I hope you all like this next chapter
After they entered the school Azelma saw some of her friends and quickly slipped away, leaving Eponine alone with Cosette. It was obvious to her that Cosette was completely lost so Eponine helped her figure out her locker combination, her schedule and even given her tips for getting around the school. She saw that they only had one class with her, English, but so far she thought Cosette was pleasant and liked her, though she was by far the opposite of Eponine. Cosette was very sweet and proper, she obviously had money as her clothes were stylish, preppy and brand name and she was completely shy, a far cry from Eponine. She was a little more outgoing and had a sarcastic side to her, she also was on the poorer side, all of her clothes were second-handed and from re-sale shops, but after some time Eponine had a knack for finding nice things there, she had her own way of pulling them off, kind of an edgy way. Even though Eponine's stomach knotted a bit when she thought about her and Cosette's past, Cosette didn't seem to have any recollection, or if she did she never showed it, and Eponine decided to force the feeling down, being nice to Cosette was a sort of penance in Eponine's mind.
After she had helped Cosette get started she bid her goodbye and entered her first class, French with Mr. Hugo. Eponine wasn't a bad student but she found that she couldn't pay attention, they were going over the vocabulary from the day before and she had already had it down, French was one subject that Eponine felt comfortable in so she didn't worry too much as her mind kept leaving the room. The same feeling was mutual as she kept going through her day, in History she was looking out the window letting her thoughts fly away when all of a sudden she noticed Mr. Javert, the vice-principal, chase down a student and then drag him inside by the collar of this shirt. A smile formed on Eponine's face as she realized the boy he dragged in was none other than Alan Montparnasse. He was the leader of the school "gang" and for some odd reason he had taken a liking to Eponine, perhaps that was because he was one her dad's "friends" and had been since she was in seventh grade, either way Eponine hated him and always enjoyed it when he got caught in some crime.
"Eponine?" she heard a voice call
"What- huh?" she was suddenly brought back to the room and turned around and looked up so see her history teacher standing over her.
"The bell rang two minutes ago."
Eponine's cheeks deepened a shade, "Oh thank you, sorry."
"Not a problem, just try to say on Earth in the future."
"Will do" She called over her shoulder as she gathered her stuff and left.
It was lunch for many of the students at West End, though it being 11 am, all those who had it saw it more as a brunch. Eponine walked around wide-eyed, trying to see if she could find any of her friends, especially her closest friend Marius Pontmercy. They had known each other since freshman year when they had been locker neighbors. They shared many classes together that year and on one occasion she had saved he from the school's gang and he in turn gave her his desert for a month. Since then they had been close friends, and she was even buddies with his other friends as well, they were all free-spirited thinkers and very outspoken, she fit in well with them. They were all boys though, and as much as she loved them all she was glad she had befriended Cosette earlier that day. She kept scanning the room trying to find anyone she recognized, their lunch table had been moved from its usual spot and she had no idea where anyone was, she usually didn't eat lunch with them either way but today she felt like mixing things up a bit, she was so preoccupied with that, she didn't notice someone creep up behind her till he poked her side with his finger. She spun around to face her attacker, only to laugh when she saw him.
"Ricky Grantaire!" she giggled, "You jerk; you scared the daylights out of me!"
The boy grinned, "Well if you paid more attention to things, I wouldn't have caught you so off guard."
"If you don't poke me then this wouldn't be an issue in the first place."
"But it's fun; besides who can resist poking a pretty girl?" he said, jabbing another finger to her side and yet another to her shoulder.
"Decent people?" she responded sarcastically, trying her best not to laugh as his fingers tickled her.
"Hey now, don't go insulting me, I just gave you a compliment."
She just gave him a come-on-now glare and shook her head.
"Grantaire stop pestering Eponine." Called a voice a few feet from them
They turned around slightly to see their friend Aiden Enjolras giving Grantaire a disproving look. There was no odder pair than them, he and Grantaire were polar opposites- Aiden was very articulate, tall, always put his school first, and had a serious personality, while Ricky was very fun loving and care free, he was a joker and never took anything too seriously (he also had a slight addiction to caffeine though most people tried to avoid that conversation) and above all Ricky was a partier - it was a wonder they were friends but they were, and close ones for that matter. Though much of it came from Enjolras having to save Grantaire's ass from all the situations he got himself into. He was really more of Grantaire's than Eponine's, she had talk to him a few times but it was never really anything life changing, especially since he usually had his nose to the grindstone. They were mostly friends by association, but neither really had a problem with the other, in fact they often joked that both preferred each others company to Grantaire's.
"For your information I was not pestering her."
Enjolras raised an eyebrow at him.
Eponine shrugged, "He's right, he wasn't pestering me, poking is the correct term."
Enjolras just let a laugh out through his nose and shook his head, "Leave it to Grantaire."
"I know right?"
"You know I really don't enjoy you guys laughing at me."
Eponine cocked her head a bit, "Don't think of us as laughing at you Grantaire, think of us as laughing with you."
"Your reverse psychology won't work on me Eponine!"
"A girl can try can't she?"
Just then another boy appeared in the doorway, he had wavy brown hair and blue eyes, as soon as he saw the three he ran over with a smile on his face.
"Hey 'Ponine!"
"Hiya Marius, where have you been?"
"I've been trying to find everyone, our tables been moved."
"Yea I noticed."
"Come to think of it," interrupted Grantaire, "What are you doing here Eppy?"
"Eppy? Really Grantaire, really?"
"Do you like it I came up with it myself?"
"Well-"
"But that's beside the point."
"Well that was your point?" she asked, apparently annoyed
"My original question; why are you here?"
"Where else would I be?"
Grantaire pondered on that for a moment before continuing, "I don't know, wherever it is that you go at lunch."
Eponine remained silent not really knowing what else to say and instead just rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Do you have a problem with me being here?"
"What? Oh no, of course not."
Enjolras sighed, "Honestly Grantaire, could you be any less articulate."
"Well I'm sorry, we can't all be amazing debaters and speakers like you."
Marius stepped in, "Why don't we just try to find everyone? I don't know about you guys but I am starved."
"Sounds good to me." Chimed in Eponine, she almost always agreed with what Marius said.
They four of them scanned the room once more and quickly found some of their other friends all the way across the room seated at a large table. They quickly made their way over and sat their stuff down without a word. They were greeted by Mason Joly, Derek Combeferre, Adam Courfeyrac, and Jean Prouvaire, though they for some reason all of them (including Grantaire and Enjolras) preferred being called by their last names, Eponine never questioned it. The three boys went off to buy their lunch and Eponine stayed at the table.
"Eponine, why are you wearing shorts? It's mid-October, and is cold out! You'll catch a cold."
"I'm not really too worried about that Joly," she said pulling an apple out of her bag, "an apple away keeps the doctor away."
"I highly doubt that will do any good Ep'."
"Well I haven't gotten sick yet so I think they are working."
"What's working?" asked Enjolras as he returned to the table.
"Eponine's apples" commented Courfeyrac.
Enjolras glanced over at Eponine to which she winked and his face turned red and he was retendered speechless, causing everyone at the entire table to burst out laughing.
At this point Grantaire had returned as well. "Are we all laughing at Enjolras? What happened and more importantly why wasn't I a part of it?"
"Oh its nothing," said Combeferre, gasping between laughs and wiping a tear from his eyes, "Enjolras just makes an easy target."
"Please tell me you guys didn't mean what I thought you did." He muttered softly under his breath.
"Don't worry Enjy," Eponine reassured, placing a hand on his shoulder after finally composing herself, "It wasn't what you thought; we kept it all PG."
Enjolras just took a deep breath before sitting down next to Combeferre and across from Eponine. A moment later Marius came back and sat next to Eponine, the apple was still in her hand.
"Your apple looks yummy Eponine."
She did her best to hold back laughter but after looking at the others she couldn't hold it any longer and bursted out in laughter.
"Did I miss something?"
"No Marius, you didn't miss anything."
The rest of lunch went on as normally after the laughter died down. Eponine rolled her apple in her hand before taking a bit of it, she chewed is slowly, trying her best to savor her lunch. Marius gave her a questionable look before nudging her arm with his. She looked up from the table and narrowed her eyes at him.
"Is that all you have for lunch?"
Eponine bit her lip before nodding looking a bit ashamed, her lack of food was a main reason she hardy ever ate with them. Marius gave her a warm smile and then handed her his French fries.
"You were going to steal them anyway."
She chuckled a bit and took the fries, "Thank you." She whispered, "Though they aren't as satisfying as they were when I stole them."
Marius laughed before turning back to his friends and lunch continued fairly normal (though it ended with Eponine throwing one of her fries at Grantaire's head after he made a crude remark). The bell rang soon after and Eponine snatched her backpack up and bid them all goodbye, before running off with Marius off to gym.
She was happy to have the friends she did.
A/N; Yea i know cheesy ending but i didnt know how else to end it
Anyone else SUPER excited for the Les Miserables movie ( i know i am, and my friends keep making fun of me for it, something about me having an obsession...)
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