A/n: I got a question from someone asking what exactly Alexander + co was protesting and just to clear that up because I forgot to put in. It's radium against black, latina, muslim etc people because a lot of crap is going down there i feel like alex would be 1.7 meters of pure rage about it. also, as much feelings i have about racism, this is not a political fic. please dont leave comments or hate messages about the topic.

Lafayette said his goodbyes to Maria and left the dance with the Hamlisquad, as Alex had dubbed them one drunken night. Alex was glowing. Apparently this had been a good night for him.

"And guess what?!" Alex looked at John waiting for him to guess 'what'.

"What, Alex?" John tiredly asked,

"Eliza's coming to the protest!" Alex squealed like a butchered pig.

"Calm down man!" Herc intervened and rolled his eyes, "Laf, you will be here for the protest, right?" Alex stopped smiling.

"Uh… Yeah." Lafayette forced a grin, but it was a grim reminder of what was to come. It was common fact that Lafayette was at this collage in an exchange student program. The only problem was that this certain program only lasted a single school year. Even if he wanted to stay, he didn't have nearly enough american currency to buy a place to stay, seeing as he was staying with John's ever gracious parents, and he'd have to change collages, which is a lot of paperwork.

"Alex has been working on his speech for months. Herc's been making flags and signs. We've all put so much effort into working on this. I wouldn't miss it for all the education in the world, mon amis." It was true, they all had but their blood and sweat into speeches, fundraising, everything. Herc had even used his artistic talents that he'd gotten from his job, an assistant tailor, to create traditional cultured clothing and creative signs.

John piped up from the back of the boys, "Alex, since we're so set on the topic of the march, did you speak to Mr Washington about when the march will to held?"

Alex grinned deviously. "Yeah." All of the men leaned in to hear. "One week before summer vacation!" It may not seem like much to passerby's but all four men whooped in happiness, even Aaron who had stayed quiet the whole walk.

"Whatddya say we grab a beer to celebrate?" John suggested with a cheeky grin. The boys agreed and they headed off to the nearest bar that they knew didn't card.

A hour later, a tipsy Alex was spilling his heart out to his friends.

"And I'm supposed to get in front of everyone and make this speech! What if people don't like it?" He looked desperately at Lafayette, who was the only sober one there.

Aaron sat down next to the man, also a bit drunk.

"While we're talkin' let me offer you some free advice." Alex looked hopefully at him. "Talk less. Smile more. Don't let them know what you're against or what you're for."

Alex snorted. "You can't be serious."

"You want to get ahead?" Alex nodded. "Fools who run their mouths off wind up dead." At that moment John appeared behind Burr, cutting him off before he could offer more toxic advise.

"Raise a glass to the revolution!" He slurred and sloppily clicked glasses with Herc, his Sam Adam beer spilling onto the table.

Aaron annoyedly mopped up the drink from his shirt and sighed. "Well I was thinking we could all invite the friends we have. The more support the more people will realize their privilege."

"Yeah!" Alex perked up but his words still slurred. "I told 'Liza and Johnny could get the pink girl,"

"Angelica." John corrected.

"Yeah, her. And Laf could get the yellow one."

"Peggy." Lafayette said tiredly.

"Ayyyy…" Hercules stopped chugging alcohol, "I could make posters now that we know the date."

"And I could help!" Suggested Lafayette. Everyone agreed.

"And Theodosia would help, I think. She's kinda artistic." Aaron was sobering up quickly.

John wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, "For a guy with such a stick up your ass I never took you for someone who would help a girl cheat."

"Lawrence, don't say things you'll regret in the morning." Lafayette broke the tension before Aaron could react. "I vote we all head our separate ways and share hangover cures in the morning."

"Broccoli works!"

"No. It probably doesn't. Does anyone need an uber?" They mumbled no and stumbled out of the bar, Aaron shot Lafayette a 'Thank you' glance before he left.

Lafayette wandered around New York for some time. He was lost in his own thoughts and didn't keep up with the time. But somehow, he found himself standing at Schuyler mansion. It seemed huge, but not to big to live in.

'Should I go in?' The frenchman thought to himself. He wished desperately he could find out the time and cursed himself for forgetting his watch. 'What if she's asleep? What if she doesn't want to see me?' Lafayette shook the thoughts out of his head. He'd only met her a few weeks ago, why was he so worried? He did he to ask her a few questions anyway.

Lafayette pushed the doorbell.

A few moments passed before the door opened, revealing a tired looking Peggy, rubbing her eyes and still in her party clothes.

"Mmh?" She said, not yet noticing who was at the door.

"Bonjour, Peggy." Peggy looked up though her mess of curly dark hair in surprise.

"Laf?" He gave a smile and nodded.

"Oh my god, come inside out of the cold. What are you doing here?" Laf stepped inside and followed Peggy to her kitchen.

"Sorry for arriving so late but I stumbled across your house and just wanted to say hi."

"Tea?" Lafayette accepted the drink. "Well now you know where I live. Use this information wisely." She mocked a stern look and Laf snorted while sipping his tea.

"I also wanted to ask a few questions."

"Shoot."

"First of all, is Angelica okay?" Peggy rolled her eyes and nodded.

"Yeah she's fine. Just a bit of boy trouble between 'Liza and Angie." She frowned and shook her head. "Angelica. Sorry."

"And the second thing is there's this march going on at school. It's basically equal rights for everyone of different races and white privilege. We've been working on it for a long time and I was wondering if you'd help put up posters?" He phrased the last sentence as a question, and hopefully. To his relief, Peggy's face broke into a lopsided grin.

"I'd love to! When's the date?"

"A week from graduation. Or in three months. Is it okay if Maria helps too?"

"Sure! She's cool."

"I'll tell her you think so." Peggy giggled again and trailed two were left in an awkward silence. Lafayette couldn't help but notice her looking around the room, almost unhappily.

Peggy caught his stare. "Is something wrong?"

Lafayette shook his head. "I've never seen someone look so alone in their own home."

"Well it won't be my home for long. In a couple of weeks I'll be eighteen and I'll move out as soon as I find someone to share the rent with."

"Huh." The silence overtook them once more until Peggy broke it.

"Laf, when do you leave? For France I mean."

"Three days after graduation. That mean we won't have a lot of time together."

"I guess we'll just have to make the most of what we have, won't we?"

The french boy chuckled. "Yeah. We will."