Alexandra Pov-

Alexandra stepped into her new apartment. It was a breath of fresh air compared to her tiny hut in the Caribbean. Two bedrooms, a spacious office for her late night writing, and the largest kitchen she'd ever seen. The money she made to finally afford this place was hard earned- manual labor, odd jobs, and a position at a bank at one point had all been the ways she'd gotten here. Unlike her whore of a sister, Jamie. Turning to prostitution was never an option.

Unfortunately, she had to share this magnificent house with three other girls. Talk about a nightmare. She hoped they wouldn't be annoyingly basic and stereotypical as she had imagined. Just think- working on an essay in your quiet, peaceful office, then the door bangs open only to have a girl shouting at you that she can't pick out an outfit.

Anyway, she thought she should get out of house before the others arrived. She threw her stuff in one of the rooms and wrote a note: "Hey guys! It's your roommate Alexandra. I'll be home soon, i just took a walk to familiarize myself with the area. See you when I get back!" She dropped it on the kitchen table, slipped her shoes back on and stepped out of the door.

Jackie POV-

3 drinks in. Slightly blurry. Whatever, it was fun.

She had decided to meet up with 2/3 of her new roommates- Madelene De Lafayette and Heather(s) Mulligan. Unfortunately, Alexandra Hamilton couldn't hang with them. They had met and decided to live together over Instagram, but Alex didn't have a phone. Mysterious, she thought. I like a mysterious girl. Maybe she'll be cute.

Alex POV-

The bar door jingled as it opened. Alexandra stepped in and surveyed the crowded, dim room. Immediately, she noticed another girl with a choppy pixie cut sitting at the bar- Ally Burr herself. One of the most famous Princeton alumni! Burr was her idol. Alex began to take a step in her direction, then

smack.

you worthless bitch! Do you ever shut the fuck up?!

Alex blinked, trying to repress the memory. "This isn't James anymore. You have a voice. Use it." She pushed her shoulders back and walked to Ally.

"Pardon me, are you Ally Burr?"

"That depends, who's asking?" Burr asked suspiciously.

"Hi, I'm Alexandra Hamilton! I'm a huge fan. You're like, the most famous alumnus from Princeton. I really didn't expect to see you here! Oh, and if you happen to get a call from the bursar, don't answer. You don't wanna hear what he has to say." She rambled. "I, um... I may have gotten into a bit of a fistfight with him."

"You punched the bursar?" Burr said incredulously.

"Y-yes. I wanted to do what you did graduate in two then join the feminist revolution. He looked at me like I was stupid. I'm not stupid. He made some sexist comments then it got a little heated, and well..."

"Can I buy you a drink?" Burr interrupted suddenly.

"That would be nice." Alex said, a bit confused.

"Let me give you some advice. Talk less. Smile more. Don't let them know what you're against or what you're for."

"Huh. But why?"

"Fools who talk too much will wind up dead." Burr said with a wink, a small nod towards a table in the corner, where three girls were sat. Alexandra recognized them.

"SHOWTIME!" They all shouted. One girl stood up. She had short curly hair and green eyes- no, brown- wait, purple? Who cares. She was gorgeous. "I'm Jackie Laurens, and you bet I can hold my fucking drink!" She yelled, which lead to cheers from the others at her table and people from around the bar. The other girls were shouting stuff too, something about France and sewing pants. Alex could only concentrate on Jackie. She was fine as fuck. Jackie caught her eye, smiled and said something to the other girls. They stood up.

"I'm gonna go." Burr said hurriedly and stood, slipping a twenty to the bartender.

"Well if it ain't the prodigy of Princeton college!" Burr froze. "Ally Burr! How are you?" Jackie said.

"I'm great, and you?" Burr said with a forced smile. She was borderline awkwardly sober for this encounter with the tipsy trio. "We're fantastic! What have you been up to lately, besides conversing with this lovely lady?" She threw me a wink.

"Oh nothing much... I've uh, I've actually got something at home bYE!" Ally ran out the door.

"Well what is up with her?" Asked Girl 1.

"Beats me. Do you guys have history? She seemed anxious to leave." I asked.

"Not that I know of." Shrugged Girl 2. Jackie stayed silent.

"Hey, you guys wouldmg happen to be Jackie, Heather, and Medelene, right?

"We are, mon ami. And I assume you are the famed Alexandra?" Girl 1- or, Madelene de Lafayette asked.

"Yes! its so great to meet you guys!" They exchanged hugs. "You're lucky I came in here and found you, otherwise you probably would've passed out cold and been left here till morning!" They laughed. "Should we go back to the apartment? I put my stuff there, but I assume you didn't since none of the rooms were touched."

"Yeah, we've still got our stuff. We did a little shopping earlier, and we got just a couple of things." Heather Mulligan gestured to some bags under the table. They were from H&M and Forever 21, with the exception of a bag from a fabric store. Stereotypical- check. Though maybe not. What stereotypical girls could drink that much beer and not pass out? Basic? No. The absence of Starbucks and Uggs had Alex convinced that these were no ordinary girls.