Ok before we begin, I need to cover somethings so ya'll don't get confused. 1. In this story, Philip and Theodosia don't die young. Also, of course this took place after the Reynolds Pamphlet, and Eliza hasn't forgave Alexander yet. This is because Eliza forgave Alex after Philip died... and he didn't die yet. This is at the point where Burr and Alexander are annoyed by each other, but not completely hatred yet. This is my first Hamilton story :) Positive feedback will really help me my confidence. Please leave a review. By the way "How'd you do", is a way to say "Hi, How are you", back then. Idk if you knew that so I just clairified it.
Theodosia's POV
"Theodosia!", my Dad called.
"Yes father?", I shouted from my room.
"Come here!"
I ran over to my Dad.
"I'm gonna get home late again, sorry..", he said.
"Oh.", I said, dissapointed
"Just don't get into any trouble ok?", he said with a grin.
I smirked. "Ok dad."
"Don't leave the house."
"I'm 19, I can handle myself."
"I'm just worried about you, please stay home..."
"Ok dad"
He left, and I went to my room for about 3 minutes
I looked out my window, he was gone.
I ran out the door. Comon you really think I'm gonna stay inside all day? Nah.
"There's a lake I know!", I remembered, "I'll go there!"
I walked over to the lake, but there was a boy there. He looked my age. He had green eyes, freckles, and long hair. Not to mention, he was really cute. I blushed and asked myself, "Maybe I should go talk to him?" I walked over to him.
"How'd you do?", I asked politely.
"How do I do what...?", he asked.
"...How are you...?", I asked.
"Not good, honestly."
I sat down next to him on the grass, and noticed he was holding something.
"Whatcha reading?"
"The pamphlet that tore my family apart.", he said with a sigh.
"Can I see?", I asked. He handed the pamphlet over to me, and I read it the cover.
"The Reynolds Pamphlet...? I heard of this!", I said, "Is your father Alexander Hamilton?"
The boy nodded and extended his hand out to me and I shook it.
"Phillip Hamilton."
"Theodosia Burr"
"Is your dad Aaron Burr...?", he asked, "Because I think our parents know each other."
"Yes he is", I said, " And my dad talks about your dad a lot!", I exclaimed.
"Good things?", asked Phillip.
"Uh... well..."
~Flashback~
"HOW DOES A BASTARD, ORPHAN, SON OF A WHORE, AND A SCOTSMAN DROPPED FROM THE MIDDLE OF A FORGOTTEN SPOT IN THE CARRIBIAN BY PROVIDENCE AND POVERENCE..."
"HOW DOES A BASTARD, ORPHAN, SON OF A WHORE GO ON AND ON GROW INTO MORE OF A PHENOMENON?"
"WATCH THIS ABNOXIOUS, ARROGANT, LOUD MOUTH, BOTHER, BE SEATED AT THE RIGHT HAND OF THE FATHER!
~Back To The Lake~
"Uh, he mentioned he was a phenomenon...", I said.
Phillip laughed. "I'm guessing that's all you could think of"
"I don't think that they get along as well as we do.", I said. "My Dad doesn't even know I'm here."
"Why won't he let you come to the lake?", he asked.
"He's been over-protective since my mother died.", I said.
"Oh i'm sorry.", he said.
"It's alright, I'm pretty used to it.", I put on a fake smile so he wouldn't know how sad I was.
"When do you have to get home?", Phillip asked.
"Really late", I said.
"Great!", he said with a smile, "Wanna hang out until you have to go?"
"A date?", I asked.
"If you want it to be!", He said.
"I would like that!"
"Let's go.", He said and grabbed my hand. I followed him. What a great day this is becoming!
