This is my first time writing something like this so, please bare with me! And review! (:

The night had fallen not long ago and Éponine made her way to Café Musain in the hope of seeing Marius sitting there with all of the other Amis, like he always did. Marius wasn't like the other bourgeois boys. He was kind and didn't judge her for being poor. He would even call her 'friend' and that meant a lot but not enough to Éponine. She had completely fallen for him and his caring ways but he was oblivious to this fact. And why would he notice - Éponine thought, going up the stairs of the café – I'm absolutely nothing special. And he's, well, him.

As she expected, he was there, sitting at a table surrounded by his friends. Grantaire, being his loud self, yelled as soon as he saw her "'Ponine! We were starting to think you wouldn't make it tonight!". Marius lifted his head from his book and smiled at her, motioning her to come closer and sit on the chair between him and Joly, who kindly greeted her.

As soon as she sat down, Marius went on talking about how his grandfather thought he was a disgrace to the whole family while Grantaire laughed like it was the most hilarious thing he had ever heard. This made Éponine happy. These little moments in the company of these young men, especially Marius', made her forget the sad story that was her life and she could allow herself to let go of her worries for a bit. Lost in thought, Éponine suddenly noticed it had become silence and a single voice started speaking. It was Enjolras, the passionate revolutionary leader. Every time he spoke, she couldn't help but stare, holding on to every word that came out of his mouth and when by chance he looked at her, she would look away as if embarrassed for being caught gawking at him. She had never spoken to him, she felt too intimidated to do it, like most people.

Once the reunion was over, Éponine knew it was time to return to the street. The night wasn't as cold as usual, or maybe she was just used to the cold by now. Reaching a dead end alley, Éponine sat down and hoped for a night of sleep without disturbs.


In the morning, getting to a crowed street, Éponine found Marius standing in the middle of it, looking stunned by something. She walked towards him and followed his gaze. He was staring at a beautiful blonde bourgeois girl, across the street in the arm of a well-dressed man. Éponine recognized her almost immediately. It was the little girl that used to live with her family in the inn, when she was a kid. Cosette? Éponine was amazed Life has been good to her she thought. "Who is she?" Marius asked, not louder than a whisper "I need to find her...". Éponine made no sound, she was afraid tears would start rolling down her face if she did. He's in love with her. Looking down, she felt him grab her arm "Éponine, I need your help! Find her for me. Will you help me?" he pleaded. Éponine forced a smile and nodded "Of course, monsieur." and he almost jumped with happiness, completely unaware of how he had just crushed her whole world. He then left, telling her to meet him at the café that night.

As she was asked, Éponine, knowing the city like the back of her hand, found out where Cosette lived. Many times she wondered Should I tell him I've found her?, she knew it meant losing him forever He deserves to be happy, she told herself, deciding to go to the café right then.

Going up the stairs she could hear the boys talking about Marius' new love. Great. All the boys were sitting around Marius, listening to his story and not noticing her at all. All but one, Enjolras she thought, searching the room for the blonde boy. She was surprised to find him already staring at her, across the room. Their gaze locked for a split second and Éponine could swear his blue eyes were filled with sympathy or concern, even. She quickly looked away He must hate me for disturbing his reunions. She cleared her throat, making Marius run to her "Did you do it?" he asked, full of hope. She simply nodded and before she knew it, he was pulling her down the stairs. Maybe it was her imagination, but it looked like Enjolras was disapprovingly shaking his head.

This is just the introduction, review and let me know what you thought of it!