Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THIS SHAT 8D Except my character DURP.
Chapter 1
May of 1831
I wonder if the streets have always been this dirty. Not from all the dirt and body fluids all over the place, but from all the crime, hate and mistreatment. Well… I don't know if the whore's care too much as long as there's money for another day of survival.
My mother doesn't seem to be handling this well at all. You see…we're newly homeless. My father has left to someplace unknown and every cent to our name in his pocket. My elder brother had recently run out of the country with a wealthy Asian merchant's daughter. Most likely to never return…
As my mother sits, rocking back and forth with a blanket covering her shivering body, I'm left alone to my thoughts. At least the weather was okay though, blue sky and a slight breeze, the flowers began to bloom again around the rich aristocrats homes.
I stood up to look around, I told my mother I'd be back, but I don't think she heard me…I began to walk around the streets and eventually to a large area. I suddenly looked to my left to notice a huge white (probably made of wood) elephant. It looked to be rotting too. All of a sudden a little boy crawls up and out from the head. I didn't notice til he slid down in front of me.. "Dear God!" I shriek as I receive weight in my arms.
"What the 'ell!?" He squeaks as I fall back, his back falls to my chest. He jumped off quickly and turns around to face me "What's the big idea la'y(1)?" Sitting up not know what to say, I pipe in. "I was just looking around when you slid straight into me." Both of us stare at each other for a few seconds before he offers me his tiny hand. I probably weigh 3 times his weight, but I take it; not applying all my weight. Before I can't retreat it, he shakes my hand and smiles "Name's Gavroche." Smiling back and shaking "I'm Allison. Comment faites-vous Monsieur Gavroche?(2) "
(1)Pronounced: lay –ee
(2)How do you do Mister…
Well I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship :3