Hey guys! As some of you may know, my other Hamilton FanFic was deleted (by me). Now, I was reading some of the comments from you guys, and they were really great. Things like "I live for this!" and "Keep up the good work!" I didn't want to take this away from you guys, and I also have a lot of fun writing these stories myself. Now, without further ado… enjoy the story!

The tall gates stood extremely imposing to Alexander, they were wrote iron, and looked like they belonged inside of a medieval castle. Alexander wasn't scared of many things, but meeting new people was one of the few things. Alex had come from the Caribbean, where his town had been destroyed by a hurricane, and his mother had died from disease. Without a father figure in his life, the current of life had swiftly carried him away. Now, he was 16 years old and in New York City, the greatest city in the world. He was currently sleeping in an orphanage on the other side of the city, but he was supposed to be shipped into a foster home by the end of the day! He was very excited, but at the same time, very scared.

Today was his first day at a new school, Washington High, named after the principle, George Washington. Alexander had already met with the principal to arrange his classes and schedule, and found him to be a gruff and imposing man, but very kind and caring.

As the bus passed the iron gates and into the school campus, kids started to jump up and down in their seats, action that Alexander deemed unworthy of high schoolers. As the bus started to unload and kids began to get off, Alexander put one foot into the isle, and was immediately pushed back into his seat by another boy, about his age, who looked very rich, He paraded past Alexander with a group of people following him.

Alexander tried to get up, but fell down to the ground again. Then, a hand shot in front of his face. Alex looked up to find a wiry haired boy, wearing bright neon colors, looking back down at him. Alexander took his hand and gave him a nice smile. "Thank you," he said, before leaving the bus.

However, the boy followed Alex and walked beside him. Alex, not wanted to seem rude or mean turned to the boy. "Hi, I'm Alexander Hamilton, I'm new here."

As soon as he said it, the boys draw dropped and he said in a very fast passed tone, "You're him? Oh my god, my teachers have been talking about you for the past month, and how you are supposed to be really smart and stuff like that. They're really excited to have you in there classes."

Not knowing what to say, Alex smiled and shrugged, "Well, that's me." He said this quote awkwardly and with very little interest.

The boy also shrugged and looked ahead. "Well, it's nice to finally meet you Alexander, or can I call you Alex? Okay, great! Anyway, I'm John Laurens."

The two of them exchanged greetings and continued to walk towards the school in silence. When they entered, the two parted ways and Alex went to his locker to unack his bag. While there, he noticed a girl with raven black hair standing my her locker, looking at her phone. Alex though that she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his entire life. Before he could take in more of her features, she walked off with two other girls, that looked similarly like her.

Alex looked at his schedule. First period was with Mr. Schuyler.

So, Alex put his backpack in his locker and closed it (and locked it). He strode off towards Mr. Schuyler's room. When he entered, he was delighted to see John sitting in a corner talking to two other boys. But what made him even more delighted, was the fact that the rave haired girl was in this class. He stared at her for just a little to long, and she noticed. She blushed and gave his a little wave.

Feeling foolish, Alex walked across to the other side of the room to where John was sitting. He say down next to him. John introduced him to the other two boys with him, who were Marquis de Lafayette and Hercules Mulligan. He exchanged brief greetings with both of them, and instantly like the pair of them. This was the fasted he had made friends ever before, three in one morning, he was on a role!

The four of them talked for some time, and Alex finally got up the nerve to ask Hercules who the girl with the raven hair was.

"Ah man," he said in a deep voice, "that's Eliza Schuyler. She's Mr. Schuyler's daughter. She's with her two sisters, Peggy and Angelica. Why do you ask?"

Alexander instantly felt his face grow red hot. He looked down, his eyes fixed upon his shoes. "N-no reason." He said weakly.

Hercules shrugged and continued with the conversation.

The rest of the day went without incident. In every class, he had to introduce himself in front of the class. And everytime, he had to tell everyone where he was from, and everytime he said he was from Nevis, everyone gasped and felt sorry for him. He hated it. When the day ended, he was so relieved that he would finally be able to move out of the orphanage, he was almost sprinting as the bus dropped him off at the orphanage. He ran inside and packed up all his belongings, and went down to the lobby to ask where he was supposed to go. The reception lady gave him the address to his new home and he ran all the way there. When he finally reached the house, he noted how large it was.

Before knocking on the door, he mentally and physically checked himself. Deeming himself worthy of entrance, he knocked on the door. Nothing happened for a few seconds, but when the door finally opened, Alex nearly lost it.

Standing in the doorway was Eliza fucking Schuyler.

Oh my god I had so much fun writing that! Anyway, let me know how you thought it was in the comments, I really hope you guys enjoyed it. If you have any suggestions, be sure to tell me and I'll try to add them into the story. I'll be sure to update whenever I can!