THOMAS JEFFERSON
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{MODERN/COLLEGE AU}
Jefferson, Madison, Burr and the rest of their gang were assholes. Mostly Jefferson was, but everyone at Kings College knew that. Everyone except for you.
You are a new student at Kings, and today was your first day. Obviously, you didn't know anyone and felt really out of place, but you didn't dare ask anyone for help because that's embarrassing. You wandered around, trying to find dorm number 1782. You bump into someoneβ falling on your ass. You look up to see a tall man with curly brown hair and he was judging you. Hard. From what you could tell, anyway.
"Watch where you're going, skank."
Thomas said with a scoff, turning and laughing it up with, you assumed, his friends.
But when you huffed and clearly showed you didn't like his bullshit, he became genuinely intrigued. No one had ever tried to one-up himβ Besides Hamilton, of course. But he expected that. What Thomas didn't expect, however, was a hard-ass slap across the face and a scolding. He grunted and his hand flew to press into his stinging cheek. He looked at you in shock.