To the Present (Hamilton reacts+ xreader)

Chapter One

They sat in the theater all four revolutionary's by each other, Washington then Y/N then burr then Thomas and James  

{How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a                                   Scotsman, dropped in the middle of  a forgotten Spot in the Caribbean by Providence, impoverished, in squalor                Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?}

Alex raised a eyebrow the rest of the men shrugged it off except for John who also raised a eyebrow

{The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father}

{Got a lot farther by workin' a lot harder
By bein' a lot smarter
By bein' a self-starter
By fourteen, they placed him in charge of a trading charter}

Alex gasped and smiled

{And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted
Away across the waves, he struggled and kept his guard up
Inside, he was longing for something to be a part of
The brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter

Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned
Our man saw his future drip, drippin' down the drain
Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain
And he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain

Well the word got around, they said, "This kid is insane, man!"
Took up a collection just to send him to the mainland
"Get your education, don't forget from whence you came, and
The world's gonna know your name! What's your name, man?"

Alexander Hamilton
My name is Alexander Hamilton
And there's a million things I haven't done
But just you wait, just you wait}

Alex smiled at the line, Hercules Lafayette and john all smiled

"WHAT! They made a play out of his life?!" Jefferson roared

Alex shot him a smug smile "Yeah America knows I've always been better"

{When he was ten, his father split, full of it, debt-ridden
Two years later, see Alex and his mother, bed-ridden
Half-dead, sittin' in their own sick
The scent thick}

And Alex got better but his mother went quick

Alex's happy mood vanished at the mention of his mom his eyes glazed over, John saw this and laced his hand in his

{Moved in with a cousin, the cousin committed suicide
Left him with nothin' but ruined pride, somethin' new inside
A voice saying "(Alex) you gotta fend for yourself"
He started retreatin' and readin' every treatise on the shelf

There would've been nothin' left to do
For someone less astute
He would've been dead or destitute
Without a cent of restitution
Started workin', clerkin' for his late mother's landlord
Tradin' sugar cane and rum and other things he can't afford
(Scammin') for every book he can get his hands on
(Plannin') for the future, see him now as he stands on (oooh)
The bow of a ship headed for a new land
In New York you can be a new man

In New York you can be a new man (Just you wait)
In New York you can be a new man (Just you wait)
In New York you can be a new man