A/N: WARNING HARMFUL/GAY SLURS OFFENSIVE NAMES ..MENTIONS OF DEPRESSION OR SELF HARM

ALEXANDER'S POV:

I looked to the digital clock on my laptop and saw that there was 30 mins till class. Shit! I thought to myself. I slammed my laptop shut. I grabbed it and ran to my bag, snatching it up and placing it in my bag with the rest of Its contains; which included all my books.Thomas had already left to classes hours before. So now i don't have to deal with him and his tiresome remarks.

I looked to the time,
1:40 10 mins left till classes. Guess ill have to skip my morning coffee. That sucked because I love coffee; when i say love, i mean LOVE coffee. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and opened the dorm door, shutting it quickly, and bolted to class.

I ran through the courtyard. To my class. It was creative writing, i chose the class mostly for the fact that Mr. Washington was the teacher. Finally after so much running; my legs practically burned from so much running; i had reached my class. I looked at my watch. Ha just with three minutes to spare! I mentally patted myself on the back and walked in.

I scanned the room for familiar faces. None, huh i figured that one of my friends could've had this class. I made my way to the row where only two empty seats closest to the front of the class were.

Placing my bag onto the floor i began to take out my laptop and textbook. The bell rung for the beginning of class. I placed my laptop and textbook and placed it on the desk. Just then a tall familiar figure ran in.

"Mr. Jefferson, you are late" Mr. Washingtons' voice reminded to non other than my mortal enemie Thomas. "Sorry sir." he apologised, "Very well, just do not let it happen again" Mr. Washington stated accepting his apology. Thomas turned to the the desks and saw my face. We locked eyes. Thomas frowned upon seeing me and sat in the only seat available...next to me. "Hey hamilshit" thomas muttered to me chuckling at his own stupid remark. "Leave me alone Jefferson." i growled. Mr. Washington had began his lesson. I tried to pay attention to him.

Thomas had began to pester me by nudging me and whispering insults. Finally i had enough. "If you nudge me one more fucking time, i will fuckin kill you" I snapped silently to Thomas. I went back to Mr. Washingtons lesson. Thomas nudged me again. Anger boiled inside me as
I got up and swung my fist hard against his face. "ALEXANDER HAMILTON" Mr. Washingtons' voice boomed through out the class room. It sent shivers down my spine.

Cautiously i turned to him. "Both of you in my office" he ordered "sir.." "NOW" he boomed. Thomas and i scampered to his office. I sat in one chair that faced Mr. Washington's desk. Thomas sat next to me. I saw a nice little bruise already showing through on the right side of his face. I Was satisfied.

Mr. Washington walked into the room after what seemed forever. He sat at his desk and rubbed the bridge of his nose in annoyance. "Ok, lets get to the point..Alexander," he turned to me "why did you punch Mr. Jefferson?" i shifted in my seat "because he wad bothering me sir..i warned him!" i yelled at Mr. Washington trying to defend my point. "I do not appreciate your tone son" Mr. Washington warned. I hated when he called me son. "Fine...dont call me son.." i muttered moving my gaze to the floor with my head low. "If you two fight again, i will have no choice but to kick you both out of Creative Writing." I looked up at him quickly "Wait sir-" Jefferson began, but he interrupted him. "No, this is final Mr. Jefferson. Any more fights and you two will be kicked out" he got up "you two may go back in your seats and start writing the note i put on the board." he left the room without another word. Jefferson immediately got up and left. He looked pissed off. I got up and went to my seat.

*Timeskip!~*

The bell rung for class to end. Began to place my stuff away. Thomas left the class with other people. Once i finished i left the class. I hadn't even walked five steps, when he shoved me against a wall "Don't you EVER think about touching me EVER again hamilshit! Why don't you do us all a favor and kill yourself?! You're the reason i might get kicked out of class!" he punched me across the face. I placed a hand over my face where he had hit me. Tears threatened to fall. People had surrounded us and were watching. I quickly grabbed my bag and ran. I ran all the way to my dorm. I ran into the bathroom and locked the door. I trembled
If he really wanted me dead then ill do it..maybe then i wont be such a burden..
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