There is a couple of Lams moments before this, I am just getting a head start because I know how bad I am at updating. I will be sure to let you know once the Lams half is released.
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-Madison's POV-

I rushed through the halls to try and reach my locker. If I hurry, maybe I can avoid- too late. The very second I opened my locker, Thomas Jefferson was leaning against the one next to me. Don't get me wrong, we were friends. Starting from age five, actually. But something changed in him. He wasn't the kind boy I met when I was younger.

"Ummm.... hi, Thomas! What's up?" I asked. He just looked at me in confusion. "Why are you rushing so much?" Excuse time. "My class is starting a little early today." I lied. Jefferson laughed. "Of course it doesn't, not for another thirty minutes!" What? How did he kno- I remembered that our first class was debate, which we shared. Wow. Great job, me. I searched desperately for a change of topic. "Hey, did you hear that we have a new student coming in?" The dark side of Jefferson began to shine brighter than ever. "Ugh, yeah. I heard that he's an immigrant. Stupid immigrants these days." I couldn't stop the words from slipping out of my mouth. "But your an immigrant too." He gave me one of those looks. The I-have-ammunition-and-am-not-afraid-to-use-it looks. He was going to bring up my past. I quickly found an end to that. "But... sometimes it really does matter." I finished, trying to hide the guilt from my eyes. I felt a hand ruffle my hair. "That's my Jemmy. Anyways, I'm going to go to class." I was trying so hard not to groan as he left. That. Damned. Nickname. I have to admit, though, he is cute...

"A new student, huh..." the locker next to me was opened by an unfamiliar face. Huh. "Excuse me, but your the new student, right?" The kid's eyes sparkled. "Yep! My name is Alexander Hamilton, and there's a million things I haven't done, but just you wait!" He said with a smile. Huh. Pretty bright for an immigrant. "James Madison. Its a pleasure, but I can't say you can be seen talking to me." He gave me a look. "What do you mean?" I let out a sigh. He looked at me in slight confusion. "What do you mean?" "Just take my word for it. Anyways, I should start heading to debate. Later." I was walking to my class, and realized he was following me. Does he have debate too? I opened the door, and realized I was still early. Wow. THAT work was totally useless. When I sat down, I decided that maybe I should do some writing. But then I realized I was incredibly tired. Before I could even think about pulling out my phone, I wound up asleep on my table.

That wasn't for long, however. Eventually, I heard a loud voice that woke me up. "Ladies and gentlemen! Greetings. I am your new debate teacher, George Washington." I carefully wiped sleep out of my eye. A new teacher. Woah. The tall man continued what he was saying. "Now, I would like everyone to state their name, major, and why they picked their said major" I felt my heart drop out of my chest. I can't say WHY I picked my major. Jefferson leaned in next to me. "My god. Who does this guy think he is?" I only payed half attention. "I just hope he isn't one of those teachers who pry for useless answers just to get someone to open up to them." After some time passed, Mr. Washington got to Thomas. "My name is Thomas Jefferson, and I majored in debate because I like fighting people." I mentally facepalmed, and I could tell that Mr. Washington did as well. "... right.... anyways, next student." Crap. That's me. I silently hoped that our new teacher wouldn't ask me for details. "My names is James Madison, and I am majoring in nursing for... personal reasons." Washington nodded. "Alright then."

After a few more students, he finally reached that new kid, Alexander. He stood up in front of the class. "My name is Alexander Hamilton, and there's a million things I haven't done, but just you wait!" Jefferson looked like he was restraining from faceplanting on his desk. Alex continued talking. "I majored in both Debate and Theater. Debate because, well, I want to start a national bank. And theater because I have a small idea for what could be a play." And with that, he sat bak down. Mr. Washington seemed pretty appalled. "Okay then..." after everyone was introduced, class officially began.

"We are going to start off with our first debate. Who wants to go?" Two hands immediately shot up and waved around, as if ready to commit murder. "Thomas Jefferson, you may come up." After the muffled "yesssss!", Thomas walked up to the front of the class. Alex's hand was still shaking around in the air, and nobody else particularly wanted to go up. "And Alexander Hamilton." Washington said with a sigh. The new kid stood up and proudly walked to the front of the class. There was a vote on what topic would be debated on. Jefferson picked improving some of the cafeteria foods, while Hamilton surprised us all with wanting to debate on a new financial system. Everyone pretty much voted for Hamilton, to see if he knew what he was talking about.

- cue Cabinet Battle #1-

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Everyone was pretty dumbfounded. This new kid was amazing! Even Thomas looked surprised. "Alright, kids. Class dismissed." As we were leaving, I could still faintly hear. "Hamilton? A word." Ouch. Hope he will be okay.

-Jefferson's POV-

I really didn't want to act the way I did. It still makes me cringe a little. And it seems that Jemmy noticed how I was as well....

But he'll forgive me, right?

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That didn't take forever to write or anything! No, not at all! What are you talking about? Anyways, here we are!