A/N: So this is a four part fic that I am writing for the lovely samthenardier on tumblr for her birthday (which is on the 24th) I will update a chapter a day! I hope you like it :)

Eponine woke up to the lack of Enjolras next to her. She looked over at the clock and groaned, it read 11:30. She got up and walked out of the bedroom, running fingers through her messy waves, to the living room, where she found Enjolras typing away furiously at his laptop. She smiled and placed a kiss on his cheek, "Good morning!" He turned as she sat down next to him, giving her a quick kiss before standing up.

"I planned out the day for us, sort of a date day, you can say," Enjolras said. Eponine stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"That sounds great, let me just change out of my pajamas," she smiled, kissing the tip of his nose before sauntering off to the bedroom to change. Moments later the pair set off to their first destination.

"What are we doing today Enj?" Eponine asked, staring outside of the passenger window at the blurs of green from trees rolling by. He glanced at her and smiled, "That is a surprise." She rolled her eyes and a small smile graced her lips. Looking out of the window again, she saw the familiar sight of the park coming into view. Enjolras parked the car at the entrance of the park and the two got out of the car. When they walked into the park Enjolras stopped Eponine.

"Wait, close your eyes."

"Enj, why-"

"Just close your eyes please!"

Eponine closed her eyes and Enjolras took her hand, leading her to a grassy area next to the sculpted fountain in the middle of the park. "Okay, you can open your eyes now." She opened her eyes and gasped, in front of her was a picnic all laid out for them. She smiled, "Enjolras, this is really great. Thank you."

"Oh, this is just the tip of the iceberg," Enjolras replied with a playful glint in his eyes. They sat down on the checkered blanket and Enjolras took out the food, revealing all of their favorite foods. Knowing Eponine and her enormous sweet tooth, Enjolras packed an assortment of her favorite desserts. They ate in a comfortable silence; Eponine nestled into Enjolras' side, both of them staring at the fountain and the water continuously flowing through it.

Enjolras looked down at Eponine and grinned, "Do you remember the first time we met?" Recalling the memory, she laughed, "Oh, yeah. That was here wasn't it? I remember I was not having a good day."

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Eponine groaned, "You have got to be kidding me." That day, everything seemed to be going wrong. Her professor gave her a bad grade on her paper because he didn't agree with her view on things, Montparnasse started bothering Azelma again, and on top of everything she just really wanted a cookie. Letting out a frustrated sigh, Eponine put on a t-shirt and some shorts and tied the laces of her running shoes. Running always made her feel better, perhaps by letting off some of the steam that way built up inside of her. She started playing her Broadway playlist on her iPod and put in her ear buds. Her feet striked against the pavement in long, even strides as No One Mourns the Wicked blasted in her ears. She ran her usual route, cutting through and circling around the park that was near her apartment. Just as one of her favorite songs, One Song Glory, was about to play something crashed into her, sending her into the water of a sculpted fountain nearby.

"What the fuck, man!" Eponine screamed, checking to make sure her crappy iPod was not damaged.

"Oh God, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there," a voice replied. She looked up to see who it was that so rudely knocked her into the fountain, and saw a man with a mess of golden curls and clear, blue eyes holding out a hand to help her up. She had to admit, he was rather attractive. She ignored his outstretched hand and pulled herself out of the fountain, wringing water out of her clothes and hair.

"Ugh, this is just the cherry on top of a terrible day," she muttered, turning away from the blonde man. She started to walk away when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder.

"Look, I'm really sorry. I guess I was too wrapped up in my thoughts and didn't see you there. Here, let me drive you home, you might want to change out of your wet clothes. I know it isn't pleasant to walk soaking wet."

'I give up,' Eponine thought to herself. "Okay, sure. Whatever," she replied. He led her to his car, a sleek, red eco car. He opened the door for her and then proceeded to get in the driver's seat. She gave him instructions on how to get to her apartment complex.

"Thanks for the ride, even though you pushed me into the fountain," Eponine said as they pulled into the front of her building.

"No problem," he replied, "My name is Enjolras by the way."

"Eponine,"