Hamilton's pov

After a half hour in our car we finally make it to a big building where you sign in, then there are buildings with dorms, the actual school is like a 5 minute walk but i'll make it. i had really hoped we would be getting different dorm rooms, but no apparently you can request to stay with someone in a 2 person room but those cost the most, we went with the bigger and slightly cheaper option which is a 4 person bed so thankfully i wont have to share a room with Stephen, pretty big kitchen, living room, and 3 baths.

we get out of the car and i carry a few random boxes while Stephen caries a box labled ''KITCHEN''

we walk up to the counter to be greeted by a cheery lady ''Hello, name?'' she askes politely ''I'm Stephen C. Woods and this is Alexander Hamilton'' he answers with a smile while she types something into her laptop before getting a peice of paper from under her desk ''Okay heres your schedules and dorm building and number'' she hands one to Stephen and carefully places one on top of all the boxes im carring, tucking it slightly inside so it wont get away ''thank you'' we both say as we walk away.

~time skip~

i place the last of the boxes in the living room while Stephen had been looking around ''Hey!'' he yells from a hallway ''yes sir?'' i ask as i walk toward him

he points at a bedroom ''this is your room'' i nod before walking in and looking around as he walks off. its obviously the smallest room here i mean im not complaining i kinda like the small room, there might be enough room for a bed, desk and drawr but i do see a door that im assuming is a closet which i'm thankful for as i wont need a dresser. its on the side of the room i go to open it and am suprised when it opens into a bathroom

''guess he didnt notice this'' i mutter with a smile as i look around, theres a sink with cabnites under it, a small closet with hangers inside and even a showertub! i look above the sink and see one of those mirrors that opens up to reveal a few shelfs.

i smile and leave the room to go start unpacking but i keep thinking about that one question thats been in my mind since Stephen said we would be getting a 4-person dorm is Will they help me? like about, stephen will they stop him from hurting me? will he just hide it or ...will he stop?? i shake my head wishful thinking.

~another time skip~

we had finished unpacking most of it, i had just shoved anything labled ''Alex'' into my room not wanting to bother with it yet. i look around to find a open kitchen, new sleek black stools sitting at the island in the middle of the room and bare counters next to a sink as i was looking around i heard the front door creak open Must be our new roomates....i hope they'll leave me alone.

I walk into the living room and see someone at the door way, a tower of boxes covering their face so i couldnt see them, normally i wouldnt talk to random people, thats one of Stephens rules but i need to greet my new roomates right?

''Hello?'' my meek voice chirps out apperently suprising whoever was behind the stack of boxes ''Hello! hold on let me put these down'' strange his voice is so familliar like....ive known him for years.

the person who looks just taller than me which isint a big achomplishment sets down the towering boxes on a couch but when he turns to me i freeze.

he looks at me shocked but his face had soon melted into anger, like he wanted to strangle me to death which wasnt exactly new from the last time i saw him. ''You.'' he growls "H-Hi John"

''y-you! of all the people!?'' he grumbled out before spinning around ''Seriously!? things where going great! school! packing!" he groand out childishly i open my mouth to say something but all that came out was a quite sound really? you cant say anything??

say something idiot! i scream at myself SAY ANYTHING! ''im sorry...'' EXCEPT THAT! ugh! idiot! sorry ooh GREAT! he turns around and glares again ''sorry?'' he laughs bitterly ''Sorry? for what? for telling us you hated us? ignoring all of us to see some guy you just met? leaving me and all my friends worried!?" he yelled out before grabbing my wrist, i hiss out in pain from...my newest ''damage''

when i heard a heavily french accented voice yell ''JOHN STOP!'' i turn to see Lafayette there in the doorway along with Stephen who looked complety annoyed with me

John looks at me before dropping my hand, i yank it back to my side and rubbing it through the thick cloth of my grey hoodie, he scowled at me then Lafayette before huffing out of the room and slaming the door shut to the first open bedroom he saw.

i look at the door then at Lafayette who looked annoyed, sad, shocked and dissapointed all at once he ''are you okay, Alexander?'' he asks but i couldnt tell what he was feeling i open my mouth to once again say something when Stephen grabs me by the arm forcefully and dragged me to his room, but i manage to mouth ''all good'' before being dragged into the dark room.

Lafayette Pov Before getting to Kings~

(i dont know that much french so im using google translate sry)
I had been driving Herc and John to our dorm buildings, me and John had gotten a 4 person dorm but Hercules was staying in a smaller 2person with a friend of his not going to say im how did Hercules say it? ah jelous but le meurtre est quelque chose que je suis prêt à faire.

we finally get there and get out a few boxes, Hercules says he'll get his stuff later so we all head into a building and talk to a lady at the front desk we get our keys and Hercules says we'll meet up later so me and john go to our dorm. john manages to get ahed of me on our way but we make it there and he just goes inside ignoring the person standing by the door or maybe he didnt see him he was carring quite the amount of boxes. ''hey is this also your dorm?" i ask as i walk up to him

''oh yeah, im assuming you live here too but have we met? you seem so familliar'' ''no i do not belive so but you do seem familliar now that i think about it.'' he just nods his head when we heard someone yelling, it sounded like john so we both walk through the little hallway thingy and i see john holding onto...''oh, non pas lui" i whispered under my breath ''JOHN STOP!" i yell out and both their head turn to me, Alexander looks so....different

he looks as if hes analyzing me, he looks so much....worse and he looks afraid, not of me but something. i look and see hes not wearing his signature green hoodie but this time replaced by a baggier grey hoodie and his skin is so pale, his dark bags under his eyes look as if he hadnt slept for days.

''are you alright'' i cant decide, should i say alex? mon ami? 'alexander?" im still so....mad at him but he looks so horrible and- im cut off when that guy from outside aggressivly grabs alex by the arm and drags him somewhere but i do catch him mouth "all good'' before the door closes.

i really...want to get him for some reason. to pull him away from that guy, who is he anyway? he looks fa- Stephen.

''Ah! Pourquoi est-ce que je m'inquiète? il nous a quittés!' i sigh loudly what to do? i need to help alex but i have no real reason to help him? why do i feel like this?! i need to call Hercules. but i decide to first check on john.

okay im still not good at writing please tell me anything you think should be rewriten! i cant promise i will change it but i will try to work on it! k byeeeeeeeeee