So, this is a fic I've been working on awhile, so I hope you enjoy, R&R!
Why Me? I had to get up first to make lunches, not like we had a lot to put in them, and get Azelma up. It was fine trying to wake up Gavroche, but Azelma Marie Thenardier was the hardest person to wake up in the morning. I tried to look for something first day appropriate, but it was a bit hard.
I wanted to look nice, but not too nice. I even wanted to bother with some makeup, so my clothes couldn't be too over the top.
I settled on black veil brides t-shirt, black skinny jeans, an old pair of converse, and I put my hair half up, hiding my bangs with my favorite cap. The school didn't have any rule on no hats. I put on my only jewelry. An old locket that used to belong to my mother, and my favorite watch. All of these things reminded me of home in Paris.
I put on some concealer and eye liner.
Man, I was really going all out today. My refection just showed a girl who wanted to fit in. I didn't really care if I fit in to any clique.
I shook the figure in the bed next to mine. 'Zelma groaned, and rolled over to face the wall. I sighed.
"Okay, so I'm going to get 'Roche awake and make lunch, and you're not up by the time I come back to get my backpack, I will pour water on you, and have the bus leave you behind on the first day of school." I threaded her, as I went to the doorway. I went to Gavroche's room, and opened the door.
"Good morning, 'Roche." I said to him, throwing some clothes at him. He mumbled something under his sheet of a blanket, I just couldn't hear him. I went to the kitchen, praying not to wake up my father. I got out three paper bags, some fruit, and sandwich meat.
I packed Azelma and Gavroche more, so that we wouldn't have to go to the store for a while more. I got an apple and a water bottle.
I went back to my room to find Azelma dressed, just needing help with her hair.
"See; is it that hard to get up in the morning?" I asked her, putting her hair in a low bun. She nodded and yawned.
"I don't want to run into Montparnasse, he creeps me out." She said after a while. I sighed. Montparnasse was a pervert who worked in my father's gang. He was also in my grade at school.
"Don't worry, he's not a freshman. He's a senior, just like me." I said, hugging her. Soon Gavroche walked into our bedroom and we sat there waiting for the bus.
Since 'Roche was only a sixth grader, he rode a different bus. I grabbed everyone's lunch and schedules, and dispersed them.
"To my little person in the corner, my lovely bit over there, and me." I said to myself, as I heard a loud honk. Someone's bus was here.
I walked outside our apartment, and saw it was a bus with younger children.
"Goodbye Gavroche, see you after school." Azelma called out, as he got on the bus. We didn't really have any parents to embarrass us, so we embarrassed each other.
Soon, our bus came along. Azelma quickly found a seat next to a girl sitting in the back of the bus. I didn't see anywhere open to sit, until I tripped.
Nice going 'Ponine, you know one day you're going to trip into a battlefield. I thought. The bus has taken off, and I had landed in someone's lap.
"I'm so sorry, I'll move." I said, taking off my backpack, and looking for an open seat. The boy who I had landed on moved his backpack.
"Don't worry about it; there are only a few more stops. Everyone else is probably saving seats." He said, taking out his ear-buds.
"Aaron Enjolras, and if I do stand corrected, in this situation I don't see Combeferre, you must be new." He said, holding out his hand. I shook it.
"Eponine Thenardier and you are not correct. My family just moved here from France." I said, pulling out my schedule to examine it fully.
1st Period- AP Calculus AB
2nd Period- Biology
3rd Period- AP French
4th Period- Drama
5th Period- Lunch
6th Period- AP American History
7th Period- P.E
8th Period- Yearbook
I thought it was funny how we wouldn't get our 2nd semester schedules until the day of 2nd semester. I looked at Aaron Enjolras's schedule. We had Calculus, French, Lunch, and American History together. My father thought it was pointless to take A.P classes, since I wouldn't be going to college.
Oh, I'm going to college, one way or another.
SO... This is a shorter chapter, because I feel like it. I'm trying my very hardest to make this a very interesting story by staying true to the book and musical.