College \\ Lams
"So have you met any other reincarnations?" Lafayette asks as they pull back from their hug. Hamilton shook his head.
"Nope. If we do though, then they'd probably look like a splitting image of themselves. Y'know?" Laurens said.
"Yeah. Anyways, our dorm number is 177. What if we just added a six like so..." he stuck a 6 at the end of the dorm number.
"1776, the year we met."
"So what was the Reynolds Pamphlet about?" Laurens asked as they headed to orientation class.
"I fucked nearly everyone over," Hamilton started. "Except me."
Hercules snorted. Laf choked back a laugh. "What about Jefferson? Laf?"
"I burnt him on the daily. And I abandoned you in the French Rev- sorry about that." Hamilton said as they entered the class. He looks at their history professor and- "Mr. President Sir!" He saluted the man, stiffening.
Lafayette did a doubletake of the professor too, and along with John and Hercules, they saluted their professor.
"Hamilton and friends?" Washington asked- it was more of a statement though. "Oh god I have to deal with you all?"
Hamilton smirked. "Do you have the lesson planner?"
Washington sighed. "After orientation. You can have it after orientation."
Hamilton stared at the planner. He continued until he finished the work for the term. It was 7:34am when he finally retired. H drank his coffee.
Today was the start of school and they had History first.
"Hey Mr. G-Wash, here's your planner for the term." Hamilton said, handing it to the man. Then he got out a stack of papers- his peers watched in horror and fasination. "And my work."
George gestured to his desk, sighing. "Alexander, that's- I gave it to you yesterday-" John and Herc snorted at his expression.
"Yeah. Expect more essays to be added to the pile." Hamilton said, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. "I finished the work for the rest of the year, though."
Lafayette spoke up. "Imagine what he could do in a week."
"A month!" Herc adds.
"A term," Laurens finishes.
"You should expect it by now," Herc says. "You did hire-"
"Herc!" The rest of the reincarnations scold. "No one is supposed to know it!" "Mon ami, non." "I thought you were a spy." "God damnit Hercules!"
"Just- sit down. Alexander, do whatever. Stay or what not."
Alex just sat down, the rest of the revolutionary students following me. He looks behind him to see someone he recognised. "Pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir?"
"That depends, who's asking?" He hasn't looked up from his book.
Hamilton smirked, lips twitching up. The squad looked at Alex to see what he'd do. John took a sip of water. "The one you murdered, sir."
John choked out, spitting water. Burr snapped his head up so fast you'd think he'd break his neck. "Alexander?"
Alex took a sip of his coffee. "So what was that about duels being dumb and immature?"
"Oh, hey Laf." Hamilton greeted, sitting at the lunch table with Laurens. They had stayed in the dorm for the morning.
"Bonjour, mon ami! Did you-"
Hamilton rolled his eyes. "I had John do like, five assignments."
"They were easy!" John chimed in.
Laf grumbled.
"Why did Alexander Hamilton release the Reynolds' Pamphlet?" George asked. No one except Alexander himself raised their hand. "Alexander?"
"Because 1. He fucked nearly everyone over except himself, so he did that," Laf and Herc laughed as John and Alex high fived. "And two, it's because Maria's husband, James Reynolds, threatened to release information of their affair- because it was a set up- unless he gave them money. So I-he instead released the information on his own accord."
"Tell me why Alexander had the affair?" George questioned.
"You've never seen a bastard, orphan more in need of a break. Then Maria knocked on his door and she said something about her husband mistreating her, so he offered to walk her home. He gave her a loan and as he made his way back home, she grabbed him and dragged him inside to her room. You can guess what happened next."
George sighed. "That is correct."
Laf rolled his eyes, whispering, "you go into detail, mon ami."
"I know."
"So.." Alexander stared at Jefferson.
"Hamilton." Jefferson warned.
"What did you think of my economy?" He asked, smirking.
Jefferson rolled his eyes. "I couldn't undo it if I tried. And I tried."
"John!" Alex yelped, staring at his friend. Lips smashed onto his. Alexander's eyes widened before he kissed back.
Herc scowled. "How come you couldn't be the one to initiate the first move?!" He yelled, handing 10 dollars to Lafayette.
"You go, mon amis!" Laf cheered.