Thanks to everyone who read this story and to everyone that has reviewed it :D

Thanks to: Singmyangel for the suggestion... i was actually thinking of making Eponine a bit like that but i dind't want her to be like that since the begining of the story. and emma .mg .9 i still don't know if they will... but let me know what you think.

So... here's chapter 2(: let me know what you people think :D

When morning came, Eponine woke up to find her brother nowhere in the small room they shared. The room was located in one of the poorest parts of the city, but not in the same where Thenardier and the Patron-Minette lived. Eponine was about to go look for Gavroche, when he came running through the door.

"Eponine!" he exclaimed.

"What?" she asked, putting on her shoes.

"Nothing," he shrugged. "I was wondering when you would wake up… you came late last night".

"I did?" she asked, walking towards the door. "I didn't notice the time".

"What took you so long?" he asked.

"Nothing," she said, grabbing her coat. "Now let's go get something to eat," she added as they book walked out of the room into the streets.

While Eponine and Gavroche were making their way to the market, Grantaire was trying to convince Enjolras to go the Christmas party his uncle was hosting in about a week.

"Come on…" Grantaire insisted. "You need to forget about your dear Patria for one day and have some fun".

"I'll think about it …" Enjolras said as they made their way out of the book shop.

"There's nothing to think about," Grantaire said. "There's going to be many pretty ladies that night… though I don't think they'll be like Eponine".

"Eponine?" Enjolras asked, slightly confused. "What does she had to do with this?"

"Nothing…" Grantaire shrugged. "I just said that because I think I just saw her…"

"You're delusional," Enjolras said. "Or drunk… which one is it this time?"

"None," Grantaire said. "I haven't had a drink all day…"

"And that's good," Enjolras said as they walked to the market. "It's not even midday".

"Yes… but let's not get out the topic," Grantaire said. "You have to go!"

"If I agree will you shut up?" Enjolras asked annoyed.

"Yes," Grantaire smiled. "Look! I told you I had seen Eponine," he exclaimed as he looked at Eponine who was carrying a bag while Gavroche was talking animatedly.

"That you did," Enjolras agreed as he looked at the pair ahead.

"They're quite a pair," Grantaire laughed. "And that girl is quite something".

"And quite crazy," Enjolras said.

Grantaire laughed loudly, causing many people to look at him; one of them being Gavroche, who was only a few meters ahead of them. "We should say hello to them," he said, walking towards them; leaving Enjolras behind. "My dear 'Ponine how nice is to see you today," he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "You too Gavroche… it is always nice you both," he added, happily.

"You're sober," Eponine noticed.

"Why of course I am," Grantaire laughed. "Can't have a drink around him," he added, looking at Enjolras, was slowly making his way to the group.

"That's good," Gavroche said. "You can't be drunk all the time".

"Listen to the boy," Enjolras said. "He can teach you a thing or two".

"Let's not talk of that …" Grantaire said. "Now… tell me," he said turning to Eponine. "Did your dear brother tell you about the party?"

"What party?" Eponine asked.

"You didn't tell her?" Grantaire asked Gavroche.

"Is not my fault she stayed behind…" Gavroche shrugged. "I wasn't going to stay up just to tell her that".

"Well… in that case," he started. "Mlle. is my pleasure to invite you to the Christmas celebration that is to be held in a week".

Eponine laughed. "I never thought I would ever hear you speak like that," she said. "So… proper… almost like a gentleman".

"Thank you my lady," he said, winking at her.

"Eponine," Gavroche said. "Isn't that Azelma?" he said, looking at his other older sister; who was with the Patron-Minette.

"Apparently she took my place," Eponine said with a shrug. "Can't complain about that".

"Don't you suppose we should go," Gavroche suggested. "Before they see you… you know what would happen if they tell him they saw you".

"Who cares about what the old man can do…" Eponine replied as Enjolras and Grantaire looked at each other somewhat confused. "Besides I don't think they'll be stupid enough to try something here".

"All of them may not be…. Except for Montparnasse," Gavroche said. "And you know that better than I do".

"He may be an idiot but believe when I say he's not going to do anything here," Eponine said. "There are too much people around"

"Would you mind telling us what you two are talking about…" Grantaire asked, confused.

"It's nothing important," Eponine smiled, earning a glare from her brother. "Just family problems".

"Can we get out of here?" Gavroche said. "Please?" he added, somewhat scared; something that Enjolras rarely saw in the young boy.

"Fine," Eponine said, grabbing his hand and pulling him away from the Patron-Minette and their sister.

"Where are you two going?" Grantaire asked as he and Enjolras followed them.

Gavroche shrugged. "I don't know… where are you two going?"

"To the café," Enjolras replied.

Grantaire nodded. "There's a meeting today," he said. "Don't tell anyone I told you".

"Can we go?" Gavroche asked, enthusiastically. "We don't have anything else to do today… right Eponine?"

"No we don't…" she replied.

"That's great," Grantaire said. "But dear 'Ponine you never answered my question".

"What question?" She asked as the group walked to the café.

"Are you coming to the party?" he asked.

"I can't sorry," she replied.

"Why not?" Gavroche asked.

"You can go if you want to," she smiled to her brother. "But I'm not going".

"If I convinced Enjolras of going I can convince you to," Grantaire said. "But I'll do that later… I took quite some time to convince him".

"You're going?" Eponine asked Enjolras.

"Yes…" Enjolras replied. "It was the only way to make him shut up…"

Eponine laughed, making Enjolras smiled. "Well… there's only a few ways to making shut up that alcohol… so it was a very good decision," she said as she looked at Gavroche and Grantaire who were talking. "I wonder what Grantaire telling him now…"

"Being him… anything," Enjolras replied, earning another laughed from Eponine.

"Well, that's true," she said. "So… what's this meeting about?" she asked as they neared the café.

"I have no idea… it was Grantaire who told me," he answered. "So it really could be anything".

"I see…" she said.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure,"

"Why did Gavroche said all those thing back there?"

"It's nothing really," Eponine shrugged. "Like I said… problems with my family… especially with our father, he's not very fond of us".

"Why would he not like his own children?" Enjolras asked.

"You would understand if you knew him…" Eponine replied. "But God forbids you ever do… he's the worst of the worst and he's capable of doing lots of things when he wants something…"

"Is that why Gavroche is scared of him?" he questioned.

"He's not scared of him…" she explained. "He's scared of what he might to do me".

"I believe I not understand," he said, slightly confused.

"Look at me." She said. "I'm know I'm not bat looking… that's the only reason he kept me for as long as he did, but once he saw he was not going to get money out me… he simply threw me into the streets," she sighed. "But believe me… I rather live in the streets than being a whore… I might not have any money but at least my conscience in clean… you know I don't usually don't talk about this with anyone… not even Gavroche".

"Well… I'm glad you trust me enough," he said as they entered the café, where Gavroche and Grantaire were already sitting in a table on the far end of the café.

"I know you're a good man," she smiled. "That's why I like you," she added before putting the bag she had been carrying in the table where her brother and Grantaire were sitting, where Grantaire was laughing at something Gavroche had said.

"What's so funny?" Enjolras asked, sitting down next to Eponine.

"I think Eponine can answer that better than me," Grantaire smiled at Eponine.

"What are you talking about?" she asked, confused.

"Let's just say Gavroche was telling me about how you were seducing a young man while your dear brother was taking advantage of his distraction," Grantaire said with an amused smile.

"I was not seducing him…" Eponine explained. "I was simply distracting him," she added with a shrug. "Besides… he was not my type of man".

"Then tell my dear… what is you type of man?" Grantaire teased.

"One that can say sober for ninety-nine percent of the time," she smiled at him.

"Well… now I now we're not in each other's list," Grantaire said. "You know who you would be perfect for?"

"For whom?" she asked, going along with his game.

"For my dear friend Enjolras," Grantaire smiled as the pair that was looking at him oddly.

Gavroche started at how her sister was looking at Grantaire. "I think I should go," Eponine said. "I'll come back later…" she said standing up and walking towards the door.

"What did I do?" Grantaire asked Gavroche, as Enjolras stood up and followed Eponine out of the café.

Enjolras walked out of the café to find Eponine leaning against the wall next to the door.

"Eponine?" he asked.

"What?" she asked, turning to look at him.

"I apologize for what Grantaire said," he said. "You know how he can be".

"I do know how he can be…" she said. "But are you really sorry for what he said".

"What are you saying?" he asked.

"You really think that offended me?" she asked with a smile

"Then why did you leave?" he asked, confused.

Eponine shrugged. "I don't know…" she said. "Maybe I just didn't want to hear what he was going to say next".

"What could he had possibly said?" he asked.

"Lots of things…" Eponine replied. "I should go now… I don't think the boys will want me around for the meeting," she added as she turned to leave but Enjolras grabbed her hand.

"You don't have to go," he said, awkwardly. "I'm sure they won't mind…"

"You really think so," she asked, looking down at his hand holding hers.

"Yes," he replied. "I insist that you say".

"You want me to stay?" she asked with a wide smile.

"Well… I was just saying… that I'm sure they won't mind your presence here," he said. "I'm sure they all quite like you," he added, noticing he was still holding her hand but she didn't seem to mind.

"I suppose I can say a little while…" she smiled at him as he lead her back into the café, never letting go of her hand.