Chapter 1: Just you wait

Alexander Hamilton wasn't exactly an ordinary college student, he reflected. The story of how he had gotten where he was standing where he was still blew his mind, and he was the one who had lived it.

First, it was life on that fleck of an island on the Carribean. Then, his father leaving and his mother dying. And then his brother vanishing from his life, just like the wind, passing through for only a moment before disappearing, with no trace that it have ever been there before.

Then the hurricane, devastating the world that Alex had known, ripping up houses and killing people left and right. It was everywhere, dominating, crushing everything in its path.

After it was over, Alex did the only thing that he could think of. He picked up his pen and wrote like the madman he was, filling out page after page with description about the horror and destruction that it had caused. To him, writing was as natural as breathing or walking. It was something he did.

Inexplicably, everyone had thought he was some bastion of mad talent. If you had asked him, he would have told you that he wasn't all that remarkable.

But those loudest in their favor for him scrounged together enough to cash to put him on a ship, and before he knew it, he was sailing on a ship to the United States of America. Going there to get a college education.

Of course, it could have been better planned out. They sent him a solid month after every college's semesters and classes had begun. Except for one college up the East Coast named King's College, that oddly enough, was just barely beginning.

So nineteen-year-old Alex's choice of colleges wasn't truly a choice at all. King's had accepted him, he had sailed on the ship, found the administration building, checked in without a hitch, and was now standing in front of room 1776, the place that would be his new home for the next four years.

So many coincidences. So many things that just happened to line up for me to get here. Alex thought to himself. Why do I feel like I've lived this story before?

He shook his head to dislodge his silly thought. No. He was just one guy. This was his day, and today was going to be a good day.

With that, he pushed open the door and stepped through, only to realize that the door was locked, the realization punctated by him smashing his nose into the hard surface.

Groaning, Alex half-blindingly jammed his key into the keyhole, turned the knob, and only then walked into the college dorm.

It was an absolutely tiny place, but manageable. Two twin beds pushed up against the wall, two desks next to them. A door that presumably led into a bathroom. Two nicely sized windows letting the sun in.

Sitting on the chair was what looked like a similarly-aged boy wearing a blue polo shirt and an extremely large, unwieldy-looking cast, furiously scratching out something on a piece of paper in front of him.

Alex took a deep breath and said in the most confident voice he could muster, "Hey. Guess you're my roomate. I'm Alex."

The boy jumped up as though he'd been shocked, his pencil skidding one way and the paper flying the other way.

"Wow." Alex said. "I know I'm exciting, but try to contain it a bit."

The boy looked at him confusedly before cracking a semi-reluctant grin. "Ah. I get it. Ha ha."

"So, who might you be?" Alex asked, extending a hand.

At this, the other boy firmed his jaw and extended the hand that wasn't in a cast.

"Evan." he replied. "Evan Hansen."

Hey all. It's HTP here, your favorite author on obscene major crossovers.

So, yeah. I've been a fan of Hamilton (and the other three famous modern musicals) for quite a while now, and I thought that I'd pitch in a fiction about it. And now we've got this. Yeah. I have no idea where it's going to go, when I'm going to update it, heck, I don't even know if you're going to get to a Chapter 2. Don't bash my head in if it doesn't arrive.

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Raise a glass to freedom, and until next time, True Readers!