Chapter 2:

"Combeferre," Lucie asked, "Does this outfit look slutty to you? I want your 100% honest opinion."

Combeferre looked over at Lucie who was wearing red denim shorts that were rolled up so they'd just cover her butt, with a black tank top with "Here, Sir, the People Govern. –Alexander Hamilton" written on it. He thought for a minute, "Yeah, a little, why?"

"Perfect," she grinned.

Combeferre didn't trust the grin. It looked evil. "Perfect?" he asked, "Why is it perfect? Does this have something to do with what I told you about Enjolras?"

"It might," she replied, "Would he think it's slutty?"

"Probably, what's the plan?"

"I'm going to make him think I'm in it to find a guy, and then destroy him with my knowledge of politics, thus making him regret this sexist mindset."

"Do you think it'll work?"

"I don't know, do you?"

"It actually might…what if it doesn't? By the way, red is his favorite color."

"OH, even better! And I have a plan B of course. I'll bring up something in the political world that I dislike and rant about it for a while, proving that I care and I'm as capable of ranting as he is."

Combeferre shook his head, "You're not going to let this go are you?"

"Nope, I refuse to be treated like some ditz just because I'm a female."

"He'll like that."

"Was that sarcasm?"

"No, it wasn't, Enj can't stand any kind of inequality. The only problem he has is when girls are OK with sexism."

"Then he shouldn't have any problem with this girl."

Lucie did her hair and make-up and looked in the mirror one final time before she and Ferre left for the meeting. When they arrived, there was another girl in the room (who looked like Jenna Coleman in her portrayal of Oswin Oswald in Doctor Who). Lucie walked over and said hello.

"Hi," she said, "I'm Lucie."

"I'm Musichetta," the other girl replied, "These are my boyfriends, Joly and Bossuet."

Joly and Bossuet waved as Musichetta said each of their names, and Lucie waved back.

"It's nice to have another girl in here," Musichetta said, "Love the tank top, by the way."

"Thanks! It's one of my favorites. I love the fact that it's a Hamilton quote and it's also me protesting the fact old men think that anyone but me has the right to decide what happens to my body."

Musichetta laughed, "I hear you, sister!"

Lucie sat in the desk next to Musichetta and the two continued talking as the rest of the members showed up one by one. Surprisingly, Enjolras was the last to show up (besides Grantaire who walked in shortly after). Lucie looked over at Combeferre, confused.

She mouthed, silently, Is that him?

Combeferre nodded in response.

Confused would be an understatement. When Combeferre told Lucie about Enjolras she wasn't expecting someone attractive to enter the room. Of course, she would still go through with the plan, but it did catch her slightly off-guard.

"Alright," Enjolras said, "For our new members, my name is Enjolras. I'm the president. I've made a sign in sheet so if you'll all—what is it Grantaire?"

Grantaire's hand was in the air, "Oh, fearless leader, there is a new female in the room."

"I'm aware, Grantaire," Enjolras sighed at the clearly hungover student sitting before him, "Why did that warrant an interruption?"

"Well, I'm used to Chetta, but what should I do now?" Grantaire said.

"I don't know, Taire," Enjolras groaned, "I suppose you could try to refrain from your usual brand of humor."

"Um," Lucie interrupted, "Just do what you always do. Don't change a damn thing for me just because I'm a girl."

Enjolras stared at Lucie for a little longer than he should have before clearing his throat, "OK then, as I was saying just come on up and sign in." He hoped she didn't notice and she didn't.

Lucie walked to the front of the room to sign in. She noticed as she turned to go back to her seat that Enjolras looked almost disappointed. Enjolras then instructed the group to go around and introduce themselves for any new members.

One scary-looking student volunteered to go first, "Hey y'all, my name is Bahorel! I'm from Texas and I'm gay as hell. As you can imagine that's why I'm here. Back home they're less tolerant. Oh, and I'm a law student."

The kid sitting next to him stood up next, "I'm Bahorel's roommate, Feuilly, I'm from LA, and I'm an art major," Bahorel cleared his throat and Feuilly rolled his eyes, "we're not just roommates we're also dating."

Jehan introduced himself next, followed by Combeferre and Courfeyrac.

Joly stood up, "Hey, I'm Joly, I'm pre-med and I'm from Maryland."

Musichetta was next, "Hello, I'm Musichetta, y'all can call me Chetta. I'm majoring in dance and I'm from New Orleans, Louisiana."

"I'm Bossuet or Lesgle, whatever you prefer. I'm studying law. Any art majors should probably keep their projects away from me. Oh and I'm from Maryland too."

Marius and Lucie introduced themselves next, mentioning that they were from New York, but not that they were related.

"Hi, everyone, as I said, my name is Enjolras. I'm from New York. My major is history with a minor in political science. I'm thinking of adding education as well, but I haven't decided yet. That just leaves you, Grantaire."

"What? Oh, I'm Grantaire. My major is art so I paint most of our posters and signs. I'm from Florida. Yeah I know, Florida has a pretty bad reputation, but it's not as bad in the area I'm from. Sorry I'm a bit out of sorts, last night was crazy."

"Alrighty," Enjolras said, "Let's get down to business. Election season is almost upon us and I don't know about you guys but some of the Republicans are worrying me."

"I hear you!" Combeferre shouted from the back, "Some of these guys are horrible."

"Yeah," Bahorel agreed, "I would like to personally apologize for the senator from Texas on behalf of my entire state."

"I for one am not going to let one of them tell me what to do with my body!" Musichetta exclaimed, "Right, Lucie?"

"That's right! No old man is going to lecture me about the legitimacy of rape!" Lucie said taking Chetta's hand.

"You tell 'em, Lu!" Marius said.

Enjolras told everyone to calm down for a minute, while he looked through his notes. Finally he said, "OK, I think this meeting is over, I hope to see you all next week, well everyone that was here for the right reasons anyway."

Before Lucie could ask, Combeferre spoke up, "What's that supposed to mean, Enj?"

"Well, Ferre, I just hope no one has ulterior motives."

"What kind of ulterior motives?" Ferre asked.

"Ya know," Enj replied, "finding a rich law student boyfriend," he said looking over at Lucie.

"Excuse me?" Lucie said, "Why did you look at me when you said that?"

"Well, no offense, but you're kind of dressed for it," Enjolras responded.

"I'll have you know that this shirt is a comment on how rich old men think they can tell me what to do with my body, and also pays respect to my favorite founding father, Alexander Hamilton."

"You're saying that nowhere in your plans was finding a lawyer boyfriend?" Enjolras asked in disbelief, "Because I've seen that too many times in my time here. I bet that feminism is the only thing you know about politics."

"OK. First of all I've counted three law students in this room: Bossuet, who is in a relationship, Bahorel, who is self-described as being 'gay as hell' and also in a relationship, and one more. That leaves Marius Pontmercy, who happens to be my twin brother. Second, Marius, do you recall our AP Government and Politics class last year?"

"Yes I do," Marius replied.

"Who won the most debates in that class, including one with you?"

"You did…"

"I see. I also received a 5/5 on my AP test and was the only one in my class to accomplish said score. Throw me an amendment and I'll give you a Supreme Court case to match it."

"Six," Enjolras said smugly.

"Gideon versus Wainwright," Lucie said without missing a beat.

"Fine what's the most important Supreme Court case?" Enj asked.

"Well, that's a bit complicated," Lucie replied, "Most scholars would say Madison versus Marbury because it established judicial review, but in my opinion that is not the most important. Actually I think it's Gideon versus Wainwright or Brown versus the Board of Education. Gideon v Wainwright because it pretty much gave the right to an attorney to the poorer class, and Brown v BOE because it gave the right to a good education to those who previously couldn't attain it. Being an education major, I believe that everyone is entitled to a decent education."

Enjolras was speechless, everyone was. Lucie's plan was a success.