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Hamilton~~

"Heeyyy Washington." I say nervously. Washington looks up and sees me and Jefferson, both of us kinda bruised up from our fight.

"Son, what happened this time?" he says with a sigh. Jefferson smirks when he calls me son. This fucking ass hat needs to stop being so damned hot!

"Don't call me son..." he shakes his head.

"Jefferson called me names so I punched him. Then we fought. Then I found out-" Jefferson clapped his hand over my mouth.

"No one needs to know that last part Hamilton." he hisses at me. I smirk as he removes his hand from my mouth. His face bright red with blush.

Washington looks at us.

"Clearly you two have some issues to sort out." he stands up, grabbing something from under his desk and holds it behind his back as he walks towards us.

Jefferson frowned.

"I think your son has issues to solve. I'm perfectly fine." he says, emphasizing 'your son'. He turns to walk out of the room.

"Jefferson! I'm not done here." Jefferson grumbles something and walks back over to stand beside me, our hands brushing. My face turning a light pink at the slight touch.

Washington held up our hands(the ones that were touching).

"Now. Behave." I felt something clamp around my wrist and I stared at my hand. YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!? WHY IN THE HELL DOES HE HAVE A PAIR OF HANDCUFFS LYING AROUND HIS OFFICE!?

Jefferson was wide eyes as well. We both looked at eachother then at Washington.

"Figure out whatnot do about this yourselves. I'm not helping this insanity." he says sitting down.

"Your now dismissed." he says smiling. Jefferson then turns around and draws me outside.

"Your fault." he says simply.

"I can't deny it this time, I screwed up."

"Yea you did."

We just wondered aimlessly. Both of us red in the face. He suddenly stopped walking, and I crashed into him.

"What the-"  I stopped when I realized. The classes were all dismissed and everyone's roaming about. Some people were staring at us, some giggling. I felt my face flush up more than ever.

"Let's... Let's go." he then goes off in a run, practically dragging me behind him.

Then as we were running I noticed my friends sitting under a tree closely, staring at us as we ran across campus. I think Jefferson noticed too because he started running faster, making me almost trip on the grass. He didn't get very far before he tripped over something and fell to the ground, me right next to him.

"What the fuck?!" I sat up glaring at him.

"Sorry, Hamilton." he mumbles back.

"Whatever.." I cross my arms as he sits up at well, he sighs.

"If we're to stay like this" he holds up our hands, referring to the handcuffs "then we'll have to get along." I nod.

"Makes sense." I hear running coming towards us, Jefferson lowers our hands and frowns.

"What the heck." someone behind me says while laughing. I see Jefferson's Facebook Red and I turn around to see someone with white hair and a plastic crown on his head. It took me a second to remember who he was.

"Shut up George."

"That's King George to you Hamilton." I stood up, forcing Jefferson up as well.