Alex's POV

Kindergarten. Sounded weird but papa told me I would get to write essays so I'm excited. I hope I make friends. Maybe I'll even get a girlfriend! Dad says that girlfriends are important.

Papa lazily knocked on the door of my new classroom for kindergarten and slapped me on the back before walking off as soon as it opened. A tall guy with no hair opened the door and smiled down at me.

"Hi Mr no hair guy, papa left but I'm Alexander Hamilton" I extended my hand like papa always did at his business meetings. I thought business involved paper and essays and cool stuff but  the guy always just gives my papa a plastic bag with white or little green nugget stuff in it and papa gives him money. They don't even wear suits. So informal.

"Hello Alexander! Let me introduce you to the class, I'm George Washington, Mr Washington" The bald dude closed the door behind and me, revealing a class of about fourteen small students.

"Everyone, say hello to Alexander Hamilton"

"Hello Alexander Hamilton" the class echoed, half sounded excited and the other sounded like tumblr people on a Monday morning.

"Hello Alexander Hammington" a boy with curly brown hair and freckles sang happily and the whole class stared at him. He turned red and slid down in his seat, face flushed with embarrassment.

"So, tell us a little bit about yourself Alex!"

"I'm an immigrant from the Caribbean" I started and a girl in yellow put her hand up into the air.

"Can you get me Jack Sparrow's autograph?" She pleaded and Washington rolled his eyes and made me continue.

"Well my dada does serious business with guys who give him stuff in plastic bags, my mama works at a cafe. I get free donuts! I love politics and public speaking! And talking!"

"Well.... alrighty then...any questions?" Washington inquired and patted me on the back.

"Did you bring any diseases over here?" A guy in grey asked and Washington quickly ushered me to a seat and shushed the boy.

I took the  seat next to the freckled boy who had his curly hair tied into a low ponytail- like me! Except my hair was straight. He wore long sleeves, which was odd since it was middle of summer. I was in between him and  a girl wearing a fluffy, blue, polka dot dress. Her dark brown hair was straight and shiny.

Holy chocolate chip cookie dough. He's pretty.

A few minutes later, the pretty boy next to me slide a note onto my desk and looked around cautiously.

(A/N If the words in the note are underlined it means Lil kiddo John has crossed them out)

To Alexander Hammington

Hi, I'm John Laurens. You're cute I like your Star Wars shirt. I like Star Wars too. Your Lion backpack is really cool as well. I like your face a lot. I'm sure I'll like your personality a lot too Can you be my new best friend?

- John Laurens

I folded the note up and carefully tucked it in the front zipper of my backpack and smiled at John who blushed .

"Now, Who knows about government?" Washington asked.

A boy with REALLY big hair shot his hand up and frantically shuffled in his seat. He wore a lot of pink and purple velvet. Like a lot. I think he had more velvet than Donald trump has spray tans.

"SOUTHERN MOTHER FUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS" he screeched and two boys around him cheered.

"Ok then... what do you each want to be when you grow up? Starting with Eliza and we go to the left" Washington said, pointing at the girl next to me.

"I want to be a bunny farmer, sir" Eliza smiled and Washington gave her a concerned look but moved on anyways.

"I want to be president" I said proudly.

"I want to be a turtle trainer" John said and he smiled widely. He looked nice when he smiled.

"I want to be a tailor" A large, dark skinned boy with a bandana said in a low voice. He looked strong enough to carry a cannon.

"I want to be America's favourite fighting Frenchman!" A person with an odd resemblance to Thomas yelled ambitiously with a thick French accent.

"I want to fight for women's rights" A girl with fluffy black hair, wearing a peach coloured shirt and black shorts said, almost as  proudly as me. The other girl sitting next to her also had beautiful, coloured skin and tight, dark brown curls and was about to speak up but the bell rang and everyone ran out of class before she could utter a word.

Grabbing my lunch box (it had a lion on it,) I  walked out to the playground, glancing  around it nervously.

"Hey, do you, uh, want to come sit with us?" The Laurens boy with freckles from before asked. I spun my head around to see him anxiously fiddling with his small thumbs and staring at his tiny sneakers.

"Sure, thanks"  John grabbed my hand and pulled me over to a comfortable place under a tree, where five other kids were sitting.

"Guys! It's Alexander hammington!" Laurens smiled and the group cheered and he  motioned  for me sit down next to him. "Introduce ourselves I guess" John said and he took a bite of his sandwich.

"I'm Angelica Schuyler, Eliza and I are twins. Not identical, if you hadn't figured that out" the girl who wore the peach clothes said almost immediately.

"And I'm p-"

"I'm Eliza! I like bunnies I like rainbows I like everything positive. I'm also reliable with the men and mama says I'm a pure, smol cinnamon roll" she squealed happily.

"Bonjour mon ami! J' emapelle Lafayette!" Someone who looked like Thomas with his hair tied up in a ponytail bowed and they grinned at me.

"I'M HERCULES MULLIGAN" the tailor wannabe with a bandanna screamed. He looked fun to steal stuff with. I don't know why.

"AND I'M PEGGY. I'm a year younger but I'm really smart so they moved me up a year.... but no one really cares" Peggy muttered. Everyone had started to chat without her besides me. She was the girl who kept getting interrupted.

"I care! That's really amazing by the way" I responded and Peggy looked up at me, surprised and her face beamed with excitement and happiness.

"That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me!" She squealed and ran to sit down next to me and we continued to have our own conversation.

"A MESSAGE FROM THE QUEEN" Eliza squealed and stepped away to reveal Angelica.

"Sleepover at our house! Saturday night!" Angelica said into her breadstick that she pretended was a microphone.

"My papa would be mad if I went" a sad smile was on John's face and he adjusted the turtle neck jumper he was wearing.

"Please John? I'm very persuasive maybe I could write you something to get your papa to let you go?" I offered and John's smile lifted and his eyes brightened.

"Thank you Alex!" John hugged me tightly before the bell rang and we left back to classes.

John and I held hands on he way back to our bags. His hands were soft and warm. Eliza grabbed my other hand when we walked into the classroom. John pouted and Eliza smiled. I didn't know what was happening, I just wanted to hold John's hand but Eliza was nice as well I guess. I should get her a boyfriend, I think I heard her say she wants one of those. When we walked in the whole class stared at us and started to whisper things.

"Is he with John?"

"But he's holding hands with Eliza!"

"He's gotten to third base with them both?"

"What's third base?"

"It's holding hands"

"I thought it was the birds and the bees? I don't know what that means but mama said it"

"Isn't it the bees and the bees?"

"But what about the birds?"

"The bird and two bees?"

"Why should there be more bees than birds?"

"Love doesn't discriminate Jesus Christ"

Everyone gasped as I pulled my hand out of Eliza's grip and ran over to my desk in between her and Laurens before anyone could say another word.

"So, boys, girls and others we'll be having the election for class president Monday afternoon, after lunch. You need to write a speech and say it in front of the grade and the voters will be given a sheet of paper and they will tick the box that has the person they vote for next to it, hand it in and we will count the votes. Who's interested in running this year?"

I jumped in my seat, holding my arm up and looking around to see who else was going to compete. There were only two other hands up. Jefferson and a boy who was grinning widely. I hadn't heard him speak at all today.

"Ok, Jefferson, Burr and Hamilton! This will be interesting. Have your speeches ready by next Monday. I'll give you some time to discuss your plans with your friends"

Angelica, Eliza, Peggy, Lafayette, Hercules, John and I laid on our chests on the floor in a circle to discuss my election plans.

"Can we make the signs?" Peggy asked and I nodded in response.

"I'll make you a cool outfit!" Hercules grinned excitedly and we all discussed our ideas. The Schuylers would make posters and mini cards to give out, Hercules would make me a simple, cool outfit, Lafayette would give out stickers and John would be my right hand man. He did all the cool stuff.

An hour later the bell rang and Washington excused us from class. The first day didn't go as badly as I thought it would go. I found out that John only lived a few houses away from me but he wanted to stay at the library and I didn't want mama to be annoyed if I came home late, so I couldn't stay with him. Even though I really wanted to.

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"Alexander?" The quiet boy from class walked up to me, readjusting his backpack with a smile on his face. "I'm Aaron Burr! We're running against each other for class president. I'm very excited!" We were walking down the sidewalk together, both walking to our seperate houses.

"Oh? Does this mean we can't be friends?" I asked. I really wanted to be friends with him. He seemed nice.

"Yeah sure we can still be friends! Though Jefferson maybe not. He really hates you" Burr said.

"Why? I barely even talked to the guy. How can he hate me?"

"He has a thing against gays and he saw you holding hands with John. I don't know why he dislikes them so much, he totally has a thing for his best friend, Jimmy James Madison"

"Well I'm not gay I'm totally straight. I dig the ladies....and John Laurens but I totally like the ladies. Ladies yea boi. No men. I'm not calling John a lady but-"

"Talk less dude, smile more! It's the only way you'll win. This is my house, so I have to go but see you tomorrow!" Burr waved at me, disappearing through his front door and I continued my walk home.

John's POV

(A/N ok so there's small mention of child abuse and John has experienced it so much he feels as if it's normal but please don't let this persuade you to think that  three hits isn't many. One hit is terrible in itself, John has had it around him his whole life and doesn't fully understand yet because he's like 5)

Today was a good day.

Papa only hit me three times this morning.
I met a pretty boy. He's really pretty. He's Alexander hammington.
Today Washington gave me a gold star sticker.
I saw mama in a daydream, that makes me happy. Today was going well.

I skipped through the front door of my house at 7pm and waved at my papa who was chugging down some drink or whatever, just the usual.

I spent the next hour making extra signs for Alex Hammington's election next week. I hope he wins! He's really cute but I think Eliza likes him so I'll keep out of the way. Once I'd finished my sparkly gold and black sign, I took a photo of it on my mini camera. I was very proud. There was a huge star in the middle with 'Hammington' written inside it and I painted a silhouette of Alex on top of the it. I wish I could show papa but he would get out the belt, or maybe even worse,  so I pushed the painting under  my bed and flicked my lights off so I could snuggle under my turtle sheets and fall asleep.

I had a good day. I hope everyday will be like this.

Alex's POV

"Mama!" I ran up to my mama and she squeezed me tightly. "Why do you have bruises on your face?" She had a large purple bruise on the side of her face and cuts on her arms and cheeks that she was trying to coverup with makeup.

"Mama... um- tripped and hit her head, it's all good baby, how was your first day at school?"

"I'm running for class president! I made six friends! And one of them is called John Laurens and he's really pretty mummy you should see him, he's gorgeous! I hope I'm friends with him forever!" I rambled and my mum giggled happily.

"Very cute, I should meet this John Laurens, shouldn't I? He sounds like quite the interesting little boy"

"He is! He loves turtles, which is possibly why he wears a turtle neck even though it's summer" I giggled and mama frowned and her face became sympathetic and sad.

"Oh honey, be good to that boy. One day you'll know why but promise me you'll do whatever you can to keep him out of bad situations" She stroked the back of my head and kissed me on the forehead. "Now go clean yourself up and come back for dinner, then we can start on ideas for your class president campaign!"

"Where's dada?"

Mama looked sad again and she turned away from me. "Just go get ready for dinner honey" I skipped into my room and looked into the mirror. I kinda like my face. It's not too bad,

I had a good day. I hope everyday will be like this.

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Heyo! So this is the first chapter of Hamilton Primary! Comment some ships you'd like. I hope you enjoyed this! Possibly after I finish this I might create a sequel for when they're in high school, who knows?? Tell me if you'd like that. Also John wears turtle necks bc of his dad being a piece of crap and hurting him, not self harming.