Hola, my name's Emily. I'm going to write a story for y'all. I'm a deep shipper of Enjolras and Eponine, but I couldn't resist. The OC was nagging in the back of my head.

I only own Cree, my friend owns her friend.

I breathed in the sea air. Soon I'd be in Paris, France, and my traveling would be over. All thanks to my mother. She didn't believe in women traveling across the world and exploring places. She believed in marriage and being proper, all things I despised. I couldn't stand dresses that only made me clumsier, or dancing, and I couldn't be graceful for the life of me. Oh well, doesn't matter now. The one thing that did matter was where I'd be staying and who I'd be meeting.

My parents had agreed that it was time for me to stop acting like a child and grow up. I protested that I wasn't childish and that I was learning while I was on my adventures. They disagreed. So, to fix the childishness problem, they had arranged a marriage for me. I was terrified. What if the man's rude and caring, or abusive, or worse? My mind wouldn't quite, instead it panicked. I didn't want to be married, not this soon at least, and not to a stranger. This is why I was sent to France. Apparently that's where the family lived.

We soon docked in France. I wanted to run and hide; instead I got up, gathered my things, and walked down the plank to the land. The first land I had been on in weeks, months maybe. I wasn't sure who'd be there to get me, or where I'd stay. Surely my parents had sent a letter to the family, I hoped. I wasn't sure; I'd ripped up the only letter they sent me. I looked around the place, not that I'd recognize anybody but it couldn't hurt.

I leaned against a railing and prayed that somebody would find me and take me in. It was starting to get dark and I was hungry.

"Cree? Cree Williams?" I heard a woman shout out. My prays had been answered.

"Over here!" I shouted back.

"Oh! There you are." She came towards me. She looked about my age, 19 or so, with black hair and brown eyes that had flecks of gold in them. I followed her home.

I know it's not very long but it's more of an introduction to Cree and why she's in France. Don't worry, it'll get better.

Reviews would be great, but no flames, please. They hurt my feelings D: