Eponine Thernadier walked into her European History class, her first class as a sophomore at Mohandas Gandhi High School (MGHS), walked straight to the back of the classroom and slumped into a seat, dropping her messenger bag on the floor by her side. She was less than excited to be starting another year of high school. Last year, to put it mildly, had sucked, and she could see no way that this year could be anything resembling an improvement.
A steady parade of students was walking into the classroom, all of them squealing and hugging each other. No one noticed her, of course. Then, the entire room went quiet, and the MGHS royalty walked in. In the lead of course, was the essence of all that is evil, Cosette Fauchelevant, came strutting into class, her boyfriend Marius Potmercy's arm around her waist. The sight of her made Eponine's blood boil. Cosette was the sort of girl who pretended to be sweet and innocent in front of teachers, but to other girls, she was malicious. Regina George herself would have trembled at the sight of her. Her long, shiny, golden blond hair hung flawlessly down her back, her makeup perfect, her teeth straight and even. What really made Eponine mad, though, was the fact that gorgeous, smart, funny, sexy, perfect Marius Potmercy could never take his eyes off of her. They had been dating since freshman orientation, when their eyes had met across the room, and they had instantly fallen madly in love. It wasn't fair. She had liked, ok, obsessed over, Marius since the seventh grade, but after four years of doing his homework for him, he had never even looked up, except to say thanks for the assignment.
Of course, Marius and Cosette were surrounded by a horde of jocks. Jason Enjolras, Gus Grantaire, Stephan Courfeyrac, the whole lot of them. Eponine hated them. They were loud, obnoxious, and thought that just because they were amazing at football, they were somehow above everyone else.
The bell rang. A teacher, who looked to be in his late fifties, maybe early sixties, walked to the front of the room. He introduced himself as Mr. Javert, took role, and then began to drone about the French Revolution. Eponine pulled out her notebook and began to diligently take notes. Slowly though, she tuned out Mr. Javert, and dreamed of a day when Marius would notice her.