Another update! Happy Monday! Enjoy!
*l5 minutes later*
Peggy woke up on the bathroom floor, two new battle scars already scabbing over. She simply stood, reapplied her makeup so her sisters couldn't tell she'd been crying, and rolled down the sleeve of her hoodie. Mariah had cleaned up the mess she'd made, so she went to join her sisters.
As soon as she was in range, Eliza flung her arms around her little sister and dragged her off to Angelica's car (a pink slug bug). Peggy buckled herself into the back seat in silence. Putting in her earbuds and flipping through playlist, she successfully tuned out both her sisters and Mariah.
But her island of peace didn't last when they got into the city. Angelica led the way, Eliza on her tail. When Peggy began to lag behind, the middle Schuyler sister grabbed the youngest by the wrist. Peggy grimaced as her sister squeezed the arm Mariah had cut only half an hour earlier, but said nothing.
They walked around for hours, taking in the sights. A couple times, Peggy tried to remind her sisters that they really should have asked permission, but Mariah would snap at her to shut up. Nobody cared.
Suddenly, a commotion up ahead caught the girls' attention; two boys, about Angelica's age, were arguing loudly, and a crowd gathered around them. Peggy caught the words dog speaks more eloquently, and immediately knew someone was getting roasted hard core.
She managed to Separate from her clueless older siblings and squoze through to the front of the crowd. A short, good-looking teen with gorgeous brown eyes and long hair tied up in a ponytail was staring menacingly at blond kid who was a head taller than him, wide blue eyes starting to brim with tears. The taller boy was clutching pamphlets to his chest, half covering the British Flag on his t-shirt.
"...n-not your interests..." the kid tried to continue in a thick English accent, but the other boy cut him off.
"Don't modulate the key, then not debate with me!"
"You tell him Alex!" one of the onlookers yelled gleefully. Peggy turned to look at the speaker, as the blond kid bolted from the scene, leaving a trail of pamphlets in his wake. He was medium height and build, curly auburn hair pulled back into a neat ponytail, and he seemed to be covered in freckles head to toe. His white t-shirt had bright green turtle on it, with the words SAVE THE TURTLES in day-glow block letters below it. The kid, Alex apparently, walked over and hi-fived the dude. They glanced over at Peggy, who was staring in their direction in awe.
But Peggy wasn't paying attention to them; standing behind them was the cutest boy she'd ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on. He was way taller that Alex and his friend-turtle-boy Peggy's brain supplied rather unhelpfully- with dark skin and wild black hair somehow contained in a messy bun. His gray hoodie had a French Flag decorating the front. His beautiful golden eyes met Peggy's intense stare for a fraction of a second, before she looked away hurriedly, scanning the crowd for her sisters.
Angelica looked a little miffed that Peggy had wandered off. "What were you thinking?!" she hissed. "Do you know how worried we were when we couldn't find you?! Liza almost had a heart attack!"
See? Mariah stated vindictively in Peggy's head. You are a burden. You know Eliza has anxiety, yet you still purposely wandered off and worried her.
"And who might you pretty girls be?" A strangely familiar voice shook Peggy out of her thoughts. She turned around to see four boys walking towards them; Alex, Turtle-boy, Mr Tall, Dark, and Handsome(TM), and another kid their age, built like a football player and wearing a gray beanie. Alex was sticking his hand out to Angelica, who had pushed Peggy behind her. Peggy guessed it was to protect her from the "unknown dangers" of 4 teenage boys, but it made her feel like a two-year-old. Eliza stood next to her sisters and shoved her hands deep into the pockets of her skinny jeans, staring at her shoes like they were the most interesting things on the planet.
"You strike me as some sisters looking for a good time," Alex said smoothly, winking. Peggy rolled her eyes, then peeked around Angelica at the guys.
"I'm sure I don't know what you mean," Angelica stated with a flair of righteous indignation, brushing the hair out of her eyes. It was obvious to Peggy that both of her older sisters were head over heels for this short, brown eyed boy.
But her eyes were only for Alex's tall friend. He met her gaze a couple times, but they both looked down in embarrassment every time. Peggy realized Alex was still talking to Angelica.
"My name is Angelica Schuyler, and my sister Eliza."
"Alexander Hamilton," he grinned, then turned to his friends. Turtle-boy stepped forward.
"I'm John Laurens!" He yelped excitedly. He seemed super hyper- like someone had given him too much sugar. He looked pointedly at the guy in the beanie. He grunted before shaking hands with Angelica.
"Hercules Mulligan," He said. He gestured vaguely at Peggy's crush, but the tall man didn't seem to understand the social cue. Alex noticed and cleared his throat.
"You wanna introduce yourself to these young ladies Laf?" he murmured to his friend.
Realization dawned on his handsome features, and he blushed deeply. "Oui, oui. Je 'mapelle Marie‑Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette." He bowed formally.
"Quite a mouthful!" Peggy giggled. Then mentally slapped herself; not only had she embarassed her sisters (which they'd asked her specifically not to do) but she'd also insulted the cute boy she'd fallen head-over-heels for in a matter of moments. Mariah cackled in Peggy's mind, reminding her of what would happen when she got home. Peggy felt her face pale in horror, and her sisters paid no mind, only shooting her a disbelieving look.
But Lafayette merely laughed. "Oui. It is, how you say, a mouthful. Mon amis simply call me Lafayette. Or Laf." He smiled, and everything about him was perfect. Peggy still felt sick, but her heart soared. She hadn't offended him. He looked at her, and she saw an emotion she didn't quite recognize in his golden eyes. Contempt? Confusion?
"But what is your name, mademoiselle?" he questioned, and Peggy suddenly realized what his eyes were saying; it was pure concern.
"Margarita Schuyler," she muttered out of habit. Of course Angelica forgot to introduce you. Mariah said. Peggy brushed the thought aside, then stuck out her hand to Lafayette. "But you can call me Peggy."
"Well now that we've all been introduced," Alexander cut in as they shook hands, "would you lovely ladies like to join us for lunch? We were going to that new restaurant, um...Valley Forge?" He glanced at Turtl-no John Laurens- for confirmation. He nodded, then all four boys looked expectantly at Angelica.
Peggy watched as Angelica pretended to think about it. It was obvious to her that her sisters wanted nothing more than go. Finally, Angelica smiled and nodded. "Let's do it!" Then all 7 young adults set off together.
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