Hiya! I hope you enjoy this first chapter. I'd love to hear your feedback on this. Basically it's about Jean Prouvaire's little sister and her experiences before and in the Rebellion.
I was fourteen when I decided I was in love. Yes, it's stupid I know. But what do you expect from a foolish young girl who reads too much? And what happened when those feelings went from one person to another?
You're probably really confused, so I'll start from the start.
My name is Raquella Prouvaire, sister of Jean Prouvaire, born in 1810. I never went to school, but rather was tutored at home to be a 'proper' young lady. It was hell, hours on end of sitting up straight and eating with extremely good table manners. I didn't want to be another girl whom no-one cared about, I wanted to make a change in the world.
Thankfully Jean stayed up with me and taught me everything else I know. After the 1815 revolution, he changed, a lot. He became more approving of the idea of changing our world. He became my role model in life. I wanted to be just like him. Of course our parents hated this. They constantly argued with Jean about his teaching of me. They said he'd corrupted me and that ladies like me shouldn't be exposed to the world of men. My darling brother argued back saying times have to change, and the sooner the better! He was preparing me for life in the future.
He met a boy one day, back when I was fourteen. That boy's name? Enjolras. I remember the very first time I met him. It was cold, the middle of winter. I was sitting on the gate waiting for Jean to get home, as I did every day. I loved sitting on that fence. Anyway, I noticed Jean coming up the road with another boy. I was curious, so I stood and leaned forward to get a better look. When they were almost in front of me Father's dog started barking at me, causing me to lose my balance and slip off the side. The boy caught me. It was the most terrifying moment of my life so far. Looking up at the boy, I thought he was an angel. Deep blue eyes, blonde hair and a gorgeous face.
"You must be careful what you're doing Mademoiselle. It won't do for you to ruin your pretty face." He smiled. He sat me down on the ground gently. Jean gripped my shoulder.
"Enjolras, this is my little sister Raquella. Most call her Rella." He said. I looked down at my feet, I only let him call me Rella.
"It's a pleasure Mademoiselle Rella, I am Enjolras." he nodded his head slightly.
"Excuse me Monsieur, but may I call you Enjy?" I whispered.
"I'm sure that will be fine Rella."
And like that I was in love.
A/N This is the end of the first chapter. Thoughts? Eventually things will be very different, it's not one of the OC's where her entire life revolves around Enjolras. In fact you'll be surprised with what happens in the end. Review? It would be greatly appreciated. And if you'd like to submit a minor character into the story feel free to PM me!
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