I woke up to ice water flowing over my whole body, causing me to scream. I jumped up in surprise and looked around, pushing my bangs out of my eyes. "What the hell??" I shouted.

My best friend Zoe and her boyfriend Jared were laughing at me while Ashley held a bucket. "This is payback!" Zoe cried.

"F-f-for what!!!" I shivered.

"Everything!" Jared answered. I whined a little and pulled the soaking blankets together closer, doing no good. Ashley placed the bucket on the ground and started to pick up pieces of ice.

"I-I'm getting in t-t-the sh-shower," I muttered, running to my bathroom with a pair of shorts and a loose tank top, even though it was January in Georgia. My friends, Jared, Zoe and Ashley had stayed over after the small party we had at the FBI office, and today they probably couldn't help but prank me. Those dorks.

I finished up my hot shower and put my hair in a braid. Then I pulled on the tank top and running shorts. I brushed my teeth before exiting the bathroom. I pulled off my sheets and put them in the dryer, letting the handy thing dry my now ruined sheets. I walked downstairs and saw Jared making eggs while Zoe and Ashley made some toast.

"What are you three doing?" I asked, putting my towel in the hamper. Zoe looked up.

"Making breakfast. Ashley felt bad for pranking you so she made me and Jared make you breakfast," Zoe explained. I chuckled.

"Thanks you guys," I smiled, starting to make us some drinks. After I finished, Ashley and Zoe placed the multiple pieces of toast on the table and Jared put the eggs beside them. We ate our breakfast and had some random conversation about Supernatural. I asked Ashley how her niece was, since she was a little sick last time I heard, and she told me that her niece was doing better.

"Okay, well, I've gotta get to work. Zoe, you coming?" Jared asked. Zoe nodded, pulling her hoodie on and grabbing her purse. Jared wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pressed a kiss to her temple. God they were the cutest couple I've ever seen.

"Jared, mind giving me a ride home?" Ashley asked. Jared shrugged and she pulled on her jacket, giving me a quick hug. "See ya AJ!"

"Bye Ashley," I smiled. "Bye you two!"

"Thanks for letting us stay!" Jared cried, opening the door. Zoe agreed.

"No problem! Anytime," I smiled. They walked out the door and I pulled my sheets out of the dryer, since it just beeped. I finished putting them on my bed when there was a crash from downstairs. "Oh... This is bad... Am I being robbed? I better not."

I grabbed my pistol and silently slid downstairs. I opened the guest room and saw a man that looked a lot like Lin-Manuel Miranda sitting on the bed. He was groaning with uncomfort.

"Where am I?" He asked.

"My guest room," I said. "Who are you?"

"Alexander. Alexander Hamilton," he said.

"Like, the guy on the ten dollar bill?" I asked.

"What?"

"Is this you?" I pulled out a ten dollar bill and handed it to him. He chuckled

"Yeah! That's me!" He smiled. "I'm worth ten bucks? Great! Hey, uh, what year is this?"

"2018...." I answered. "Come with me. We'll figure this out in my living room."

As we walked to the living room, a man fell from inside the dining room into my arms. He rubbed his head before being tackled by Hamilton.

"John!"

"Alex? Hey!"

They were laughing and hugging and so happy to see each other.

I led them to the couch and sat them down, putting my gun on the mantle. Just as I was about to sit down and talk there was another couple crashes. I ran to the bathroom and stood outside the door.

"Merde... My head."

"Ughhhh...."

"Hercules??"

"Lafayette??"

"WHERE ARE WE?"

"I DON'T KNOW! HELP! I CAN'T MOVE!"

"Mon ami, is it a good idea to shout that?"

I walked into the bathroom and saw two large men sitting in the bathroom. I cleared my throat and they stopped trying to fight to get out. "Miss!"

"Mademoiselle!"

I walked over to them and grabbed the taller one's hand, tugging on him. Damn, he was really stuck. I tried hard to pull him out and then he flew out on top of me, causing me to start to laugh. "Ohohohohohohow...."

"Oh non! I'm so sorry mademoiselle!" He cried. So he's french.

"Haha, I'm okay. Call me AJ."

"AJ, thank you," said the other one as he hopped out of the tub. "I'm Hercules Mulligan."

"Je m'appelle Marquis de Lafayette."

"Nice to meet you. Do you know Alexander Hamilton?" I asked.

"Yeah!" Hercules cried. I chuckled and took them down to the living room. When they saw Alexander and John they tackled them in a large hug.

"Mon ami!"

"Laf! Hey old friend!"

"Brraaahhh!!"

"I know that anywhere! Herc!"

"It's been forever, John!"

I chuckled as I watched the scene, but I was about to ask what was going on when I heard another crash. "Well, I'll go check that out. Stay here and don't touch anything!"

I ran down the hallway into my coat closet and heard quiet whispering. I jerked open the door and saw a man who was dressed very royally was standing unnaturally close to another man who was dressed less fancily.

"Hello!" The less fancy one smiled.

"Hi. Well, um, are you from the 1700s as well?" I asked.

"Who are you talking to, because it cannot be me. I am the King, you treat me with respect, peasant girl," the fancier man rolled his eyes.

I scowled. "I'm the queen of this fucking house, and you will listen to me. You call me a peasant girl again I will kick you to the curb, then you can talk about royalty with the homeless." He was at a loss for words because of my sass. "Okay, follow me."

We walked down to my living room and all four boys groaned. "Aw man. Why them?"

"I'm offended," the less fancy one muttered.

Another crash sounded and I saw a magenta covered man fall down my stairs. He fell down my stairs. Alexander burst out laughing, so he probably knew who it was. Then, a man came running after him. "Thomas, you okay?"

"Ow..."

"Damn, sir. You made one hellova appearance. Come on, let's get you some ice," I chuckled, helping him up. I pulled him to his feet and he was way taller than me. "You guys get taller and taller..." I whined, walking to the kitchen and grabbing the ice pack. I gave it to him and he put it on his head. "You okay?"

"I'm just fine, darlin'," he smirked, trying to charm me.

"Come on, let's go see the others," I grabbed his hand and dragged him into the living room. "Okay, sit."

Everyone scooted away from him and he rolled his eyes, sitting in the spot they made for him. The man who was with him sat next to him, crossing his arms. "Who are you?"

"I'm Thomas Jefferson, that's my friend James Madison," Thomas smiled. "Who are you, pretty girl?"

"AJ."

"Pretty name for a beautiful girl," James smirked.

"If you two keep flirting me I'll shove a tampon up your ass," I threatened. They flushed dark red and everyone burst into laughter. "That's right. Okay, well, who are we missing?"

"Washington, sir!!" Hamilton cried, jumping up and saluting someone behind me. Lafayette, Laurens and Hercules also saluted him while Thomas and James simply stood with respect. I turned around and saw a tall dark skinned man with a shaved head who looked very serious.

"Where am I, ma'am, if I may?" He asked politely.

"2018. See, you idiots, be like him," I said to the eight men standing behind me. "I'm AJ. George Washington, I presume?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Please, just AJ," I chuckled. "Okay, is that everyone?"

"Uh, everyone minus the girls, yeah," Hercules said. Everyone nodded.

"Okay, well, my name is Annabeth Jamie Hope. This is Georgia, and it's January of 2018. Uh, things have changed, I guess." Wow. I am the biggest anti social person on planet Earth.

"I'm Alexander Hamilton."

"Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette, Marquis de Lafayette, but just call me Lafayette." whomst the fuck named him? That's lit.

"I'm John Laurens."

"HERCULES MULLIGAN!"

"Herc, stop."

"Sorry."

"Aaron Burr, at your service."

"I'm Thomas Jefferson, darlin'."

"My name is James Madison *cough*."

"You need some medicine for that?" I asked as he coughed into his fist. He shook his head. "Man, now I feel bad for you." James shook his head and Thomas patted his back. When he stopped coughing, we continued with introductions.

"My name is Samuel Seabury."

"I'm the King. King George."

"Were the king! They have a queen now and she's amazing!!" I jumped, because I'm short, and yelled to sound intimidating. "She's great!"

"Really?" Washington asked. I nodded and pulled up a picture of her. "Ha!! Yes!"

"I know! It's lit as fuck!"

"What...?" John asked. I laughed softly.

"Slang. You'll learn. Okay, continue," I ordered.

"I'm George Washington," Washington did a small bow and I nodded.

"Well, that's cool. Uh. Yeah. So...." I looked at the clock. 1:45 p.m. We've got time to go to the store and get them today. "Get in losers, we're going shopping."

I managed to wrestle them all into my car, Aaron being the one most scared, and drove them to Kohl's. John, of course, got some turtle tee shirts, some normal ones, some cargo shorts and jeans. Alexander got a shirt that said "This is my opinion, bitch." And some jeans with normal shirts. Hercules got some different colored shirts along with one that said 'I'M LOUD' and some jeans, along with a shirt for 'every occasion'. Lafayette got a bunch of shirts that had anything French on them, and he also got a bunch of jeans. He even got a leather jacket he was looking sexy in. Thomas got purple shirts and socks. I managed to convince him that he was not wearing purple jeans and to get normal ones, so after that little tussle, we moved on. James got some normal shirts and a couple flannels along with some jeans and a cool jacket. Washington got a leather jacket, some button ups, a good amount of tee shirts, and a couple pairs of jeans. King George wanted to get a bunch of very fancy clothes that were worth more than me, but with some threats from me and convincing from Sam and Washington, he simply got some cheap suits and button ups with dress pants. Aaron got a nice button up, some normal tees, jeans, and a jacket he looked really good in. I also made sure everyone gor warm clothes in case it snowed, along with pajamas. After I paid for all the clothes, we piled into my car and headed to Shoe Carnival. Everyone got their pick of shoes -they got two pair each, so that went by quick.

We went to Barnes and Noble. Now, that's my favorite store, so when we got there I had to contain my excitement. When we got inside, Everyone dispersed. Thomas got a magenta ball cap and The Hunger Games. James got a sketch pad and some color pencils, which surprised me, because I didn't know he drew. Alex got a book on politics. John got a turtle book and a very cute plush of a turtle. Lafayette got a french mug, which he liked a lot, and a pair of socks that had France on them. Hercules got a sewing kit, which didn't surprise me since he was a tailor. George Washington really didn't want to bother me with himself, but I forced him to pick something he liked. King George wanted everything, but he eventually settled on a couple books and an ornament that said 'I'm the fucking King'.

I was trying to gather everyone together, but I noticed that there was no sassy french accent anywhere. I looked around and saw Lafayette being horded by three girls, who were all flirting, and he looked really uncomfortable. I rolled my eyes at the sight. Teenagers these days. I walked over to him. "You good, Laf?"

"Uh... Non," he whispered, and then jumped when a girl smacked his butt. "Help."

"Hey, what are you three doing?" I asked, pushing Lafayette behind me.

"Um, who are you?" one asked, smacking on her gum.

"I'm his friend, bitch," I said. "You can tell he's uncomfortable, so why do you keep going? And, how old are you, 17? Why don't you go fuck someone your age instead of harrassing Lafayette, okay? Okay, good."

"Who do you think you are??" the one who was obviously the main hoe cried.

"Did I fucking stutter?" I asked. "If you don't move along I'll shove my foot up your ass!"

The girls scoffed and left, me flicking them off in the process, and I turned to face Lafayette. "You good?"

"Oui, cherie. Thank you," he said, letting out a breath. "You were rough with those girls, non?"

"Nah, they're hoes, they've been through worse," I said. "Hard to find people that aren't."

"Well, I'm happy we found you," Lafayette smiled, giving me a huge bear hug. I chuckled and returned it, kissing his cheek in a sisterly way, before dragging him to the line.

"What was that all about?" Washington asked.

"Some teenagers were giving Laf a hard time," I replied. "I took care of it."

"But their shorts barely-"

"Covered their asses? I know. They must be the highschool sluts," I rolled my eyes. "But let's pay for this stuff and go home."

I paid for the stuff and we piled it in my car. I have no idea how everything fit, but we managed to drive all the way home without trouble.

When I got home I ran to the couch, jumped on it, and screamed: "HOME!!"

Yeah, another book. Don't judge me. I'll update this book every Sunday, PROMISE