Chapter 2: John's POV

A man no younger than 19 stood before me. His hair was a mess and he had bags under his eyes. He looked young, scrappy and hungry for something, but I wasn't sure what. He had a cup of what seemed to be black coffee and he was blushing like crazy.

"Oh no, you're okay! You didn't even spill your coffee!" I exclaimed, trying to reassure the man. "Are you sure?" He asked, looking up at me.

Dang he's short.

"Yes, I'm sure." I told him, "I'm John Laurens." I told him, instead of my usual introduction. I didn't want to look like an idiot in front of him.

"I'm Alexander Hamilton, and there's a million things I haven't done. But just you wait." He told me. He checked his watch.

"Oh shoot! Sorry John I gotta go! I'm gonna be late for class!" And with that, he ran off.

And I never thought I'd see him again.