::Marius::
The blood red sun was just setting when Marius stepped out of the ABC Café. He closed the creaky door behind him and set out down the street. As he was walking he glanced quickly at the spot where he had given his speech earlier and scanned the grounds in search of...her.
That woman he had seen while making his speech. He knew he wouldn't find her out anymore; she had gone home with her father much earlier, but Marius still looked hopefully around, just in case.
Besides making him smile, she had also made him extremely late. He returned back at the café very late indeed, and all the students had been very keen on hearing his excuse, especially Grantaire, but after he had told them, they had all made fun of him, especially Grantaire. The whole meeting Marius's mind had been elsewhere instead of in the café. He was not listening to Enjorlas talk about the upcoming fight with the French Soldiers, and what colors were used to show unity between the other rebels, but instead he had been thinking of her. His Ursula.Marius ran down the way he had seen her carriage take her and finally met up with a large, wooden door. He raised his hand to knock, but brought it quickly back down to his side.
Cursing himself softly he brought his hand up for another attempt, but failed yet again. He shook his head and started to run in the other direction, away from her, and his chance to be with her again.
"What am I doing?" Marius whispered under his breath. He kept fighting the impulse to turn around and run back, but he forced himself to keep running away.
a/n: the next chapter is Cosette's version of what happened that day, AND a continuation of this chapter so switch chapter quickly! PLEASE R/R!!!!