It was mid September and the warmth of summer still floated through the subtle breeze in the blue evening. It was the first dance of the year. The chance to meet the freshman, all the young students who were starting at Cambridge University. Marius studied Sciences with his friend Enjolras. His friend Eponine studied History.
Marius and Eponine walked upon the bridge that night. Neither had a date so they had enjoyed each other's company throughout many dances much to Eponines delight. She was irrevocably, unconditionally in love with Marius and had been in love with him since the first day they met. The too were inseparable, but to Eponines dismay, he loved her as a friend only. Eponine couldn't tell him how she felt either. It could so easily break their friendship down. No, her love would remain unrequited.
He wrapped a strong arm around her. "Are you cold?" He asked.
"No, are you?" She replied, enjoying his touch.
"You were shaking." He said.
"I'm tired. I had a lot of work this week." She sighed. "we can't all be from rich families, you know?" She laughed a little and so did he.
"Eponine! I'm not rich." He argued.
"You're modest. You still pretending to be poor? Come on, I know your Grandpa's rich!" She teased. "But I like the way you talk."
"I like the way you always tease." They sung merrily.
Then she groaned, "I left my jacket by the lunch table."
"I'll get it for you. Wait right here." Marius instructed her, then disappeared to fetch her jacket.
"He is such a gentleman. So kind and honest. He's the only one for me But little he knows,
Little he sees." She sang to herself this time, and awaited his return
