(Lin POV)
"So, wait. Somehow, you, the amazing strange voice in my head, are John Laurens. The revolutionary war guy? Friends with Alexander Hamilton?"

I was now in some kind of Twilight Zone, and John Laurens, Friggin John Laurens, was perched on a chair that used to be stacked with gifts. He had had a bit of an... accident.

"Yes, I believe so. Although I'm not exactly sure how."

"And you're saying that that girl in that video was Alexander Hamilton? Because I'm fairly certain he died a long time ago as well." This is confusing.

"I know Alexander. Perhaps he is in a similar situation."

"Actually, I do remember something about a girl like her on the news crashing into Hamilton's desk at the Grange. And then mysteriously a replacement appeared out of nowhere. I bet these things are connected somehow."

"Hmm." He was obviously deep in thought "that would be interesting."

We sat there in silence for roughly a minute, and my eyes opened.

Huh.

(Alex POV)
I was packing up my things to leave, when I saw a girl I recognized from my French class running towards me. I think her name was something like Kathryn or Kathleen.

"Alex! You remember French class?"

"How could I forget?" I asked.

"Well, I took a video of you and Zoe's performance, and posted it on Twitter. And then this happened.

She showed me the screen of her phone.

@Lin-ManuelMiranda
Just watched @MemeDreamQueen 'S video. Whoever those two girls are, they are amazing.

"Your Tag is 'MemeDreamQueen'?"

"Boi."

I looked at the tweet again.

"Shit, boi."

"Yeah. I was gonna tweet out your names. But, being a nice person, I want to know if you're okay with it."

"Fuck yea."

"Okay. I gotta ask Zoe."

"What was your name again?" I didn't want to be rude.

"My name is Lauren. I've told you this a million times."

"Oh. Sorry!"

We parted ways and I began my trek home. Zoe caught up to me.

"Alex! Did you see on Twitter?"

Fuck you, Jefferson.

"Yeah. Lauren showed it to me. We're internet famous!"

"I'm going to have to stop going to Starbucks. They'll know me."

You selfish prick of a Francophile.

My god Hammy calm yourself.

Fine.

(TIMEY WHIMY SKIPPIDY DOOPLES)

I was finishing my homework for math.

Black dots danced around my vision.

Are you alright?

Probably not.

The room started spinning.

Everything went black.

(A/N)
Ha lol fam. I think the next chapter may have some lowkey Lams. So get excited.
LafTheFrenchie six months goes by so quickly.
Lauren is partially inspired by a girl in my school who I can never remember the name of, partially inspired by the fact that there are too many children at my school with names like "Karina" or "Katie", partially inspired by the spicy cinnamon roll named John Laurens. So yeah.

Also:
200 READS!!! HOLY THOMAS JEFFERSON I'M HAPPY!! THANKS FOR READING FAM!!