Requested by ElizaYoDude

~Eliza Diary Entry~

March 22

Written during boring Science class.

How do I start?

Well, first how I got into this mess.

So I've had a huge crush on this kid in my class. Alexander Hamilton.

For like three years in a row.

But he hates me. Everyone I know hates me. My sisters probably hide it.

No, I know he hates me. He's said it to my face. But over three years I've learned to hide my emotions. I pretend to hate him.

My sisters ship us. They've come up with the name Hamliza.

What the heck?

But they're the only ones who know. And they only ship us because I like him.

I can't begin to describe how I feel around him, even at the thought of him.

I don't know if I should try to write it here.

I'll give it my best shot. I'll list a few times he's made my heart flip out.

1. Last year, he kept staring at me from the stage during rehearsal. Three days in a row.

2. Whenever we accidentally touch, I'm electrified.

3. I think of him every night. I pray that he likes me.

4. He always makes fun of me, but I've grown to actually like it.

No. I'm stopping. Why do I like him in the first place? Why not Lafayette? Why not John? Why not Thomas? Why not even Aaron?

Of course it has to be Alex.

I can't write anymore.
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~Alex Diary Entry~

March 22

None of the guys know I'm starting a journal. None of the girls, for that matter. I'm hoping they never find out. 'Cause then I'll never hear the end of it.

I'm writing this during Science. Science is boring. And my notebook has hardly any notes in it.

I think the main reason people want to read other people's diaries is so they learn who that person likes.

No one better be reading this, but I have a crush on Eliza Schuyler.

I know, I pretend to hate her. She hates me, though, so it's not that hard.

I used to think I had a crush on Maria Reynolds, but Eliza won over.

She... okay, I don't want to write anything like dirty or something like that in here. I'll just keep it to I always dream of kissing her.
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"Hey yo!" Herc yelled as the bell rang.

I immediately shut my notebook.

"Whatddaya doin with the notebook?" he asked.

I shrugged. "Nothing. Just notes, I guess."

"Mm hm, sure," he said sarcastically.

"Whatever," I said. "What's our next class?"

"Um, PE I think," Herc responded.

"Okay."

I stuffed my books into my backpack. When I reached for my notebook, it wasn't on my desk anymore.

I looked over. Herc was reading it. With John. When did John get here?

"Hey!" I yelled, making a grab for it.

John tossed it back to me with an evil smile.

"Where's Liza?" he asked.

"Don't you dare," I threatened.

John was already gone. I grabbed my stuff and ran after him.

But we were already outside for PE. We were playing soccer. I thought I was pretty decent.

Teams were:

John, Eliza, Maria, Herc, Andre, Thomas.

Me, Laff, Angelica, Peggy, Aaron, Theo.

"I got the bad team," I heard Eliza mutter to herself.

"I got the good one," I taunted her.

She gave me a death glare. "At least you're not on my team."

I smirked. "Yeah, instead I'll be blocking you the whole time."

Eliza rolled her eyes. "Well that's something to look forward to."

"Hey yo, Liza," John ran up to her and pulled her away. He glanced back once at me.

I mouthed Don't do it.

He mouthed back, I'm gonna do it.

I sighed and turned my back to them.

The game started. Nothing out of the ordinary. Just Thomas going crazy and acting like a weirdo. Which was normal.

Eliza avoided me the whole time. If I was standing to her left, she would turn to her right even if she was then blocked by four other people. I felt like she was intentionally staying as far away from me as possible.

Well, what did I expect anyway? She'd always thought I hated her, now she knows that I like her.

And of course she hates me.

Should I do a part two?