Your P O V
So, this was never suppose to happen.
It just happened in a B A M, and it.. it was a fantasy in real life..
Oh! How rude of me, let me introduce myself.
I am Y/N Y/L/N, an 17 year-old senior kid at high-school. I am a normal kid in school and in life.
My schedule is similar to this..
Include listening the Hamilton as well.
It's not always accurate.. it depends on my mood!
..
But oh, how that one Saturday changed my life..
in my bathroom.
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Creeeeeeeeeeak
The sound of wooden door opening to enter the house.
That sounds kind of cheesy.. OH WELL.
I was entering my house since I was done with school.
Oh how I disliked school.
The sound of the water running in the sink, and the thudding of footsteps were caused in my kitchen.
I simply walked to my kitchen to find my mom mixing some noodles in the pot. My mom was humming a tune to a song from the 1980's, she usually does it.
"Hiya, mom, whatcha cooking?" I sniffed the fresh air of food, and smiled.
PASTAA!
My mom turned around with her beautiful [ Your moms eye color ] lighting up when she sees me. A smile tugged in her face.
"Y/n, welcome home! I am just making some pasta for dinner."
"Dinner?! That's so long from now.." I groaned quietly.
"Patience, my girl. Now how about you do some of your homework?"
"No!"
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Sighs.
So here I am, in my [ Bedroom color ] room, in my desk and a light shining down my paper.
Fractions. Again.
"This is so boring.." I looked around in my room and saw my bed.
Tempting..
"I am not-"
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Few hours later..
WABANGPOW!
"HUH!" I shot my head up as soon as I heard that loud thud.
I looked around to see anything that could be the sound.
Feet were shuffling in the bathroom.
WHERE I POOPED!
I quickly looked around to find some sort of weapon.
A BASEBALL BAT!
Classic, people use this in a horror movie!
I grabbed it and placed my hands in a position.
"Alright.. I can do this." I chanted quietly to myself that I got this, and not even a ding-dingly spider is going to stop me.
I made my way to the bathroom door.
The doorknob was right there.
"Okay, remember what taekwondo taught me.." I slowly reached for the knob.
Slowly turning it.
SWISH!
I opened the door fast and got into my postion.
My eyes averted to the thing.
Well, person.
"W-who are you!?"
The handsome young boy rubbed his eyes and squinted his eyes are you.
"I am Philip Hamilton.." He looked around for a moment.
"And who are thee?"