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Random Fact of the Chapter: Lafayette gave John Quincy Adams an alligator.
Peggy didn't come to the dance for the same reason as her sisters had. She didn't come to meet boys, the nineteen year old girl was here as an ornament. The third Schuyler Sister. The "and Peggy". This was her sisters moment, Angelica was dazzling the room with beauty and wit while Eliza danced in the sidelines, noticed by many, noticing none. Noticing none until a certain boy walked into the room. Well, boys to be exact. Five students came swaggering in one by one, but the boy in the front was the only one Eliza had eyes for.
Peggy, observing from the sidelines noticed something about him that Eliza hadn't. Behind the handsome face, flirtatious manner and deep intelligent eyes that had smitten her sister, Peggy saw something else. A hunger, something deep and so ingrained in the very fiber of his being that it almost scared her, especially with the way Eliza was watching him. While he was the one who stood out at only the slightest glance, there were four others with him too.
Behind the leader walked a cheerful looking freckle-faced young man, a tall, dark haired, dark-eyed man and a heavyset guy in a beanie and long dark coat. Behind them slunk a slim, dark young man who watched everything with sharp, shifty eyes. Quickly losing interest, Peggy returned to her book (20,000 Leagues Under the Sea) and lost all perception of the world around her. So she didn't notice when the freckle-faced boy that she had barely noticed took notice of her.
Didn't notice when he slowly, hesitantly approached her. Didn't hear the quiet words he said ""Hi, my name is John Laurens. What are you reading?" And when she still didn't give any indication of hearing his words, she didn't see him creep up quietly behind her and start reading over her shoulder. What she did notice however, was the squeal of "No! Don't turn the page, I haven't finished reading it yet!" However, while this had never happened to her, she did have some experience standing or sitting behind someone and while craning her neck to read their book. So all she did was say "okay, just hurry up." He, for his part, blinked in surprise. Finding a girl sitting in a corner reading at a ball where everybody's dancing and the band's top volume is unusual to say the least, but what had just happened was something else altogether. Coming up behind a girl and reading her book was not something he would usually do, but when that girl realizes your doing it and just tells you to finish the page because she wants to continue… well, he had to get her number.
He drew up a chair beside her and they soon fell into a steady rhythm, him turning the pages since he was the slower reader, and her eating Skittles while she waited for him to finish. Then came the siblings, Eliza and Angelica pulled their younger sister away from her book and her newfound friend. Pleading and cajoling, dragging her towards the dance floor where three young men stood waiting. As soon as the three girls reached them, the trio split apart, Eliza and Angelica each darting over to stand beside one of the grinning young men.
Eliza stood beside the handsome young man Peggy had noticed her eyeing before. He carelessly slung an arm around her and took another sip from the cup he held. Angelica smiled up at the man who she was leaning against, a lean, tall teenager who whispered something to her in French. Something that made her blush, give a breathless giggle and whisper back.
"Peggy, these are our new friends," said Angelica. "This, is Marquis de Lafayette, he's an exchange student from Paris." Lafayette bowed "It is an honor to meet you madomesel Schuyler, your sisters have told us much about you." Peggy smiled awkwardly and murmured a quiet hello. "And this is Alexander Hamilton," Eliza said. ""He's from the Caribbean and he just moved here and got a scholarship, he's really smart!" It might have been Peggy's imagination, but it seemed to her that Alexander flinched ever so slightly when Eliza mentioned the Caribbean. Eliza's voice interrupted her thoughts, "and this is Hercules Mulligan, he's going to be a tailor. You two should really talk, maybe… during a dance?"
Peggy and Hercules were propelled onto the dance floor by their well meaning (and slightly tipsy) friends. Peggy glanced back at the corner where her book, Skittles and friend (she realized that she still didn't know his name), sat invitingly. As the band started playing a song for slow dances (and Hercules grabbed her as his partner) Peggy saw Eliza exit the area next to the stage, yeah, she knew who's doing this was.
Meanwhile, Lafayette and Angelica stood on the outskirts of the crowd, speaking softly in French and swaying to the music. "So, you and Alexander and Hercules have been best friends since you met." Lafayette smiled down at the beautiful girl who had for some unknown reason singled him out to spend the evening with. "Yes, me, Hamilton, Mulligan and Lauren." Angelica frowned in confusion. "Who is Laurens?" Lafayette opened his mouth to say that she'd already met him, but then realized, Laurens hadn't been with the gang all night. "One of the gang. He's been at the dance all night, but he hasn't been with us. It's weird, we haven't seen him, and usually he would be totally wasted and either passed out or still drunkenly belting out a insult to the name of music by now." Angelica nodded, still looking slightly perplexed. "You better find him then."
It only took a moment to find him though. John Laurens sat in the corner where Peggy had left him, dejectedly watching Hercules and Peggy dance. "Okay, this is new. Your not passed out, or even slightly drunk. Your sitting in a corner alone, what is happening? Have I slipped into an alternate demension where John Laurens doesn't get drunk at parties?" Laurens looked up at him with big, sad, puppy dog eyes. "I met a girl, she was beautiful and didn't mind me reading over her shoulder. I didn't even get her name before her sisters dragged her away. Now she's dancing with Hercules…" Her sisters... "Laurens, do you think you could point her out to me?" His friend nodded and pointed at the couple waltzing across the dance floor. Lafayette grinned, "You know,she didn't seem that into him… and there is such a thing as cutting in." Laurens looked up at him sharply, then glanced at the couples dancing. He grinned, "let's do this."
