LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, YOU COULD'VE BEEN ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD TONIGHT BUT YOU'RE HERE WITH US IN A NEW CITY, ARE YOU READY? FOR A FANFICTION?

Eliza didn't believe in "love at first sight". It just wasn't her thing. Fairytale romances didn't intrigue her, a strong foundation did. She didn't know what changed her mind, but all she knew as she gazed into her husband, and father of their three children's eyes, was that it started over a bottle of cold champagne...

"You can't be serious?!" Eliza nearly choked on the fine brew in the flute glass. She searched John's warm eyes, hoping to find humor.

There was none. "Liza, I'm serious. Guys won't just want to commit. They never do." her bi-sexual friend commented. He had his experience, and frankly, Eliza wasn't too keen on remembering his one-night-stands with her friends.

"Come on John! It's not like I wanna marry a guy, but a blind date? That seems a little sketchy. Especially because it's one of your exs."

"This guy is perfect I promise!" John sipped the cold champagne gingerly. It was a few days after their last poker session with the Schuyler and Laurens family. John had been drooling over Peggy, so he called Eliza up to get a scoop on her.

Eliza scoffed and watched as he nearly choked on the drink. "You said that about the last three guys you've set me up with, and frankly, Jeffersucks, Madisick, and Reynolds, weren't really what I was looking for."

John rolled his eyes. "I'm telling you, he's the best. I would date him myself if he wasn't so adamant about working so much!" Eliza stood and smiled down at her curly haired comrade.

"I have to go. I'll see you at the Winter's Ball for my blind date next week?" she asked. He nodded quickly.

The dark haired girl stood, brushing some crumbs of cheese off her blue dress and left.

John stood after watching Eliza do her signature, "woe is me" walk. His phone lit up with a message.

(Fake Number)

*-567-7892: Hello? Elizabeth Schuyler just told me to text this number? It's Margarita Schuyler.

John replied almost instantly.

John: Hello! This is John Laurens. I wanted to see if you remember me? From highschool?

Peggy: Oh yeah! Hey John! How could I forget the rap king of JQA High!

I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Winter's Ball next week.

Peggy: ;) I'll think about it.

"YES!" John screamed and ran, triumphantly to his car.