Hamilton.
I was driving in a cab to my collage in New York, 'king's collage' and the bus driver seemed to smell the scent of death from me since I can't remember when I had a decent bath.
"Uhh... kid, you gonna have to get off. That smell is killing me. Have you ever heard of soap???" He scolded. "Umm...yes. but here anyways.." I handed him my money. "Meh. Good luck." He spat and swerved off. It's raining as well. Great.
*five minutes later*
At this point, I was running to the collage gated doors which seemed to be slowly closing "GOD NO! NOT TODAY!" I yelled picking up my pace. I literally tripped when I got right behind the giant hate doors closing. All my stuff is soaked. Great.
I walked miserably to the doors and pushed open all the way and got everyone's attention. They gave me, 'is this guy on meth?' 'HE IS SOAKED AND SMELLS LIKE SHIT' 'is he okay?' Looks.
"Uhh..AHEM.. is there anything you...need?" She questioned scanning me in disgust. "Umm.. room, 666?" I asked. "Here, it just upstairs and then take a left, and take this." She had handed me some soap. "Uhh.. thanks.." I replied.
I Unlocked my door and saw my roommate on my bed and he noticed me. "HOLY SHIT-- GOD- I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO ANYONE SATAN!!!" He yelled. Well that hurt. "Uhh... nice to meet you too." I replied sarcastically. "Wait!!-you're my new roommate?" He asked. "NO, I'M SATAN." I answered. He started to scream again. "OKAY-okay, i'm your roommate dumb-ass!!" I shouted. I heard a bang on the wall. "SHUT UP." They yelled. I sighed. "Well, i'm taking a bath. Try not to freak if satan does actually comes." I scoffed. And went to take a peaceful bath.
Today was shit.
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we made history~lams-Hamilton AU fan fiction
FanfictionAlexander Hamilton, an orphan immigrant from a small town called Nevis, he has attended kings collage and will work non-stop to get into law. John Laurens, an abused child by his alcoholic and disruptive father, he had also attended kings collage, B...
