My only friend chapter 01
Authors notes: I'm not going to say to much, onto that the pairings are Montponine and Enjonine.
Disclaimer: I do not own les Miserables or any fictional characters I mention.
Note: all chapters will be in Eponine's POV unless stated otherwise,
My only friend:
I came to school in my jeans and black t-shirt, that belonged to Montparnasse. I hate school. And this new school was going to be horrible, I know it. I walked into the school doors on my first days as a senior.
I was so engrossed in self-loathing that I bumped into someone. I frowned slightly and muttered out an apology, until I saw his face. "Damn. Damn, damn you Ep." It was the marble man. The king of the school.
"Holy crap I'm so sorry monsieur! I did not see you there monsieur!" I muttered out. Then I mentally kicked myself.
I randomly awkwardly burst out laughing in a loud, awkward laugh. He gave me a funny look.
"What's so funny, mademoiselle?"
"Nothing. Just the fact that I'm so worried over an equal." I burst out.
"Equal?" This man was getting on my nerves.
"Yep. Just like my brother used to say, everyone's equal when their dead." On dead I spat in his face and walked off.
"Bitch. I know that boy." I stopped in my tracks.
"You know my brother?" I gave him a look that suggested he choose his words carefully.
"Gavroche? Yes. He comes to Musain with me and my friends after school." I was steaming. "It's my friends and I, geez, how did you make it past last year?" I could see he was angry.
"First my name was Monsieur, know its equal. You know what, I'm not an equal with the princess of the slums." he whispered in my ear.
"I like the way you talk. Joins us for lunch?" I was befuddled. I couldn't believe he invited me for lunch after our conversation. He just winked at me and left.
"Sure, marble man!" I yelled after. I didn't even know his name.
I shimmied of to math class. I thought it was going to hard or actual work but all that happened was Mr. Javert was talking about rules and regulations and it was so boring. I doodled on my note book and he didn't even notice. Then I received a text.
hello. -marble man
How the fucking hell did you get my email?- Princess of the slums
you wrote it on the back of your hand- double m.
Fuck. Remind me to erase it. - Pots.
What is your name? - Double M.
Thats something you should've asked on the hallway.- Éponine.
Ah, Eponine. Nice name. -Enjolras.
Right Mack at you, Enjy. -Eponine
No. Do not call me Enjy. You call me 'Jolras, or Enj. -Enj.
Fine, Enj. But whats my nickname?- Eponine,
'Ponine- Enj.
NO. NO ONLY MY BOYFRIEND CALLS ME THAT!- very angry
Sorry, Ep.- Enj.
S'kay. - Ep.
So who's your boyfriend?- Very nosy
A guy in Paris. Long-distance relationship. -depressed.
oh. -Enjolras.
So, your joining us for lunch, right? -Enjolras
us?- Eponine
Ya. I have 9 friends, 10 including me. -Enjolras.
what?! I can't, I can't, what I can't.-Eponine
come on. -Enj.
Fine. Tell me I'm not the only girl,- eEp
Um, we'll your not. Unless you want Musichetta and Cosette to come...-Enjolras.
PLEASE FONT MAKE COSETTE COME- DESPERATE MAN
Sure ok!-Ep.
Then the bell rang. i followed Enjolras to the cafeteria. I saw him heading fr a tab,e of about 13 people.
"Fuck you!" I said,
"I don't know those four extra people, sorry."
I sat next to Enjolras and some man chugging alcohol.
The whole table was staring at me.