth time that day and looked away. "I'll escort him, sir" Came John's voice. Alex hadn't realized John was here too, the blushed John wants to escort me Alex thought that's so cute of him
"The hell happened to you?" John asked as soon as the two were out of earshot of the classroom. Alex kicked the wall before answering "I ran into a wall and Jefferson sucks" Alex grumbled "Ohh yeah Jefferson does suck" John confirmed, smiling sympathetically (omgthatssocutehelpme) then pulled out his phone and started tapping away, "Who are you texting?" Alex asked, ignoring the turtle charm hanging off of the phone "Actually it's Skype" John corrected "Who are you Skyping??" "Laf and Herc" "who and who?!" "Oh they're my other friends, Lafayette and Hercules Mulligan" John explained, using his hands a lot as he talked "Oh...John can we go back to the dorm?" Alex asked after a while. John looked up from his phone and put it away "Why? You're hurt" John insisted "Nah, not really I- never mind jist can we go back?" Alex spoke really fast for no apparent reason. John looked curious as to why Alex cut himself of but turned towards Dorm 12 non the less.