Eponine Theardier was a force to be reckoned with. To say she was weak would be a false statement. It would also put you in a grave, or hospital. She was a firey young woman who knew the real world as it is, not as people tell their kids. The real horror of everyday life.

This lead her to want to be more than just another person in the shadows, to be something. She worked her butt off to get where she is now. She left home and her father, mother and the gang, got a job at the Cafe Musain and a bookstore, and was trying to get full custody of her 4 younger siblings.

She had a very small, rundown apartment on the outskirts of Paris and would get up at 6 in the morning to get ready for school which was on the other side of Paris and about an 2 hour to 2 and a half hour ride on the buses and then about a 30 minute walk. Once she got done with her arts and music lectures she would head to her shift from 2 to 6 at the Musain which thankfully was only a 15 minute walk away. After that she headed to her shift at the book store from 7:30 to closing at 10. When she was done with her shift, she headed home and normally got there at around midnight. Most of the time she would get her homework done on either the buses or at the Musain, so she would normally go to bed after she checked to see if she got any news from the lawyer.

During the weekend's she would sometimes go to her lawyer's office to work on getting custody of her siblings or work, mostly work. However on one day when she was working at the Musain she noticed a group of men walk in and by the looks of it there was at least eight to ten guys within the group.

"Eponine, get the people at table six." Musichetta her co-worker called

"On it." She called back as she headed for the table of guys

She went over and got their orders and took them back to the kitchen before she walk over to the counter and just stared at them for a minute with wonder and curiosity

"The Les Amis de l'ABC." She heard a voice behind her

"The what?" She asked turning to face Musichetta

"The Les Amis de l'ABC." She said again

"What about them?" She asked.

"I saw you looking at them and thought I should tell you about them before they get crazy." She said as she tilted her head toward the group.

"ORDER FOR TABLE SIX." One of the chefs yelled from the kitchen. Eponine went over to the kitchen window and started to grab the trays of foods and Musichetta helped. Once they got done giving out the food they went back over to the counter and continued talking.

"So what did you mean when did you said 'before they get crazy'?" Eponine asked curiously

"Well, lets just say they are a crazy group who will do extreme measures to prove something." Musichetta said with a you don't even want to know tone.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, they're a group of friends who basically just discuss what's wrong with the government, sometimes a few go out and get drunk, and all live together," she said but clearly wasn't finished talking," See the one with the curly dark-ish brown hair?"

"Yeah."

"That Feuilly," she said pointing to the young man in the right corner of the booth,"I'm pretty sure he's studying to be a engineer of some sort and see the one with the brown hair and the one with blond hair sitting next to him?"

"Yeah."

"That's Bahorel and Jean Prouvaire or Jehan," she said and once again pointing to the two young men sitting by the edge of the booth,"Bahorel's studying to be a physical therapist and Jeahn's studying as an english major and rightfully so he can write a poem at the drop of a hat and a pretty darn good one too." She said while looking at the two young men,"And see the one with light brown hair and the one with the with the curly dark hair sitting next him?"

"Yeah."

"That's Marius Pontmercy, Cosette's boyfriend, and Grantaire or R," she said pointing to the two men opposite of Bahorel and Jehan,"Marius is studying child psychology and Grantaire studying to be an artist and see the one with mop of brown hair and the one right next to him?"

"Yeah."

"That's Lesgle or Bossuet and Joly," she said pointing to the two men sitting in one of the corners of the booth,"Lesgle isn't really as much of a student as the other's but he has a degree in something but I forget what it is and Joly's studying to be a doctor but he has a tendancy to get worried very easily so yeah and-"

"Wait, aren't you dating that one guy, Bossuet?" Eponine asked certain she's heard Musichetta talking about him.

"It's complicated. I mean, I love the guy and even though he has terrible luck, he just really positive." She said

"Yeah I get it."

"Yeah, where were we? Oh yeah see the three in the middle?"

"Yeah."

"The one to the right is Courfeyrac the one to the left is Combeferre and the one is the middle of them is Enjolras," she said pointing to the three in the middle," Combeferre is studying to be some-sort of artist and Courfeyrac and Enjolras are studying to be lawyers."

"Wow."

"Yeah, oh and if you want to know what they're like well, Feuilly he just whatever, Bahorel will beat anyone one up for you, Jehan is a sweetheart and I'm pretty sure he's gay, Marius well he Marius, Grantaire he likes to get drunk and he's gay, Bossuet has very bad luck and best friends with Joly, Joly is a worried bug, Courfeyrac is a fangirl for something that I haven't figured out yet and I'm pretty sure he's gay as well because of the looks between him and Jehan, Combeferre is like the big brother of everyone and is one of Enjolras's best friend's along with Courfeyrac, and Enjolras is like marble and shows no emotion and is a workaholic and loves nothing more than his country which would explain why he's the leader of the group." She finished with a smile.

"How do you know all of these people?" Eponine asked as to how she knows all of these people.

"Oh, Bossuet introduced me to some of them but Joly did the rest." She said with a smile as soon as she mention Joly and Eponine picked up on this.

"So what's with you a Joly?" She asked knowing that there had to be some kind of connection as to why her friend lit up the second someone mentioned him.

"N-nothing." She responded shyly

"Oh, come on Chetta there has to be something going on between you and him, I can just tell by the way you talk about him." She said trying to get the truth to come out.

"It's complicated," she sighed and continued on,"I like him but I also like Bossuet. Please don't say anything about this to anyone?" She asked

"My lips are seal." Eponine said with a smile the seemed to spread across her two girls talked in between taking orders and ringing people up. They talked until Eponine had to leave for her other job. The two girls said their goodbye's then Musichetta went up to the Les Amis to give them their bill that Eponine had forgot to do.

"Here you go boys." She said as she laid the bill on the table.

"Hey Chetta who's your friend?" Combeferre asked

"That was Eponine my Co-worker." She said

"Eponine, Combeferre why does that name sound familiar?" Grantaire asked his friend

"Probably because she's in the same art class as us." He said with a tone of sass in his voice

"She is?" Grantaire asked

"YES, she sits at the table next to you!" Combeferre replied annoyed at his friend

"I thought that was Amanda." Grantaire replied confused as ever

"No, Amanda's not in the class." Combeferre said trying his best not to lose it.

"Who are we talking about again?" Grantaire asked obviously drunk

"Ughhhh" Combeferre said before hitting his head on the table

That night as Eponine lay in her bed she thought of the Les Amis and how Musichetta explained them, she only hoped that she could meet them for real and actually talk to them. That was her last thought before falling asleep.


A/N: So this is chapter 1 of me re-writing the story. Not much is different, although more is changed in this chapter and in the next so, happy ready. Enjoy :)