Rochambeau Elem.
A/N: This is really, really, really historically inaccurate. I hope you know that.
Chapter 1: First Day
Alexander didn't even turn his head to say goodbye to his parents as he raced out the front door. He was excited for his first day of school. He was prepared, with a yellow backpack with black stars, stationary, and brand-new clothes. All that was left was getting to school on time. He checked his watch, and gasped. It was 7:39! School opened its doors at 7:40! He had to get there when the doors opened! He ran faster than he had ever run in his life. He made it just in time, and walked in in awe. The school was huge and sparkling clean. He found his class, and strolled in to meet his new teacher; Mr. Seabury. Mr. Seabury looked down in surprise at Alex.
"Oh, hello. I wasn't expected anyone to come in this early. I'm Mr. Seabury. What's your name?"
Alexander looked up at him with judgmental eyes. "I'm Alexander. Has anybody ever told you that Seabury is a ridiculous name?"
Mr. Seabury chuckled politely, when in reality he wanted to strangle tiny Alexander. He might've, if another boy didn't come in at that moment. He looked very cultured, and (Alexander thought) very conceited. "Hello." The new boy said. "My name is Aaron Burr." He reached out his hand to Mr. Seabury, expected him to shake it. When he didn't, Aaron Burr offered it to Alexander. Alexander warily took it. "May I ask what your name is?" Aaron asked him.
"My name is Alexander Hamilton. You can call me Alex."
Aaron ignored this last statement. "Alexander, I hope we can make an acquaintance." Then, Aaron turned on his heel and walked to a cubby, putting his monogramed backpack in it. He walked to a blue table and sat down. Alexander did the same, but he sat at a red table. They waited in awkward silence, while Mr. Seabury stacked papers. Alex glanced at the clock. 7:43. Alex was wishing that someone would walk in, just to avoid the awkwardness. Then the door to the classroom burst open, and a kid with freckles yelled, "WHAT TIME IS IT!?" His two friends behind him, one with a bandanna, the other one with curly hair in a ponytail, responded, "SHOWTIME!" Mr. Seabury was fuming. His left eye was twitching. Aaron looked at them, disgusted that someone could be so rowdy. Alex was starting to dislike him.
"Now, now! There's no need to shout! What are your names?"
"Brah! Brah! I am HERCULES MULLIGAN!" The kid with the bandanna said loudly. Alex noticed he also had a front tooth missing.
"I am Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette! Lafayette in short." The boy with the ponytail proudly said. He had a strong French accent. Alex knew how to speak French. His mom was teaching him. Maybe they could be friends.
"I'm John Laurens in the class to be!" The freckled kid responded. Alex took a liking to him immediately.
All three walked over to the cubbies, and put their backpacks up. Lafayette had French flags all over his, Hercules had sewing needles and thread on his, strangely enough, and John had a turtle on his backpack. They sat down at Alex's table.
"'Bonjour, Mon ami!" Lafayette greeted Alex.
"Laf, he doesn't know French!" John chastised him.
"Actually, I do. Bonjour, pensez-vous que Mr. Seabury est bizarre?" Alex asked Lafayette.
Lafayette chuckled, and said to his friends, "I like this kid!"
"What did he say?" Hercules and John whined/asked.
"He asked me if I thought Mr. Seabury was weird."
"I do!" John exclaimed.
"Je pense vraiment que Mr. Seabury est bizarre. Êtes-vous excité pour aujourd'hui?"
"Oui." Alex responded.
"Guys, you can't leave us out of the conversation!" Hercules said.
"Hey, we don't know your name yet. What's your name, man?" John asked.
"I'm Alexander Hamilton. You can call me Alex."
"All right, Alex. Welcome to the crew!" Hercules said.
Alex smiled. He had made new friends, and school had only started five minutes ago. The next five minutes, a hoard of kids came in. There was Charles Lee (Both Alex and John didn't like him), three sisters that walked flouncy, named Angelica, Eliza, and Peggy, who had color coded everything based on them (Angelica was pink, Eliza was blue, and Peggy was yellow), and a very snobbish kid named "King" George. But the one kid Alex despised the most was a boy named Thomas Jefferson, or T.J. He had a sidekick named James Madison, who followed him around everywhere. T.J. had a huge afro, and velvet clothes. He was incredibly dramatic, and strutted around like a peacock. When he was asked his name, he said, "Thomas. Thomas Jefferson. Or T.J., but I hate that name." T.J. chuckled, and James awkwardly chuckled with him. They sat at the same table as Aaron, who did his whole handshake routine with him. When everyone finally walked in, Mr. Seabury introduced himself for the umpteenth time.
"Hello class! I'm sure you already know who I am" Alex rolled his eyes, and Hercules, Lafayette, and John snickered. Mr. Seabury glared at them, and continued, "But for those who don't know, I am Mr. Seabury, and I'll be your teacher for this year! We'll have a lot of fun here! Our first order of business, the announcements!"
Alex didn't listen as two boring fifth graders droned on about lunch menus and birthday kids. Finally it was time for the pledge. He jumped to his feet and recited the Pledge of Allegiance by heart, bouncing on the balls of his feet. When the fifth graders said "Have a great day!" He sat down quickly before everyone else, and picked up his red, white, and blue pencil, ready for writing. But the next thing they did was color a picture of a dog. Alex sighed. He hated coloring. But he had to, so he colored it bright yellow with red spots. He wrote the name "Condiment the Doggy" in perfect cursive under it. He turned it in proudly, knowing that his was probably the neatest. Lafayette had colored his like the French flag, Hercules did not color in the lines at all, and John concentrated on his dog way more than he should've, but ultimately did a great job at coloring the dog green with a shell.
After that, it was snack time. John was shouting at Mr. Seabury because he wouldn't let John finish his third juice box.
"John, you've already had… how many?" Mr. Seabury inquired.
"A-TWO BOXES OF GRAPE JUICE, BUT I WAS WORKING ON THREE!" John screamed as he madly tried to grab for the juice box.
Alex was quietly enjoying his animal crackers and watching the action unfold when something hit him from behind. He turned around to see the culprit. It was T.J. throwing carrots dipped in ranch. T.J. threw another one, this time hitting Alex square on the forehead. T.J. and James cracked up. Alex balled his fists in fury. Hercules looked at him pityingly. Two hours passed, and after a really easy math worksheet (What's 1+1? MAYBE 2!) It was time for recess. Alex ran outside. Hercules, John, and Lafayette asked if Alex wanted to play tag. Alex did, until T.J. came strolling along.
"Y'all are playing tag? James and me would like to play too." Alex's crew looked at each other. None of them wanted to play with T.J., but they didn't want to be rude, so they said OK. It was the absolute worst game of tag ever. Every time the person who was it was near, T.J. tripped Alex as he was running away and pretended to apologize while laughing. Alex couldn't stand T.J., but he kept his temper. He didn't want to get in trouble with Principal Washington. When the school day was over, Alex walked home with Lafayette, Hercules, and John. When Alex arrived at home, he wondered how he could get revenge on T.J. Maybe tripping him by stepping on his shoelaces? Throwing food? Those are so old! I need to think of a better plan! Alex thought.*YAWN* I'm tired. Time to take a nap. I can do this thinking stuff later.
Sorry for this having the worst ending ever. Here are the translations.
Alex: Hello, do you think Mr. Seabury is weird?
Lafayette: I really think Mr. Seabury is weird. Are you excited for today?
Alex: Yes.