Ok so this is my fist fanfiction. I'm super EXCITIED for it because I have a lot planned for the future. I will be trying to update frequently. Probably every few days. i really hope you enjoy it!

He opened the door to his blue thunderbird convertible and hopped out of his car, shutting the door. He entered the coffee shop called panacea and went up to the barista. "I will have a medium coffee, black and a chocolate chip muffin" he said. "As always" the girl said back. He had been there so many times they already knew his order. She gave him his order and he payed.

He went to go sit down and pulled out a book that he has been reading for awhile, called The Republic. It was an old philosophy book by Plato. Enjolras loved reading about philosophy. It taught him so much that he yearned to know. He opened the book to his marked page and began reading. Minutes passed and he escaped to a world of philosophy. He was soon taken out of it by the ringing of the door, signaling that someone was entering the coffee house. He looked up and saw a girl, around 17 or 18, come in and go place her order.

She had dark hair, the top of it pulled back, and curls in her hair cascaded down her back. She was wearing a black leather jacket amd a coral scarf. Her jeans were red amd ripped. Her black combat boots had a tribal print design on the inside.

"Hello Eponine" ,the girl at the counter said

"Hey Azelma" the girl said back.

"Large Mango smoothie, whipped cream, and a jumbo chocolate chip macademian nut cookie?"

"Yup!" Eponine said, "how is mom and gav"

"Pretty good, why do you ask?"

Enjolras listened in and noted that they were probably sisters.

"I haven't seen them in like 3 months"

"You should come visit"

"No thanks, I like seeing Gav but mom is too overbearing. Plus I have way too much work."

"Your not even going to college. I thought you took the year off"

"Yea I am. I am working as an intern down at the OAPC"

"Oh what are you being mentored in"

"anesthesiology"

"Oh cool, that's lie putting people to sleep during surgery right"

She nodded and grabbed her food and went to go sit down. She grabbed her laptop out of its sleeve and pulled open the top. Enjolras could not see what she was doing but he could hear there quickly typing away. He soon realized that he was staring and got back to his book. He read a whole paragraph and realized he has not even comprehended anything he has just read. She kept getting on his mind. There was just something about her that was different. He had never talked to her. He had only seen her a few times here. He just could not put a finger on it.

He thought about her all night. He thought he was going crazy. He did not even know why. Only time would tell.

Éponine's POV:

I walked to the coffee house the next morning and suddenly froze. He was there. It was him. Marius Pontemercy was sitting at a table drinking a smoothie and eating a sandwich. I had been in love with him since the 7th grade. He had never even noticed it though. We were only friends. Well, best friends, but nothing more. I went to go sit down next to him and he smiled at me. My heart fluttered.

"How have you been" Marius said

"Pretty good. I have a lot more work from Dr. Gill down at the OAPC. She has assigned me with a project."

"That's great"

The bell on the door rang and someone walked in. Marius looked over and I saw him making google eyes at something or someone. I looked over and saw a girl with long blonde locks of hair with soft ringlets at the end. She wore a pair of sunglasses and a blouse and capris. She had on a pair of black heels. They weren't that cute. They were more minimal than fashionable.

"Ep, do you know who that is" he said without taking his eyes off her

"No" I said. But I knew exactly who that was

"She is beautiful"

I that moment, my heart fell into my stomach. I knew this look. He was in love. I knew eventually it would happen but I thought those looks would be towards me not some bitch in heels. Well, actually that's not fair. I barely knew her. Actually I know her well. I used to at least. We went to grade school together. I never really liked her though. So yea, I guess I could call her that but back in 6th grade I was more of the bitch. I was kind of what you would say, mean. I'm pretty sure I was the reason she left our school. But hey could you blame me. She got on my last nerve.

"I have to go" I said quickly before getting up and walking out.