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I ran a hand through my golden locks as I fiddled with my pen. I was supposed to meet General Lamarque in two hours, he said he had to introduce me to someone and I was stressing over who that someone might be.
"Enjolras? ENJOLRAS? ENJY?" Grantaire's voice got louder until it was a full on shout in my ear.
"What?" I snapped at the drunk, black haired man, sitting in front of me.
"Why are you so stressed? It's only Lamarque" Grantaire questioned. I looked over at him with tired eyes.
"He said I have to meet someone else too!" I said, standing up and picking up my two books and my handful of flyers, tucking them in the crook of my arm.
"So?" The drunk questioned. I turned and looked up from my now cleared desk to look at him.
"So? So?! For all I know it could be bloody King Louis-Philippe!" My voice raised slightly. Grantaire looked shocked but not too shocked, more concerned. I sighed and looked over at the clock. Merde, my face paled slightly.
"Oh god. I have an hour and a half to get to Lamarque's! Bye Grantaire!" I called as I raced out of the door. I was returned with a sloppy farewell as I rushed down the street.
Lamarque's house was on the other side of Paris and I had to get there in an hour and a half. I would never make it! I clicked my tongue in despair as I ran down the concrete road. I was knocked off my feet someone heading in the same direction. I caught them by the waist in An attempt to stop falling but has no luck. We both fell on the floor, their body underneath mine, my hands still slightly hovering on their waist.
"Argh. Watch where you are going Monsieur!" A feminine voice growled. I looked up to meet a pair of brown eyes. They stared at me for a bit, filled with mixed emotions. anger, awe, fear and surprise, a strange combination.
"Well mademoiselle. I could say the same to you!" I retorted. She scoffed and rolled her eyes "you are being quite rude, it was just an accident" I said, raising my eyebrow slightly. She sighed. With that she realised our awkward position an she sat up, brushing her hands in her skirt, clearing her throat.
"I know. Pardon, Monsieur. I-I am just very stressed, I have a very important meeting and I cannot afford to be late!" She apologised.
"It's quite alright mademoiselle. I understand" I smiled slightly, more like a tight smile than a genuine one. She gave me a small smile before her eyes widened and she looked around.
"Merde! Merde merde merde" she repeated under her breath. She frantically looked around. She raked a hand through her loose brown curls before slightly stomping on the spot, jumping up and down in anger, groaning slightly in the meantime.
"What's wrong mademoiselle?" I asked curiously. She shook her head
"It's nothing Monsieur" she replied politely, still frantically searching the ground. I raised an eyebrow. It clearly was not nothing. She caught my expression and huffed in annoyance.
"Monsieur it is none of your business. Could you please leave me alone?" She asked, still being polite but her voice strained slightly. I didn't take the hint that she wanted me to leave and still stood there, a questioning look on my face.
"Look Monsieur. I don't know If you spend your day, bumping into random people on the streets but, It is none of your business. If I required help, I would have asked but I am completely fine so could you please stop poking your nose in other people's business and just keep quiet." She snapped hastily. My eyes just widened slightly.
"Well mademoiselle, pardon me for caring" I snarled before standing up, turning on my heel and walking off, leaving her on the floor, alone. She called after me.
"Well some gentlemen you are! Not even helping me off the ground" I stopped in my tracks and clenched my fists. I turned around slowly and walked with my head down to find...she had gone. My eyebrows furrowed and I looked around, she was no where to be found. I groaned loudly in frustration, before picking up my forgotten books and stomping my way to Lamarque's house. Honestly, that girl.
When I got there I had made it just in the nick of time.
"Ah Enjolras! My boy!" Lamarque exclaimed, shaking my hand. He was like a second father to me, he was a close family friend and took care of me while my own father had an affair behind my mother's back. I remember how bad it broke her heart when his other beloved confessed to her on my father's funeral.
"I have been waiting for just one more person. I need to introduce you to them. You will love them!" General Lamarque encouraged. I nodded and smiled slightly. I had been listening but I couldn't help thinking about that girl I had bumped into. Her waist was so small yet she was not poorly fed. My thoughts drifted to her but were immediately interrupted when someone knocked softly on the door. Lamarque went to see who it was while I stood at the window, my back facing the door. In a way, I wanted it to be a surprise. I heard a similar tapping of heels that i had heared this morning...
No.
No.
Oh sweet god, no.
"You?!" I heard that voice again. I huffed and turned around to face the brown eyes girl. Let the games begin.
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