Philip Hamilton x George Eacker becuz I said so

Chapter Thirty Six - Halloween pt.4

(The song above has quickly become my favorite song. I suggest using headphones when listening to it.)

George had been staring at Philip for like five minutes now.

The nine of them (including Marie and AJ) had found Dick and Philip, and while the two were bombarded with questions like 'why didn't you tell me?' Or 'is that even dress-code?' George couldn't help but stare at Philip.

The outfit Philip was wearing was skintight, and George couldn't help but rake his eyes up the curve of Philip's back, and stare at the freckles that dotted Philip's chest. George felt like a pervert.

George tore his eyes away from Philip in time to hear the topic switch from costumes to Halloween plans.

"So are we going to the Halloween party in the gym again this year?" William asked.

Even before their parents had gone to highschool, annual Halloween parties had been held in the gym. The gym was one of the oldest buildings on campus, if not the oldest, and there was a rumor that some of the construction workers had died in a freak accident while building it, so it tended to be the perfect place for a Halloween party. You'd think the parties would be shut down by now, but school authorities and actual authorities turned a blind eye to the yearly happenings in the gym, allowing the parties to continue on.

"I wanna go!" Marie exclaimed.

"I suggest you don't go as a freshman." G told his sister "There's a lot of alcohol there and Papa wouldn't want you coming home drunk during your first year of highschool."

"How about we go after trick-or-treating?" Eston said "If we are going to the party, I mean."

Soon they all (except Marie and AJ) had agreed the plan for the night was to go trick-or-treating, go to the Halloween party in the gym, and then sleep over in G's basement.

-time skip-

"So what do you think of the costumes?" Dick asked George as they made their way to Dick's locker.

"What costumes?" George said.

"You know what costumes."

"I think that this is some plan to get me to ask out Philip." George said.

"You're not wrong." Dick said, opening his locker and putting away his jacket.

"I hate you." George said.

"I hate you too, Mr.Trump." Dick said, since George was dressed as Trump.

"You can't hate me, I'm the best presidential candidate ever! If you say stuff like that again I'll call you out on Twitter!" George said, sounding a lot like Donald Trump.