Two Hearts In Love Need No Words // Jamilton

Chapter One

Hamilton sighed plopping into his seat in debate class. Everyone in the class is concentrated on their work with only the teacher glaring at him. 

"Mr.Hamilton, a word." He said beckoning Alexander to the front of the class. Alex rolled his eyes, making his way to the front of the class relatively loudly, hoping to distract a few students on his way.

Mr. Washington continued to glare at him until he opened his mouth. "Hamilton, you can't keep being late like this. It's not even the first class of the day." Alex shrugged. Although debate class was his favorite, he couldn't help his odd sleep patterns. Well, he probably could but he didn't really want to. By the time Mr. Washington was done lecturing him class was over, so he gathered his things and headed for the door. However, on his way he heard his least (well maybe second or third) favorite sound. The low, southern voice of Thomas Jefferson.

"I see you were late again," Jefferson taunted, "How are your grades holding up?"

"Leave me alone," Alex grumbled, trying to shove past him, but Jefferson was quick and quite a bit taller than him leaving his attempts useless. He sighed "My grades are fine, Jefferson, now if you'll excuse me, your fat ass is blocking the exit." Jefferson snorted.

"Since when have you been taking note on the size of my behind." Jefferson said with a smirk. Alex rolled his eyes, finally pushing past Jefferson to go find John.

Alex found John with little difficulty seeing as he rarely ever left the art studio during the day. "Alex would you mind standing like this for me, just for a second," he asked, making a sort of pose to go along with the favor. Alex mimics it to the best of the ability, all the while rambling on and on about how his day has been going. Even though he'd only been awake for approximately an hour, he still had plenty to discuss--not really discuss, but verbalize. John, bless him, nodded along to what Alex was saying while he continued his sketch. 

"...and Jefferson, I swear he has a death wish. I mean if he continues on like this I'm going to have no choice but to kill him. That'll be the only way I can for sure rid myself of his stupid, rude, and may I add wrong opinions." Alex paused for a breath and John took his chance to get a word in edgewise.

"Hey, I think Herc had something for you. I'm having lunch with him and Laf in a few, you can join us if you like," John managed before Alexander began rambling again.

"Yeah that'd be great. I'll wait for you to finish then." Although it made Alex a bit uneasy, he managed to stay silent and stand still for John's sake until he finished his sketch. He took a look and god was John talented. He felt his phone buzz in his bag and he rummaged around a bit to find it.

Hercules-11:37 a.m. : Hey I don't know if John already told you but we're having lunch on the green together you should come, you could bear to eat something.

He then received a selfie of Hercules and Gilbert on the green with the latter attempting to shove an entire baguette in his mouth and Hercules with his head in his hands. Alex smiled, stifling a laugh. 

To:Hercules-11:39 a.m. : Yeah john already invited me, we're on our way!

Alex shut off his phone and began to ramble to John again without really any thought.