Uh-oh spaghetti o's! I had a completely trash version of this chapter already written last week but the thing and the thing messed up and yeah... I re wrote it and here it is!Alex didn't know what it was about her. She seemed to have an initiative that other girls lacked. So when she asked him to stay, he didn't have a problem.

"I won't know anyone anyway. At least one familiar face as I walk would be helpful." He said as he watched her climb gracefully over the center console and start the car again.

"You coming Hamilton?" Eliza asked with a smirk.

Alex climbed over the center console as well and looked over at her. "I have a feeling I'm gonna like you Schuyler." He chuckled as she pulled into a spot.

"You could say the feeling is mutual Hammy." Her long hair draped across her shoulder and she turned her head, her lips just inches away from his own. Those big beautiful red lips… he mentally slapped himself but could help from leaning closer in.

"You wanna go in or.." he trailed off as she pressed her forehead against his.

"No." Her breath was warm on his lips. "I think Aaron can wait a while."

Eliza pressed her lips against his and that's how they stayed until.

"ELIZA!"

(A day earlier)

Peggy paced the hall past her door, to Thomas's and back again. She was to go to the Winter's Ball with either John Laurens, or Gilbert Lafayette.

Gilbert was nice and all, but he was just too formal for her liking. Besides. She didn't know a thing of French!

John on the other hand… he was straightforward and to the point. He didn't speak any other languages that she knew of, and he was just sweet.

Both boys had asked her on May… 18th? So one week before the Winter's Ball and four weeks before graduation. Wow.

"Peggy?" The guy on the phone has said when she calls him to let him know.

"Hey! I just wanted to ask, are you still free for the Winter's Ball tomorrow?" She hummed as she waited for a response.

There was a fit of giggling and shouting "GO GET EM TIGER!" from beyond the voice of the phone. After a while he had controlled himself.

"Yeah. I am."

"Well now you aren't!" Peggy heard another wave of laughter as the voice broke over into a small strain of… SPANISH?!

"Chicos, ella dijo que sí! ¡No soy una completa jodida! Wooh!"(Guys, she said yes! I'm not a total fuck up! Wooh!) John said from the other side. I heard a new voice promptly laugh as he translated for the other people.

"I'll see you tomorrow. I'm meeting you there, I want to surprise you!" Peggy songed and hung up.

(Winter's Ball Again)

"ELIZA!" Peggy shouted to her sister. The yellow dress she wore flashed as she dragged John along and next to the car.

Eliza pulled away from Alex and a blush crept onto both of their faces.

"Obtener Alex! ¡Vete hombre!" (Get it Alex! You go man!) John shouted in his fluent Spanish, which the girls couldn't translate, and Alexander blushed harder.

"Shut up dude!" The shorter man said and he glared daggers into John's eyes.

Eliza looked up the Peggy. "Aren't you going to go inside dear sister Margar-"

"John let's go!" Peggy swooped John's arm up again before her sister finished and dragged him inside.

(Back to Alex)

Alex stared at Eliza before she turned back to him. "You know, your blush is pretty cute." He chuckled which made her blush harder.

"I feel like we should go inside…" she whispered as I drew her face in closer with my hand.

"Or." I muttered between peppering her neck with kisses. "We could stay behind and get to know each other. She gave him a look of confusion. "Truth or Truth!" Alex shouted.

"What the hell is Truth or Truth?!" She chuckled and Alex pulled away.

"Basically truth or dare but no dares!" he said. "I'll start. Ask away!"

"Okay, where do you come from? I know for sure a tan guy like you didn't come from New York or the surrounding areas!"

"I come from the single greatest place in the Caribbean, St Croix! Well, and Nevis but… I'll just say I'm from the Caribbean."

"Okay." Eliza laughed. "Ask away."

"Well… what do you want to do outside of College?"

"I want to be the owner of a little music shop, where I can give lessons and such, but also fix and sell things related to instruments like music stands and old books… either that or I want to settle down and start a family…"

This pattern continued on for a while until-

"What's your family like?" Eliza asked him and Alexander stopped laughing instantly.

He slowly started shaking and tears threatened to roll down his cheeks.

"Oh Alex!" She brought him in closer, pressing his face into her dress. "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was a rough spot.." she whispered.

"My mother… she died when I was twelve… we were both badly sick from yellow fever… she was holding me when she died. But I couldn't seem to die. My brother was taken to a nearby orphanage when she died, but I hid in one of the nearby shops, asking the owner- one of the few friends of my mother, Mister Stevens -if I could work there. He agreed…" Alexander paused to suck in a deep, shaking breath… "then the hurricane came… So I wrote my way out… it was only two years ago that I got a scholarship in writing, but Princeton couldn't keep up with my fast pace so a relative of the principal of Princeton got me transferred here."

He pulled away and wiped the tears off of his face. "Sorry for the waterworks it just.. I miss them so much…" Eliza pulled him in and placed a chaste kiss on his cheek.

"I think the party is getting broke up." She turned on her phone flashlight- they had turned the car off to save Aaron's battery- and helped him climb back to their spot.

The two sat closer to each other and Alex leaned his head on her shoulder. She wrapped his arms around his side and neck. "You know." She told him. "I had fun tonight Hamilton. Want to have dinner at my place tomorrow?"

"I would like that." He said, and get two exchanged numbers before making it look like they had spoke a matter of two minutes of the entire four hours, when in reality they talked the whole time.

And Alexander was happy. And, as he looked over at her, smiling slightly out the window at nothing in particular, he thought Eliza was too.

Please let me know if my Spanish is wrong! I used Google Translate. (SHHHHH) Please review, it helps me get through writer's block. Any suggestions? PM me!

REVIEWS

Claire: you do! THEY'RE IN THE LAST SEMESTER OF THEIR SENIOR YEAR!

RiseUpWiseUp: LIKE WOAH!

Anna: Thanks! I'm planning on writing more tomorrow if my teachers don't give me shiz about failing English!

IT'S HER FAULT FOR NOT PUTTING IN FUCKING GRADES!!!! AGGGHHH!!!