This is the first preference in dis book. I'm doing Alexander, John, Philip, Washington, King George, Hercules, Thomas, Lafayette, Aaron. You can  request a character if you want. All the pronouns will be female unless you guys don't want them to be. The POV will be yours unless it says it isn't. All preferences are gonna be Modern.
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Alexander:

   I was at the library to check for some Percy Jackson books. Yeah, I know I'm a bookworm, but I also wanna try writing a book! I sighed, who am I kidding? I can't even write an essay fast never mind a book!

I opened the tall, wooden door  of the building and stared at the humongous library in front of me. "Whoa," I gasped. I've never actually been to this library. I just moved to New York a few days ago. As I walked around it felt like I wasn't getting any farther. Ugh, do they even have a librarian?! Finally I found the helping desk and a nice old lady in the chair. "Um, hi! Uh, do you know where the Percy Jackson books are?" I asked. The lady was silent for a second. Then said in a southern accent , "Two rights and...a left," I thanked her then went that direction.

As I was walking there I saw this man, I'm guessing he's about my age, sitting at a wooden table writing like crazy! It was like each word took 0.1 seconds to write! Who the fuck is this guy?! He's awesome! He might be a writer! Oh my god, what if this is the big break I never knew I needed! He might be able to teach me how to write like him! I slowly walked up to him then..."AH!" I yelled as I tripped. As I was on the floor I looked up to see the non-stop writer looking straight at me.

I turned red. "Shit, are you alright?" The guy said. I nodded then quickly got up. "U-uh! A-are you a writer?" I asked. "Kinda, why?" He asked. So he is a writer! YES! Ok Y/N don't pass out, don't pass out! "Well, I um, saw you writing a while ago. I-I'M NOT A STALKER I PROMISE! I-IT WAS JUST THAT I-IT'S HARD NOT TO NOTICE A GUY WRITING L-LIKE THAT!" I panicked. He laughed. "Don't worry! Are you a writer too?" I shrugged. "N-not really...b-but I-I'd love to learn!" I said. He smiled, "I'm Alexander. Alexander Hamilton, you are?" He asked. Hamilton? He's a Hamilton?! AHHHHHHH! He wrote so many of my favorite papers!

"Y/N! I'm Y/N L/N!" I said. I swear I'm star struck right now! He smiled again. "I'd be happy to teach you if you'd want." He offered. "R-really?! T-that would be amazing! T-thank you Sir!" I said. I'm fricking freaking out!

"Haha, call me Alex," he said. My heart pounded. "Th-Thank you Sir! I-I mean! Alex!" He smiles and led me to the wooden table where he started teaching me.

John:

"Oh my god!" I yelled as me and my best friend Peggy finally found a parking spot. "I can't believe we're here!" I shrieked jumping up and down as Peggy joined in.

"First ever musical girl!" Pegs said, "And it's Dear Evan Hansen! I've been waiting for this moment since like, forever!" I laughed at my friends optimism. "Ok, so I have a few friends coming to join us, so we have to try and find them first." Peggy said checking around the parking lot. "Buttttttt before we find your friendsssss," I started, "LET'S GET SOME MERCH!" Peggy and I fangirled all the way to the theater.

When we got there Pegs insisted on taking at least five hundred photos. And I'm not lying. After that we went to the merch area and got so many fucking shirts and books that our wallet is probably empty by now.

"They texted me that they're somewhere in the building." Peggy stated checking her phone. "Pegs, I swear, if your friends make us late to the musical I'm killing you." I playfully glared as I put my hands on my hips. She laughed, "Don't worry! They'll be here right," she stopped when she saw a few people looking and walking out way, "now actually!"

We walked to them and I noticed a guy wearing blue jeans and a green top. To be honest, he's not so bad looking. AH WHAT AM I THINKING?!

"Hey girls!" A guy with a bandanna said. Pegs giggled and hugged him. "Y/N this is Herc, Alex, Laf, and John!" Pegs said pointing to everyone, "Oh! And you already know my sisters! Everyone else, this is Y/N!" She giggled again. Everyone said hi and introduced themselves more thoroughly.

When we finally got to the auditorium and found our seats I sat between Pegs and I think John. John's the good looking one...UGH! DON'T THINK THAT!

During the musical I caught John's brownish-green eyes staring at me, his face showing a bit of red making me blush as well.

When the final song came Pegs and I were basically in tears as well as the curly haired boy next to me. There was a standing ovation then it ended. "Ughhh I'm depresseddddd!" Pegs said putting her head on Herc's shoulder. I laughed agreeing with her. "Hey Y/N?" I heard someone behind me say. I turned around and saw the boy in the green top, "I-I kinda noticed you like Dear Evan Hansen too," John started, "so uh, I'm guessing you know other musicals, so wanna see Heathers with me next week?" Oh my god! Did he just ask what I think he asked?! "OF COURSE I WILL! WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT?!" I freaked out jumping. John laughed and smiled at me. "It's a date then, u-unless you don't want I-it to be!" John panicked.

I laughed and nodded, "It's a date, Laurens." I said. When I turned around I saw Peggy looking at me wiggling her eyebrows. I sighed, "Peggy!"

Aaron:

It was my first day at my first ever job. Not to brag or anything, but I went to three universities/colleges. One of them, Princeton. I graduated at Princeton even earlier than the 'famous' Aaron Burr. To be honest, never met the guy and I don't ever want to.

I got to the elevator and pressed the fifth floor button. I swear if someone else comes into the elevator with me I'll- dang it too late. A tall baldish guy came in with me. I guess we're going to the same floor 'cause he didn't press another button.

I looked at the guy and he was staring at me as well. Geez what's his problem? "Y/N L/N, new here, and graduated from Princeton," the guy said. What the fuck?! Is he a stalker?! "Yes, and you are Bald McStalker," I shot at him. He chuckled. "Not gonna blame you new girl, but it's easy to access people's info as long as it's plugged into our system's data." He said. I glared, "Oh so your name is now Blad Smartass McStalker?" I sarcastically said. He sighed as the elevator door rang open. I walked out the elevator and walked away from the creep I met in the elevator.

When I found the room I was working in I opened the door and found my desk. The desk was clean and there was a brand we computer with supplies. I smiled at the well organized desk. I sat at the F/C office chair and checked around the room and who I was gonna be working with.

I looked up and saw the man I met before. "Hello
Y/N," he said. Why?! "I never properly introduced myself. I'm Aaron, Aaron Burr," I stayed silent. "Oh hell naw!" I yelled. "Why you?! Why now?!" He laughed, "You know, some people are actually star struck when they see me," he commented. "Well I'm defiantly not! And I don't want to work with a creep!" I argued. Just then my boss came, oh shit... "You two, sit, everyone sit, alright people..." my boss kept going on and on and on. I didn't hear half of what he said.

I glanced at Aaron and he glanced back. I sighed, this'll be fun.

King George:

I was at the mall one day with my friend Maria, she said she was getting married and wanted me to be the maid of honor. And OF COURSE I said yes! So here I am at the bridal store helping her find a red wedding dress.

"How about this one Y/N?" She asked as she held up a red plain dress.

I shrugged, "It's nice and all, but it's pretty plain for a wedding dress," I commented looking at other options.

It's been at least two hours and no dress. I'm tired as fuck and I have an essay due tomorrow! "You know what Maria, I'ma go find an employee," I said. "There's no need for that Y/N!" She insisted, but I informed her. Some say I'm the Queen of ignoring people.

I checked around the place as Maria kept going rack to rack looking for a dress. Where is an employee...bingo! I was a guy in a black suit and red tie. He doesn't look that bad himself. I strut up to him and asked, "Hi! Sorry to bother you but could you help me find a red wedding dress?" The man smiled and lead me to the aisle with red wedding dresses on each rack. "Here you are ma'am, I think I have a perfect dress for you," he said taking a rack with a gorgeous wedding dress that basically sparkled in the light.

This dress would be perfect for Maria! "Thank you! It's amazing! I'll just call my friend to come and judge," I smiled getting out my phone and calling Maria.

When she finally found me I showed her the dress in all its glory. "Oh my god, I love it!" She jumped. "Now go try it on!" I said pushing her into a dressing room with the dress. "Wait so you're not engaged?" The man asked. I shook me head. "Oh good, 'cause I wouldn't want pretty flower like yourself to fly away from me," he flirted. I sighed and blushed. "Wow do you're a flirter mr?" I said asking for his name. "George, call me George," he answered. I smiled,
"Y/N...Y/N L/N!"

Washington:

I was at my desk during english when a student asked me a question. Yes, I'm an English teacher for high school and yes, I am kinda underpaid. This is my first day teaching. And my first time actually ever teaching a noisy group of teenagers.

A few minutes later the bell rang. "Alright everyone! Class dismissed!" I said. When everyone left I sighed and walked out of the room. I put a sign with my name on the door like my boss told me to. As I was placing it one of my co-workers passed by. "Welcome  Ms..." he started but then looked at the sign, "L/N," he finished and continued walking away.

I blushed and he looked back at me and smiled then continued on his way.

After my last class before lunch I got my lunch and made my way to the teachers lounge. I sat at an empty table and opened my lunch. I heard a chair pull back and someone sit down next to me. I looked up and saw the man that said hello to me in the hall.

"Hello Ms. L/N," he said. "I'm guessing you're new?" He asked me. I nodded, "Yes sir," he smiled and held out his hand. "I'm George Washington," he said, "and you are?" Oh! He's the co-principal! "Y/N L/N sir!" I answered he thought for a second, "You teach English?" I nodded and ate my sandwich. "Sir...why are you so nice?" I asked him. "Well, you seem shy. Mainly because it's your first day, but you'll get use to it," I smiled, "Thank you Mr. Washington. Thank you."

Philip:

I was walking around campus looking for a way to let all the stress in my mind leave me alone. I had a huge essay that was 50% of my history grade. It's due in a day and I haven't even started! I guess I'll need to procrastinate.

I was writing in my red notebook about some random broadway stuff. As I was writing a song, I bumped into a guy from my English class. I'm guessing he was holding a coffee in his hands cause a hot, burning stain was on my sweater.

"Ouch!" I cringed at the stain. "I-oh god! I-I'm so so sorry!" The person I bumped into panicked and stuck out his hand for me to grab. I took his hand and got up searching in my backpack for a tissue to wipe the stain off my shirt. "H-here!" He said holding out a napkin, "I-I'm Sorry! Really sorry!" He apologized again. "It's alright," I said. "Hey, how about I take you out as an apology?" He offered.

I thought about it for a bit then answered, "Sure, I would like that."

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Ewo! Part 2 will be out hopefully later tonight or tomorrow!