So it turned out that a bunch of people liked this, surprisingly! Thanks for all the support, guys, honestly. It really helps! :)

NOTE: I apologize in the meantime for not writing Lafayette's dialogue in a French accent. Whoops. XD Also, I'll write in Peggy's POV more than I'll write in Lafayette's. ANOTHER note: If you guys have a Tumblr, check out jamsandhams! Their art is amazing. I'll be using some of their ideas from an agent au of theirs in chapters in the future, so I'm giving them credit right now, except theirs was a comic, and mine is now a story, so yeah. XD

Enjoy!

PEGGY POV (still)

It was the night of our party; the party that would overrule all of the parties thrown in IHS history, and the party where I would tell Lafayette my true feelings for him. At least I would try.

As I was sitting in my room, the doorbell rang before I even had the chance to text Laffy. "Peggy, can you get that?" Eliza said from downstairs. "Angelica and I are getting the snacks set up."

"Ugh, fine…" I yelled back, getting up from my bed and walking down to the front door. When I opened it, I saw…Lafayette. "W-What're you doing here?!" I said instantly, making him confused. I felt so stupid for not having a filter. "I-I mean…why are you here so early?"

"I just thought…um…" he stuttered, looking behind him and then back at me. "You guys might need some help…? Yeah!"

"Peg, is that Lafayette?" Angie asked from the dining hall, eventually walking towards Laffy and I, ruining our time alone, and another one of my opportunities to make a move. "Yeah, Peggy could use some help with cleaning the pool, if that's okay."

"I'll do anything. I was bored anyway." he said with a shrug, walking with me towards the pool. I noticed that he had a backpack with him, and I tried to think of what he possibly had to bring to this party. Well, he had been to our house a couple of times before, due to past parties we've held, so maybe he brought a swimsuit. Right as that thought came to my mind, I immediately pictured Laffy with his swimsuit on, showing his abs…

"Can I ask what you have in the bag?!" I asked nervously when we exited the house to get to the pool. "I-If that's okay with you."

"It's no problem," he said, "I just have some sodas, mostly for Mulligan, my phone, a speaker, a swimsuit, and-"

"So you did bring one…" I mumbled under my breath, apparently loud enough for him to hear.

"Huh?"

"What?"

"I-I thought I heard you say something."

"What? No. What?" Then Lafayette's face suddenly turned red, as he ignored my comment and grabbed the pool vacuum, beginning to vacuum the pool. God, I felt like an idiot. My thoughts of Lafayette being shirtless were getting out of control. I pushed my thoughts to the side and began to mop the deck of the pool. This was a good time to think about how not to make Laffy uncomfortable.

"So…" Lafayette began, making me shocked that he would start the conversation after my awkward comment. "What made you guys want to throw this party?" he asked.

"Oh," I said with a nervous laugh. "Angie wanted me to get a Prom date, for some apparent reason, or maybe it's because she says I'm not good with guys." But that was a lie. She actually wanted to throw this party to get John and Alex together, but I didn't blame her. I'd do the same, too. But being the selfish person I am, I lied to make Lafayette jealous, and eventually making him ask me out to Prom. "I wanted to go with my sisters, but they refused to go with me."

"Well…If you wanted to, y-you could…uh…" he stuttered, as he looked back the the vacuum. "You could go with my group and I. I have a strong feeling that John and Alex are gonna go together, and Mulligan is leaning towards asking Angelica out, but when you told me you couldn't go with your sisters…"

"YES." I yelled with excitement, ignoring the fact that Mulligan wanted to ask Angie to Prom. Laffy looked at me in shock, but I could see a smile trying to form across his face, but he sadly fought it. "I-I mean, yeah, I'll go. I'd rather go with you guys than go alone. It'll be like having four body guards."

He smirked and began to speak, but unintentionally, he flicked the vacuum out of the pool, causing water to pour all over me. "O-Oh my God, Peggy, I'm so sorry… I-I didn't mean to-"

"I-It's fine…" I said quietly, not letting him finish. I didn't even make eye contact with him. "I'm just gonna go change…I'll see ya in a bit." So I walked into the house, leaving him silent and probably making him feel terrible, which also made me feel terrible. But hey, I had to get out of those wet clothes.

As I walked upstairs to my room, all I could picture was Lafayette's face of regret. Again, I felt terrible. Did I mention I felt terrible? Well, I did, if that's what you're asking.

I began to take of my wet clothes with a sigh, replaying that moment in my head. I then took my shirt off slowly, as someone opened the door without a knock, and guess who it was? "Hey, Peggy, I-" When Lafayette opened the door and looked at me, he froze. His face turned red and his hands started fidgeting. I looked at him straight in the eyes, with him…looking at my bra. "Uh…I…"

"Hey, Peggy, are you-?" Angie said from downstairs, walking upstairs and towards my room, eventually spotting Lafayette. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH MY SISTER?!" she then yelled, pulling him out of the doorway and pinning him against the wall, getting ready to throw a punch. "Oh, you're dead. You are so dead."

"Angie, it's not what you think it is!" I protested, rushing towards her and holding her back, still with no shirt. "I accidentally spilled some water on myself while cleaning the pool, so I had to come up here and change. I swear, Lafayette did nothing! He just…forgot to knock, I guess."

She looked at me, then at Lafayette, then back at me and so on. "You got lucky." she said, stepping away from him and the wall. "Next time, you're dead, if it's not an accident. Literally. You're dead."

"I think he got the message, Angie. We'll finish cleaning the pool." I said, while putting a clean shirt on. "...You can go now."

She nodded her head and walked down the stairs. Laffy looked at me in horror. "Is she really that protective?" he asked me, making me smirk and forget about the whole incident. "I mean, I get it, because you're sisters and all, but still…"

"Well, when it comes to guys 'fooling around,' yeah."

"Yet she said she wanted you to hook up with guys tonight?"

"For a Prom date, yeah. But I guess I already have one, don't I?" I smiled and looked him straight in the eye, making him smile, too, but then I realized what would happen if Angie saw us flirting like this. "Here, I gotta go talk to Angie…But I'll meet you outside, okay?"

"Sounds good to me." he responded, as I walked out of my room and downstairs to the kitchen. After I saw him go to the backyard, I noticed that everything was clear and I could finally talk to Angie, who was setting up a cheese platter.

"Guess who just got asked out to Prom by their one true love?" I asked her with joy, making her stop what she was doing. She looked at me with a serious expression. Actually, scratch that; no expression. "GUESS."

"I heard something about Prom?!" Eliza said from the basement, rushing upstairs to get in on the conversation. "PEGGY. SPILL."

"So, um…Lafayette might've asked me to Prom…?" I responded, nervous about both of their reactions.

Eliza's reaction was a positive one, of course. She hugged me as tight as she could while squealing right in my ear. When she finally let me go, she said, "Oh my gosh, I'm so happy for you! This is great! We need to go shopping for a dress, though. I'm sorry, but you have, like, nothing in your closet that's Prom worthy."

I looked at Angie, who was actually smiling. "She's right, y'know; The only thing you have in your closet that's fancy is that dress you wore for our cousin's wedding in second grade. Why do you still have that, again?"

I smiled back at her, relieved that she 'approved' of my Prom date. Suddenly, we heard the doorbell ring. Eliza and Angie rushed to the door to open it, and who was standing at the door? Thomas Jefferson and Aaron Burr. "Hey, Liza, Angelica. Is Peggy there? We need to talk to her." Tom said.

"Why are you guys here?!" Angie asked them, turning on her 'older sister' instincts.

"Whoa, calm down." Burr responded. "Mulligan told us that Lafayette would be here because of Peggy, for some reason. He told me he was going to the library, but apparently, he's not."

"Since when do you guys about about what Lafayette does and where he goes?" I said, jumping into the conversation and moving closer so that they could see me.

"Ah, there she is." Tom added on. "Can I talk with you for a sec?"

Before Eliza and Angie could decline, I quickly approved and let him come into our living room, while Burr was talking with Angie and Eliza at the doorway to 'distract' them somehow.

CLIFFHANGERRR! :D Sorry. My bad. XD

~MJ