Alexander Hamilton – a fresh fifteen year old. A small bean some would refer to him as. Very smart, academically. Brand new to New York. And how to have a better start in this world? Place him in a new school. Oh, well that's just swell, isn't it.

He sighed. His adoptive father, George Washington, was also the principal of his new school. He sat up front, driving through the streets. Alexander stared out the window, taking in the sights of his new home. "So, Alex. Ready for your first day?" George asked brightly, trying to engage in conversation. Alex pulled his head from the window. "Not really." He said with a fake smile. George's grin slowly disappeared as he pulled into the faculty parking lot.

George pulled into his space, parked, and looked at Alexander. "Son, I know you're completely new here, and it's going to be tough, but I believe in you. You should too." George rubbed Alex's shoulder and stepped out of the car, Alex in pursuit. George straightened his tie and walked into the school, leaving Alex alone in the front yard of the school. "Good luck Alex!" he called out to him.

Alex stood in the front yard of the school. It wasn't very busy. There was still a good while before school actually started. He sat down on a bench surrounded by flowers, with two trees growing on either side. This spot isn't bad, he thought to himself. He dropped his backpack in the grass at his feet, and watched the other students talk.

Not many people show up this early he thought. He pulled out his headphones from his bag, plugging them into his phone. An argument had broken out between four kids. He opened Spotify and started In The Heights, one of his favorite musicals. But also pretty much the only one he listened to.

He saw more cars pull up, students exiting them. It looked like the debate between the four kids as settled down to a bickering, which was pretty funny. Two kids had their hair pulled back into pony tails, but one's hair was frizzier and messier opposed to the other one. One kid just had his hair covered by what looked like a rag wrapped around his head, even though it wasn't a rag. He didn't know the name for it. The fourth guy just had a shaved head.

He saw a very red car pull up. He identified it's type. 2014 blue Mustang Convertible. Two girls stepped out, the car pulling away to park in the student lot. The were sisters, though it was a bit difficult to tell. Both wore their hair down, except one seemed messier than the others. She wore a smile on her face as her sister departed, but Alexander could see that it was fake. The girl with the messy hair entered the school soon after her sister left.

Alex turned his attention back to the guys. The one with the shaved head caught his eye and waved, then went back to bickering with his friends. Alex waved back, but realized the guy hadn't seen him. He stood up and entered the school, stopping by the water fountain before his first period.