I wake up to somebody shaking me, my head spinning and hurting like hell. Me, being the germaphobic I am, immediately shove them off, and stand up. The man who was shaking me throws his hands in the air and walks slowly backwards in mock fear. He laughs.
"Sleeping Beauty was out for a while, huh?"
"Don't call me that." I say, my voice as cold as dry ice. He laughs again, this time slightly nervous.
"Anyways......... What's your name, Princess?"
"Y/N Schuyler. And DON'T call me that."
"Jeez."
I take a deep breath, not wanting to freak out.
"What's your name?"
"John. John Laurens."
My head finally stops pounding, and I get finally get a good look at John. He's hot. Like... Burning letters hot. (A/N: Not going into descriptions bc I suck at them) I hear somebody coming up, and we freeze. Is it more drunk men? My thought are racing out of control, so I hold Common Sense tight (it calms me down). I hear the door fling open.
"Who are you?! And what are you doing with my book?
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FanfictionRUNNER-UP IN THE 2018 SECRET AWARDS UNDER THE FANFICTION CATEGORY! I don't care what they say. You're not invisible." "Really?" "Really." Y/N Schuyler. Ever heard of her? No. You know the others, Angelica, Eliza, and Peggy, but what about her? The a...
