Hey guys! So I've had this idea for a while now and I finally was able to get the right basic story line out of my brain. I cant promise constant updates but I do promise that I will finish this story and if I don't its because I am going to be doing a lot of extra odd jobs and classes for the next few months and will have had to step back. But what do you want to know of my life? On to the story!

Disclaimer: If I owned Les Mis I'd be WAY older and not a girl

Uptown Jean Valjean was getting ready for a ballroom exhibition for his dance academy, his daughter Cosette was sick so he would be attending alone. He had on one of his best suits and patent leather shoes.

Cosette walked into the room and saw her father ready to leave, "I'm almost relieved that I got sick" She said, Valjean turned to look at his daughter, smiling sadly.

"And why would that be, mon petit?" He asked, he knew her daughter liked dancing, but lately she has not had the same enthusiasm as she used to. "No reason, just a lot of pressure on me lately, school and stuff, don't worry, Dad" Cosette said reassuringly, Valjean nodded and then grabbed his car keys.

"I'm leaving now, I'll be back around midnight, try and rest" he told her.

"I will, Dad" Cosette replied, closing her eyes as Valjean kissed her on the forehead and left their large apartment.

On the other side of town, Eponine Thenardier was getting ready for her school dance, a rare thing for her to attend, especially since what has come to be known as the Incident. She got on a pair of black skinny jeans and a blue tank top, she used what little make-up she had and covered up the bruise on her cheek from where her father had slapped her the night before.

"Eponine, get out of the bathroom you slut!" She heard her father call from behind the bathroom door. He was already drunk, but not enough to bother with what Eponine was doing. She walked out of the bathroom, her dad going in to puke into the toilet.

Once Eponine reached her "bed", which was really the pull out couch, she saw her mother with her younger siblings, who unlike her husband actually cared for her children. "Are you sure you don't want me to watch them?" Eponine asked, hoping with every fiber of her being Mrs. Thenardier would say yes.

"Yeah Eponine, you've been denying yourself fun ever since…" Mrs. Thenardier faded off, "Just have a good time"

Eponine nodded and left putting on her black jacket to keep out the cold air. She walked to a much better part of town compared to where she lived to get to her high school, and to the school gym, where she saw the principal, Miss James, taking the tickets, the music being heard from outside the gym. As she got in line she saw her one of her best friends, Eddie Courfeyrac, in line as well.

Eddie saw her and pulled her forward in line, "Ep! Thought you weren't coming to this one?"

"Yeah neither did I," Eponine said, "I didn't want to come, umm, 'Zel would have loved this"

The mention of her sister made Eponine slightly more quiet, but Eddie would have none of it, "Come on, you're free for the night let's just go inside and have some fun"

"Yah okay" Eponine sighed and gave the ticket to Mr. Javert, the meanest teacher in the school, who didn't think any of the students deserve any joy at all unless they were honor students. "No drinking, no in and out privileges, and if catch any of you or your little group ruining anything you will all have detention until you graduate"

After that they were ushered in and Courfeyrac pulled her to where he saw their group of friends, some were dancing, like Jehan, Marius, Joly, and Bossuet, the last two both dancing with their girlfriend Musichetta, the others like Grantaire and Bahorel were not-so-sneakily drinking from a flask that Grant had hid in his jacket, and Combeferre was discussing something with the boy who Eponine addressed as her "mortal enemy", Gabriel Enjolras.

There was once a time when the two were good friends and the members of their little group could have sworn up and down that they would have gotten together. But after the Incident they were barely able to say two words to each other before one left the room or started a battle of words. The current champion of those was Eponine, who had managed to use a secret she had found out "accidently", which really means she had bribed his younger brother to tell her, against him.

Enjolras looked up and his eyes met Eponine's, who glared at him before going to the dance floor and getting lost in the music. She had often been told she was a wonderful dancer and its was times like this where she wished she could do it more often, but with her life she knew it wasn't possible. So for now Eponine took what she could get and just let herself rock to the beat of the music.

So what do you think? Great? Good? Bad? Any reviews always welcome.