Alexander showered quickly, thankful for Lafayette lending him some sweet smelling soaps. He debated trying to style his hair but settled for just putting it up in a ponytail.

Eliza in particular was nervous. She had quickly cleaned her apartment to prepare for Alex and made some spaghetti because all else failed. She had just finished putting on a knee-length blue dress when she heard a knock on the door.

"Alexander!" she said, unsure if it was okay to hug him. It was technically their first date after all!

"Eliza! Good to see you!" he stepped inside carefully, as if he were afraid of invading.

"Come in! I prepared some spaghetti and some tea!" Eliza watched him flinch slightly. "What's wrong?"

"I just prefer coffee. I mean, tea is fine. Is it hot tea or sweet tea?" Alex asked cooly.

"Hot. Is… is that okay?" the pair sat at the table. Eliza picked at her food, but settled for listening to him talk instead.

"Well, I prefer coffee, but hot tea is just as good. Coffee helps give me energy to write, and I write a lot! And I mean, if I can't type or write it in my notebook, I jot it down on the most random of things! One time, I wrote some notes for a paper in school- back in Columbia. Did you know they make you debate a lot? Weird I know. -anyway, I wrote some notes on a gum wrapper because I was in the middle of my trigonometry class!" he paused for air but then realized he was rambling. Alex's mouth clamped shut and he winced. "Sorry, am I talking too much?"

"No no!" Eliza rushed to find the right words. "But I guess I can see where you're coming from. I like to compose music." she stood and walked over to her small keyboard stationed in the corner. "Would you like me to play something?"

The man nodded eagerly and she pulled up a chair for him to sit in. "Any requests?"

Alex shrugged. "Anything I guess?"

Eliza flipped through her own music notebook and found something she liked. The brunette placed her hands on the keyboard, slowly churning out the begining whole notes, before the music started slightly escalating into a rhythm of which Alexander couldn't follow. She smiled at him and caught herself staring at his coffee brown eyes for a moment and hit the wrong key, playing a note which, surprisingly, fit the song better than the original note. The B flat fit the smooth song better than the sudden D flat and the melody connected fluidly for once.

"How did you do that?" he asked suddenly, startling the girl who was changing her notation.

"Do what?" she asked, setting her pen down and testing the new melody.

Alexander shrugged his shoulders. "The thing with the music and the pretty and the two hands and… God I sound like an uncultured swine don't I?"

Eliza smirked. "Not much. Most people don't know what the hell they're talking about, melody or chords so…" she shrugged as well.

He put his hands on the lower half of the keyboard. "I've been picking up a few things. May I?" Eliza nodded. The long haired man started playing a soft melody that dropped, then repeated again(Insert a lower version of piano Best Of Wives And Best Of Women). She smiled at him.

"Beautiful, but play the right hand up and octave. It'll make it sound more delicate. I-if that's what you were going for!" she stammered.

Alexander grinned up at her. "You think so?" he tried the melody(insert regular piano of Best Of Wives And Best Of Women). "Wow. You do know your stuff!"

The two sat their for awhile, the food forgotten, and just played songs for them. "Do you sing?" Eliza asked suddenly.

"I can. I just prefer to rap over singing…" Alex trailed off, his eyes averting to the floor.

"You like rap?" he nodded. "I mean… I can beatbox kinda! I've been working on it."

"Would you mind spitting me a beat?" he asked. She started up a simple one-two beat. "I just got a scholarship to King's College! I prob'bly shouldn't brag but dag I amaze and astonish! Only nineteen but this mind is older! The New York City streets get colder and I shoulder, ev'ry burden ev'ry disadvantage, I have learned to manage! I don't need a gun to brandish, my fire isn't famished!"

Eliza chuckled as he rapped out this intricate rhyme. "How long have you been practicing that?"

Alex sighed and blushed. "I mean… I was just thinking off the top of my head…"

A clock beeped and it was now shown as midnight. "I should head back home."

"Okay…" Eliza managed to say, yet again caught in his eyes. She walked him to the door. "I'll see you later… so…" she pecked him on the cheek and shut the door, leaving him stunned in the hall.

Hey! Sorry this took so long to get out! I had writers block but then I listened to some In The Heights and got inspired! The next chapter should be out sooner than this one!

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I hope you all enjoy this little update! The next chapter should be a bit more interesting with LOTS of In The Heights references, as well as many Heathers, 21 Chump Street, and Hamilton (duh) references! Stay tuned!