Chapter 7: What'd I Miss?

John

I woke up in my bed with Alexander's head on my shoulder. I rubbed his hair and kissed his forehead then made my way to the kitchen.

Classes started in an hour. I padded into the kitchen and made coffee for Alex and I. When I placed a cup under the Keurig, I heard the soft footsteps of Alex and I turned around.

He was wearing one of my t-shirts and some pajama pants. He walked over to me and gave me hug.

"Good morning, Cutie," I said and winked at him.

His face blushed red and he kissed me and I kissed back, our lips moving in sync.

He pulled away suddenly and I whined. "We gotta get ready for classes," he said, then quickly pecked me on the lips.

I handed him a cup of coffee and made one for myself. When I was done with it, I went to my room and changed into a black skin-tight long sleeve shirt and skinny jeans. Oh, and some rainbow socks. ;)

Alex came out of his room wearing black jeans and a gray hoodie with pink, purple, and blue in the left top corner.

He walked over to me and kissed me long and slow. After what felt like forever, we both pulled back.

"Ready?" I asked, looking him up and down.

He nodded. "Ready."

*le tim skip*

Alex

I grabbed Johns hand before he walked away from me to go to his class. I gave him a quick kiss. "I love you," I whispered in his ear.

"Love you too."

I made my way over to my first class: Legal Writing.

When I walked through the door, I noticed a group of students swarmed around someone with poofy hair. He was wearing what looked like a magenta trench coat. Who the hell wears trench coats? Especially magenta?

I brushed it off and sat down in my seat as our professor walked in.

Everyone else sat down in their seats as well. I noticed Burr hanging around the guy in the magenta trench coat.

The professor said his introduction and all that good stuff and something he said caught my attention. "Mr. Jefferson, welcome back."

"Thank you Mr. Eaton."

So that was Jefferson.

After class was over I headed out into the hallway but I was suddenly stopped. Jefferson stood in my way. He narrowed his eyes at me. "Hey Burr," he said. "Who's this?"

I felt nervous in his presence. I really felt like he was gonna beat my ass.

Burr gave me an apologetic look then turned back to Jefferson. "A-Alexander Hamilton, Thomas."

Jefferson nodded. "Hmm." I guess he noticed the patch on my hoodie because he said, "What's that? Bisexual pride. Ha! He's practically a fag!"

Okay now I was getting pissed off. "Can I just get to my next class?" I asked with a smart-ass tone.

He scoffed. "I don't know. Can you, faggot?"

Anger boiled inside of me. No wonder he gets called a dick so much. I let out a deep sigh and balled up my fist and hit him square in the jaw. He grabbed his face then looked back down at me and I suddenly felt so small. He pushed me up against the wall and kneed me in the stomach. Burr and the other guy who was with his watched helplessly. I shrunk to the floor and he kicked me repeatedly. I opened my eyes briefly and noticed Angelica, Eliza, Peggy, Maria, Herc, and Laf. Then suddenly John ran in.

"Thomas!" John yelled. Jefferson gave me one last kick to my ribs and turned around.

"What fag?"

Johns face got red with anger. "Leave him alone."

The hallway was suddenly crowded. "Aww. The faggots sticking up for his boyfriend! How cute!"

I saw a guy named Charles Lee laugh.

"Just leave him alone, Jefferson!"

"What you gonna do about it, skittle pack?"

John clenched his fist but he didn't hit Jefferson. "Just let him go he's already bruised up good enough."

Jefferson snarled and pushed me with his foot. "Get up looser."

I slowly stood up, pain shooting through my body with every move I took. I limp to Johns side.

Jefferson leans in close. "Just remember, you will never EVER be anyone in this school as long as I'm around," he said and pushed my head backwards.

Burr shot me a look and mouthed the words "I'm sorry" and left.

I watched as Angelica raced after Jefferson and pulled him to the side and started talking to him.

John pulled me into the nearest bathroom as soon as the hallway started to clear. He got a wet paper towel and cleaned some of the scratches on my face. "Told you he's a dick."

I gave a weak smile and nodded my head. He kissed me gently. "Try to stay out of trouble for me, please," he said with a pleading look.

I nodded my head. "Anything for you, John."

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