"Alright, French test!" Laf cheered.
"No way!" Peggy giggled.
"Let's go outside," Laf suggested.
They started walking down a small path through the college's garden.
"What is how do you do?" Laf asked professionally.
"It - it's co - comment - uh, it's so cold!" Peggy stammered, her words garbled from the cold. Laf laughed.
"Here," he said, handling Peggy his sweatshirt. "I have a high tolerance to cold."
"Th - thanks," Peggy slipped into the oversized sweatshirt gratefully.
Laf's breath caught as he realized how much better Peggy looked in his hoodie than him.
Peggy put the hood on and drew the strings. Lafayette couldn't see her face anymore. For some reason, this really bothered him.
"Peggy, could you take the hood off? I want to see you face," Laf blushed, cursing himself for being so direct.
Peggy turned completely red, but took off the hood.
"No French test today, " Laf announced. "I'll walk you back."
Peggy nodded and they proceeded back to the dormitories in silence.
They reached Peggy's door.
"So, thanks for the hoodie - " Peggy started to remove the sweatshirt.
"Keep it!" Laf blurted out. Peggy cocked her head to the side. "I mean, it looks better on you anyway."
Peggy grinned. "Bye Laf!"
"Au revoir, Peggy," Laf said.
Peggy's POV
"What happened?!" Eliza grabbed Peggy as soon as she walked in.
"We - " Peggy tried to tell her.
"Peggy! Is that Laf's sweatshirt?" Eliza squealed.
"Yeah," Peggy mumbled.
"Alright Peggy. Don't go breaking his heart." Eliza warned.
"Wait, aren't you supposed to be, like, warning Laf?" Peggy demanded.
"Traditionally, yeah, but he's a really nice guy so he wouldn't do that. I'm warning you instead," Eliza laughed.
Peggy huffed. "We are just friends, 'Liza!"
"Sure, sure," Eliza winked knowingly.
"Where's Angie?" Peggy tried to deflect attention from herself.
"With John," she answered.
"Ooh!" Peggy raised her eyebrows. "What's going on with those two?"
Eliza's expression turned dark. "I have no idea."
Peggy watched this with curious eyes. What was going on that she didn't know about?
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John's POV
TurtleBoi: I'll be there to pick you up in ten
AngelTurtle: I'll be near the front gate
John shut his phone off and proceeded to panic. How could he kiss a girl if he hadn't even gotten over his previous crush? Was he that desperate? John chalked it up to desperation.
The only way you can get over your old crush is to get out there again.
John sighed and headed to the front gate in his car.
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Living In The Greatest City In The World | Hamilton - COMPLETED
Fanfiction(COMPLETED) What happens when the entire Hamilton group is in the 21st century - and are in college? Stuck in their awkward college, what-to-do-in-life phase, they combine a love triangle - no - square, a turtle, French lessons, and two stubborn p...
