A commission I did for someone on Hamimo!

Ship: Hamliza with background Mullette

AU: Art college

TW: None!

Red and orange and yellow and green.

Blue and purple and pink.

I can sing a rainbow!

Eliza scrubbed the multi coloured paint off her hands, gazing over at the pots of brushes and discarded lumps of dried up clay. She ripped a blue paper towel off the dispenser, drying her wet hands. Class was almost over, and the collective college students were placing incomplete clay models on the windowsill to dry. Someone tapped her shoulder and she looked to her left, only to find no one there.

"Other side, mon ami!" The familiarity of the accent made Eliza smile as she turned to face her friend.

She flicked some water at him before dropping the paper towel into the bin. "Hey, Laf. What'd you make then?"

Lafayette leaned on the counter, watching the students sigh and sit down. "You know, the usual." He chuckled.

"Which is?" Eliza questioned, swinging her legs as she jumped up onto the counter.

Lafayette grinned. "Okay, so I don't 'ave a usual." He confessed with a shorted laugh. "I made a little dog."

Eliza let out a small "ooooh!" And nudged Lafayette's side. "Is that for a particular person?"

"Non." He said quickly, knowing full well Eliza was talking about a special man in a design course.

Eliza laughed and looked over at the clock. "Sure?"

"Okay, you caught me. It's for 'Erc!" He swatted at Eliza playfully, frowning down at the floor and taking great interest in his dirty white trainers.

Eliza poked his ribcage gently again. "You two are adorable together."

Lafayette swiftly changed the subject. "What about you? What'd you make?"

She took Lafayette by the wrist and pulled him to her desk. Eliza scooped up a small clay model dinosaur. "'E's so cute!"

"Thanks!" Eliza placed the model on the windowsill as the bell went. She grabbed her backpack and swung it over her shoulder, feeling the sketch pad she always had poking into her shoulder blades. She ran from the classroom, only turning over her shoulder to see Lafayette head off towards the fashion design halls.

Eliza reached campus and looked around the clean green grass, eyes falling upon the odd statue in the middle. She started to walk, pulling out her phone after a while and shooting messages back and forth with her sisters back home.

Whilst walking, she received a text from Lafayette and quickly opened it up.

FrenchFry: [Image attached]

FrenchFry: I have made a new friend!

Eliza clicked the image and smiled sweetly. It was Lafayette and Hercules hanging with a small, black haired guy. He was kinda cute, if it wasn't for the dark bags under his eyes. It looked as though the bags had bags.

She went to click off the image and reply when someone ran into her, sending papers flying and pencils shooting into the air. The person was on the floor, along with Eliza's phone which now had a lengthy crack along the screen. The person groaned and rubbed their head, looking up at Eliza.

"I'm so sorry!" Eliza said quickly, holding her hand out to help him up.

He shrugged her away. "It's fine." He picked up her phone. "Please tell me that crack was there before?"

Eliza gently shook her head and went to take it off of him, when he laughed. "Why've you got a picture of me?"

She lit up like a Christmas tree and snatched her phone back. "My friend sent me it." Eliza shuddered as he laughed.

"Little creepy, but alright." He stuck out his hand and looked at Eliza expectantly. "I'm Alexander Hamilton."

"Elizabeth Schyluer." She hesitantly shook his hand, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What major are you taking?"

"Performing arts and Graphic Design. Double major, you?" Alexander let go of her hand, tightening his black pony tail.

"Fine arts." She said with a nod, kneeling down to pick up some of Alexander's papers. She handed them over. "There are yours?"

"Yeah, you like em?"

Elizabeth nodded. "They're pretty." She studied the designs, whistling.

Alex smiled. "Thanks." He looked around. "Wanna grab coffee? If you're free."

Eliza nodded. "I'd like that, yes." Alexander smiled and shoved the drawings into his book bag, beginning to walk.

Elizabeth scampered along beside him with a beaming smile. Alexander clasped his hands in front of him, swaying as he walked. Eliza listened to him talk, ranting on and on about something or other. He started on art, slowly drifting into ranting about a man named Thomas Jefferson. Whom he apparantly hated because he was a, "tall, arrogant ukulele who needs to shut his loud mouth before someone shuts it for him."

She giggled. "You're quiet aren't you?" Eliza joked with a snicker, covering her mouth with a finger.

Alex stopped talking and turned his head to her as they left campus. "Sorry, did you say something?"

Eliza laughed again. "No, keep going."

Alexander blushed a light pink and hung his head. "No, tell me about yourself. Who is Elizabeth Schyluer?" He gesticulated wildly with a chuckle.

Eliza cleared her throat. "Well, I go by Eliza, I'm twenty-two, I'm the middle child of three sisters, uhh-" She shrugged. "I don't really have an female friends and I'm Pansexual. You?"

Alex nodded. "Umm-" He tapped his feet as they walked towards a local coffee shop. "People call me Alex, or Lexi. I'm twenty and I was born in Nevis, the Caribbean... I'm Bisexual and an orphan." He shrugged.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Eliza put a hand on Alex's shoulder gently just as they turned left down to the high street.

Alex smiled, shrugging her off lightly. "It's fine. Happened a long time ago, I've learned to let go."

"The Caribbean? That must provide some good stories!" Eliza smiled, tucking some loose hair that had fallen out the hairstyle behind her ear.

Alex nodded. "It does!" He grinned and pushed open the door to the shop, 'Smile More!' with a skip in his step.

Eliza giggled again and followed, smirking as Alexander immediately struck up a conversation with the barista. She came up behind him and read the man's name tag, listening into the conversation.

"Oh my god, Burr, you limp sock. Get me a blueberry muffin!" Alexander gently hit his hands off the counter.

Aaron backed up. "Alexander, there are no blueberry muffins."

"I swear to god, Aaron, I want a muffin. Stop being a damp jumper." Alex huffed and crossed his arms.

Eliza tapped his shoulder. "Alex, you alright?"

Alexander turned around. "I want a blueberry muffin." He pouted.

"Well, it appears to me they don't have any. Why not get a lemon one?" Elizabeth suggested with a smile, shooting Aaron sympathetic eyes.

Alex considered this, the gears in his head turning. "Okay. Yeah, that's okay." Aaron sighed in happiness and grabbed a muffin.

"And for you, ma'am. My Lord and saviour." He smiled.

Eliza giggled quietly and looked down at the baked goods. "I'll have a cookie." Aaron nodded and placed it on a plate.

"Coffee?" He was already making one as Alexander spoke.

"Large double shot latte with extra foam." He said his specific order. Before he was even done Aaron had placed a large mug on a tray.

Eliza laughed. "Come here often?" Alex nodded silently, digging through his pockets. "I'll have a medium caramel frappacino." Aaron nodded and set about it, finishing quickly.

"10.75$." He said matter of factly and yawned.

Alex hissed and continued rooting around his pockets. Eliza noticed this and took out her purse, handing over a ten dollar and one dollar note. The founding fathers, Lin-Manuel Miranda and Christopher Jackson smiling up at her.

Aaron quickly handed over the change and pushed the tray towards them. Alexander took it and lead Eliza to a table by the window with cosy brown armchairs.

"Thanks for paying, by the way." Alexander confessed and took his muffin and drink, chugging half of it.

Eliza laughed. "No problem." She took a sip of her cold drink, then a bite of cookie. "Who are you friends with, Lexi?"

Alex licked the foam from his lips before speaking. "A guy called John Laurens, and I met two other people today." He smiled. "You?"

"Like I said, not many female friends but I have one. A really lovely girl called Maria and some guys. Lafayette and Hercules."

Alexander clapped his hands excitedly. "I know him! The French guy with a really long name and the man with the hot pants!"

Eliza nodded and chortled at the descriptions of them. "That's them." She drank some more. "What brought you to America then, Alex?"

"Eh, escaping my past. Fresh start, that sort of crap." He smiled and finished his drink speedily.

Eliza nodded. "My father wanted me to go to medical school, but I failed Science so that didn't happen." She sniggered.

"My mother said I could study whatever I wanted. She was nice like that." Alex stuffed some cake in his mouth.

"Lucky." Eliza said, picking at her cookie.

Alex finished his food and patiently awaited for Eliza to as well. As she did, he stood up. "I've got class soon, sorry, Eliza." Alex apologised.

"It's fine, we should do this again!" Eliza swung her backpack over her shoulder again.

Alex nodded. "I'd like that." They left the shop and Eliza stopped him.

"Here," she held out her hand. "Give me your phone, I'll put my number in."

Alex fished his phone from his back pocket and placed it in Eliza's palm, smiling. She hit her number in and handed it back to Alex. "I had a good time, Lexi. But my classes are over, and my apartments that way." She pointed away from college.

"Oh, okay. I'll text you?"

Eliza kissed Alexander's cheek gently. "Please do." And she started to walk away, leaving Alexander a smitten, blushing red.

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