we made history~lams-Hamilton AU fan fiction

BONJOUR MON AMI

(I'm gonna be salty and make Tomas Alexander's roommate instead, everyone needs a little T Jeff on their life!)

Alexander

Tomas was his name from what I've heard. He's an ass. I can't believe I got HIM of anyone in the collage for a roommate. He's always with this kid names james who's always sick, but he's like the sweetest cinnamon roll I've ever met! I've never even heard him use profanity before!

I went to the gigantic area for law in the front with my black coffee in hand. I looked at my Instagram with sadly only 5 followers. I heard screaming from the distance, I couldn't  help but translate that in my head.

"HERCULES MULLIGAN, VOUS CRIC!" A thick French accent yelled agerliy. "I CANNOT BELIEVEZ YOU!!
VOUS AVEZ MON BAGUETTEZ!!!" He yelled once again. I snickered.
I walked over there. "eriez-vous intéressé par le café peut-être?" (Would you be interested in coffee?) I suggested.

"..you can speakz ze french?" He asked curiously "Bien Duh." I resonded. I faced the other two. They seemed confused. "Oh, umm.. Alexander Hamilton, but you can call me Alex or hamilton." I spoke politely. Before the other guy could talk, the much broader man spoke.

"BRAH BRAH, I AM HERCULES MULLIGAN, I NEED NO INTRODUCTION WHEN YOU KNOW MY DOWN I GET THE FUCK BACK UP!!" He introduced yelling. I smiled in return, I liked this energy and ammunition of this guy. "I'M JOHN LAURENS IN THE PLACE TO BE!" The thiner light skinned man also introduced. His energy was different,like he had these eyes like a fire would start if you got him upset. "BONJOUR MON AMI!!  My name is Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette! But Lafayette should ze easier to remember!!" He introduced happily. He seemed to be that overly happy person but with a spirit to start a massacre over stolen baguettes. "Well, i should be heading to class.." I say and wave, "see you guys," and ran to class before the bell.

I walked looking at my feet unaware of the figure infront of me. "Ow! Hey watch were you're--" "i'm s-so--" and then he sneezed. "James?" I ask taking a peek at him to make sure. "Oh, hey alex..." He answered groggy. "Umm...Shouldn't you be home, you know, resting?" I suggested.
"Nah, this is the usual.." He replied and walked to find a seat. Note to self, if you DON'T want to get sick, don't sit by james... I noted to myself.

I don't mean james is bad! It's just i'm.... a germafobic.... i'm afraid of getting sick, like how we were in the Caribbean. And when I see someone sick, it oftenly REMINDS me of my mother and I.

I sit to the far corner of the classroom hoping no one sits next to me. that was until I saw Aaron Burr himself! I heard he was the smartest kid in the school!! I'm sure he's not annoying!

When he got close enough, I stood up and asked " Exuse me, are you aaron burr, sir?" I asked maybe a LITTLE to exited.. "uh.. that depends who's asking?" "Oh sure sir! I'm Alexander hamilton i'm at your service sir! I was hoping you'd like to... sit next to me?" I resonded losing reyhthme. He laughed and resonded, "talk less, smile more--"

I heard a yell interupt burr "BURR! WILL YOU SHUT UP WITH THAT SHAKE SPEAR SHIT!!?" Tomas. I instantly thought. He sat down quietly with flushed red cheeks. "Hey don't let Jefferson being you down I mean, look at his outfit! I looks like how found the gayest thing in his closest and wore it to school!" I whisper and we snickered in hate. Tomas then flipped us.

This is gonna be a fun year,