A/N: Hi again! Well, it looks like it's time for a parody. An Amis parody! A "Sisterhood of the traveling Pants" parody! TWO parodies rolled into ONE! Yay! Ok, seriously. If I don't get 5 reviews for this chapter then I'm not going to publish chapter two, since no reviews makes me sad inside. Now, ON WITH THE STORY!!!

It was a warm, breezy March afternoon in Paris. But as usual, the Amis wre sitting inside their stuffy little cafe, planning the revolution.

Enjolras was standing on a table, speaking passionately about the poor and how they must be helped while Joly listened, sniffling because of his cold. Jehan was deep into a poem about some bimbo and not paying attention to Combeferre, who was trying to talk to him about the assignment they had that was due TOMORROW which none of the Amis had started. Bahorel was destroying someone else's property for no apparent reason, as usual. Bossuet was watching Bahorel rip apart his books for no apparent reason. Feuilly was daydreaming about Poland, and Courfeyrac was flirting with the same bimbo that Jehan was writing poetry about. There, now you know what goes on at these oh-so-imprtant meetings.

Suddenly, Grantaire burst in happily, screaming, "SPRING BREAK!!!" Of course, no one really paid any attention until Grantaire ran into a wall and emerged unfazed. Feuilly called Guiness World Records.

Enjolras glared angrily at Winecask. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" He growled.

Grantaire smiled in a way that reminded Enjolras of a drunken horse. "It's something called Spring Break where we actually get time OFF from SCHOOL!!!11!! LOL"

"OMG u r the best G man" said Joly.

"yeh u rox my sox" said Bahorel.

"Why are we talking like this?" asked Jehan.

As no one had a good answer, the Amis shrugged and continued in a non-IM fashion.

Anyway, so Grantaire's announcement made the Amis all cheer really loudly. (You know, like they do at the end of "Do You Hear The People Sing".) Enjolras had to admit, he was a little excited too. We can plan the Revolution every day instead of having to go to school! He thought happily. But unfortunately, his noble dream was soon ground mercilessly into the dust as he listened to his friends talk about what they hoped to do for Spring Break.

"I deed sobe tibe id a dice warb place to helb by cold."

"I wanna take a creative writing course!"

"I think I have enough money saved up to visit America!"

Enjolras sighed. It was going to be a very long day, thanks to Grantaire.

As usual.

Will Enjolras get to plan the revolution? Will the Amis all go where they're hoping to go for Spring Break? Will they start talking in IM-speak again? (Oh, the horror!)

Find out... The next time I update!