Chapter 1
Alexander Hamilton let out a sigh of relief as the bus finally arrived. He had flown in just that morning so taking a bus had been the last thing he had wanted to do after hours of flying. Unfortunately, he had no other way of getting to the college so he had to grin and bare it until now. He quickly picked up his two duffel bags and got off of the cramped vehicle as quickly as he could.
Upon placing his feet on the solid pavement of the sidewalk, he examined what he could see of the school. It was huge, of that he never doubted. He expected nothing less from one of the best schools in the area. It had the old style of brick which appeared to make up each building he could see, allowing it to look old but still new.
Alexander looked around, searching for whoever was supposed to meet up with him at the bus drop off. He had been informed before his flight that a couple of student workers would be waiting for him when he arrived. He waited for a few moment before sighing. “I suppose there’s no point in waiting around all day,” he said to himself.
He took a nervous breath and made his way up towards the buildings. He was a bit nervous about attending this college but he wasn’t going to let that stop him. When he got closer he noticed one of the buildings clearly marked as the administration building and took another deep breath.
He spotted a few students milling around during the short walk but ignored them.
He had just reached the door when it was shoved open, causing him to stumble backward and fall on his ass. “Shit, I’m sorry, dude. You ok?” a voice asked.
Alex looked up to see two faces looking down at him. One of them was dark-skinned and wore a gray beanie, a light blue t-shirt, khaki shorts, and tennis shoes. He had a look of worry on his face so Alex assumed he was the one who had opened the door.
The other boy was lighter skinned than the other and wore a more royal blue button up, blue jeans, and neatly polished shoes. He wore his hair in a poofy ponytail which moved when he shook his head in an exaggerated manner.
“Hercules, votre petit klutzy. I told you to slow down,” he stated before leaning down and offering Alex a hand.
Alex took the hand and let the boy help him stand. He brushed off his clothes before turning to the one that the other had called Hercules. “I’m fine, it’s no worry, really,” he explained.
Hercules gave a smile and nodded. He then seemed to notice Alex’s duffle bags and gave a gasp. “Well, I think it’s a good thing we ran into you. Are you Alexander?” he questioned.
Alexander hesitated for a moment before nodding. This caused the two to look at each other and give a sigh of relief. “Well, Alexander, Je m'appelle Lafayette. This is my boyfriend, Hercules. We were supposed to meet you at the drop-off but a certain someone was running a bit late,” he explained, his french accent flowing with the words.
Hercules rubbed the back of his head and looked away guiltily. “Hey, I said I was sorry,” he stated, his voice sounding a bit soft for someone of his size.
Alex offered a smile to the two of them. “It’s fine, really. I was a bit surprised that no one was there but it wasn’t too hard to find this building,” he explained, picking up his duffel bags again.
“Good. Well, now that you’re here, we can get started. We were told to give you a tour of the campus and then leave you to settle in,” Hercules explained with a kind smile.
He felt Lafayette rest an arm around and looked up to see him offering a kind smile as well. “Oui, first let us stop by your dorm room and drop your bags off. I’m sure your roommate is dying to meet you,” he said with a big smile.
Alex heard Hercules chuckle and felt Lafayette move his arm to hit him. Alex raised his eyebrow at this but ignored it, letting the two lead him towards what appeared to be the dorms, at least one of them anyway.
“This is the boy’s dorm. Girls are allowed to visit whenever but they have to keep us separate ‘officially’ and all,” Hercules explained, opening the door for the two of them.
After they all entered i the lobby, Lafayette motioned to the left. “Par ici, Alexander. Normally you would be going on the right with other freshman but since you arrived late, we were forced to room you with an upperclassman. Hopefully, you two can become friends. He has a habit of...running off his roommates,” Lafayette explained.
Alex was about to ask why when they stopped in front of a door. Lafayette knocked on the door and gave him a reassuring smile. Alex watched as the door was opened to reveal a boy who appeared to be a few years older than himself. He looked similar to Lafayette, though his hair was fanned out around his head in what appeared to be a soft, fluffy afro.
“Gilbert, how great to see you. Hercules, a pleasure as always,” he stated, though his tone changed a bit when talking to Hercules. His gaze then landed on Alexander and he swore he saw annoyance flash in his eyes. He looked Alex up and down before giving an obviously fake smile. “Who might you be?” he questioned, his southern accent dripping from his words.
Alexander could already tell that he was going to hate this guy. Not only did he give off the typical ‘holier than thou’ snobby person attitude, but he also gave off the appearance. His clothing was simple enough. A magenta shirt, which sleeves stopped at his elbows, a black button up vest, and dark jeans graced his seemingly perfect figure.
Noticing that Alex was taking a moment to speak, Lafayette answered instead. “Thomas, this is Alexander Hamilton. He’s your new roommate,” he explained.
Thomas visibly rolled his eyes at this information. “Another one? I suppose a freshman this time is new,” he said, moving back into the room so that they could enter.
Lafayette motioned for Alexander to go ahead and he did so, though was slightly annoyed with Thomas’ attitude. He noticed what he assumed to be his side was completely bare, though it appeared that Thomas had been making use of part of his small closet. Alexander looked over to Thomas with a raised eyebrow and received a smirk in return.
Alexander rolled his eyes before sitting his duffel bags on the bed and turning back to Lafayette and Hercules, who were both standing in the doorway looking curiously at him and Thomas. He cleared his throat before speaking. “You both mentioned a tour?” he inquired, wanting to leave the room already.
He noticed a gleam in Lafayette’s eyes before he looked at Hercules then back to Alex. “Oui, à ce sujet. We were just invited to a party by a friend. We would invite you but you really need to get shown around before it gets dark so that you can go to classes tomorrow,” Lafayette said.
At this, Lafayette turned to Thomas and gave what Alexander could only describe as a puppy dog look. Alex held in the laugh that threatened to spill from his lips, which became more difficult when he saw how flustered Thomas got.
“Why do I get stuck with the pipsqueak!” he exclaimed, causing Alex to glare in his direction.
Alex hated when people messed with him about his height. He may have been short compared to others but it never stopped him. He still hated when people tried to use it as an insult.
“Aw, come on Thomas. It won’t be that bad,” the Frenchman pleaded.
Thomas let out an annoyed sigh. “Sometimes I wonder why I call you my friend, Gilbert,” he stated.
Lafayette gave a large smile and ran over to Thomas, giving him a quick hug. “Thanks, Thomas. I’ll pay you back, I swear,” he said before he ran back to the doorway. He grabbed Hercules’ hand and the two were gone in an instant, leaving the two alone.
Alex and Thomas stayed in awkward silence for a good five minutes before it was broken by Alexander.
“Look, if you don’t want to do it Thomas, then you don’t…” he began, only to be cut off by the southerner.
“I’m only going to show you everything once. Remember it all as I won’t repeat any of it. If I’m lucky we can be done before dinner,” the boy spoke.
With that Thomas exited the room, obviously expecting Alexander to follow. Alex released an annoyed sigh that he didn’t know he had been holding and quickly followed after the taller boy, it being made a bit difficult by the height difference. Alex could only hope that this wouldn’t be a terrible year due to his roommate.