Chapter One
Enjolras lounged with his friends in the ABC Café after a long meeting discussing plans for the revolution. After ending a conversation with Combeferre, Enjolras picked up a book and secluded himself at a table in the corner of the room. He needed some time to clear his mind and reading was the best way to do it. Suddenly, he saw something appear in the distance, and he glanced up. At the top of the stairs stood Eponine Thenardier. Her deep brown eyes scanned across the room, and a sad look crossed her face.
Looking for Marius, no doubt, Enjolras thought. He snapped his book shut, placed it to the side, and stood. Quickly, he strode over to where Eponine was standing.
"Mademoiselle," he said, getting Eponine's attention.
"Enjolras, have you-"
"Seen Monsieur Pontmercy?" Enjolras interrupted, finishing Eponine's sentence. Her cheeks blushed and she nodded. "He left early. He's probably back at home by now."
"Thank you, Monsieur," she responded and turned to go back downstairs.
Enjolras followed her, keeping his pace one step behind. When they reached the bottom level, where it was more secluded, Enjolras reached out and grabbed Eponine's shoulder. She spun to face him.
"Eponine, why are you still chasing after that idiot? Please tell me what you see in him to allow your heart to be broken so many times?" he asked, barely above a whisper.
"He's not an idiot, and honestly I don't know. But, that's not why I'm looking for him. He asked a favor of me."
Enjolras looked down at her curiously, wanted to know what Marius could possibly be asking Eponine to do for him. She sighed before continuing.
"He asked me to find this girl. Someone he met in the market," she said bitterly.
"Oh." Enjolras wasn't sure how to respond so he just offered her a reassuring smile. "Would you like me to see you there safely?" he asked.
"That's alright, Monsieur. I can take care of myself," she said before turning to leave.
Enjolras watched sorrowfully as his dear friend walked out of the front door of the ABC.