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AmericaXReader: Revolutionary

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Just to say, I'm percabethjiper...i just wanted a new account so here I am..enjoy!!

You walked into your printing shop, in your town of New York. The streets were busy and filled with colonists arguing. Some where say that Great Britain was being an ass, and others were being loyal. You were part of the 'rebellion', and you were in charge of all the women who sold themselves for information.
You sat down, and started writing a note to General Washington, when Phillip, a young men from the militia, knocked on the door. 
"Hello Miss (y/n), how are you doing on this fine day?" He said tilting his cap, meaning that he had a message from the General.
"Fine fine Phillip, now hand me the 'letter from my papa' and be on your way." You said, like you always do. Phillip did your command and handed you the letter, and went off, probably back to the hidden militia.
You opened the letter, written in invisible ink, and held it by the fire.
'Dear Miss (y/n) (l/n), this is not General Washington, currently he is with this Prussian colonel training my people. I'm Alfred F. Jones, and though you may not know me, George Washington works for me. Now I heard that the British Red Coats are catching on about the secret messages, so rather than writing me a letter with invisible ink, I want to meet you.
Sincerely,
   Alfred F. Jones.'
You stared at the piece of paper in your hand, in disbelief. Who was this Alfred? Could Phillip changed sides and gone to the Red Coats? Was he tricking you? You shook your head, grabbed your coat and stepped outside. You walked a bit west from the harbor, until you reached the little spot of soil, where most of the Militiamen hid their notes to the people in the town. You grabbed your hands,.not caring if they got dirty, and started shoving dirt out, until you saw the glimmer of the metal box. You sat down on the grass, and opened the box, to find notes from colonist to this 'Alfred F. Jones'. According to the notes, the colonists had high respect for him, more than George Washington. 
  "I wonder if I should trust him." You murmured to yourself, got up, buried the box back in the ground and got yourself clean from the dirt. And then you heard a branch break.
You turned around quickly, and started searching the land. 
  Up ahead, you saw a blonde man, with a bright...red coat on? 'Oh no', you thought and tried to run away.
"Stop right there!", yelled a thick british accent. You stopped obediently, and turned around. Standing in front of you was a man, with a really bad blonde haircut, and the bushiest eyebrows you've ever seen.
  "What do you want?" You said venomously. You wanted to get away, this person is one of the enemy, and you only got near them, if you wanted something from them, in which this case, you don't. 
  "Now now, you calm down, have you seen this rebel by the name of Alfred F. Jones?" He said. What this person an idiot? Did he not get that you are from the rebellion. But why did he want Alfred?
  "I do not know of who you are talking about. I have never heard of an Alfred F. Jones to be exact."
The British army man, gave a look, and grunted.
"Well thank you anyways, Miss" And he trotted to the other side of the land.
  Once he was out of sight, you heard a loud chuckle from a nearby tree. You ran to the said tree, and looked up. Sitting on the tree was a young man, with tousled blonde hair, and a happy-go-lucky expression.
  "Thanks Ma'am, without you, old grumpy Arthur would had found me" He jumped out of the tree and landed perfectly in front of you.
  He took out his hand and smiled, "I'm Alfred. Alfred F. Jones...to be exact."
A patriotic story between you and America...

I really wanted to say sorry to those who commented on the other one on how i was going to post the second part like a month ago...i just got writers block with this one... ;^;
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