"Your boyfriend is gonna come stay with us, aren't you excited?" Eponine teased, hanging up on Marius and attempting to throw her cell phone into her purse, but missing by quite a lot.
"I talked to him once," Grantaire said, adjusting his position so that he was lying right next to Eponine as the two of them stared at the cloudy sky.
"Yeah and you haven't fucking shut up about it ever since," Eponine said.
"You're exaggerating like a lot," he said, rolling his eyes but smiling because she was right; he loved to talk about the beautiful blonde godlike senior who led the debate team.
"Oh, Eponine, I saw my Apollo today! You should see the way he runs his hands through his perfect blonde curls when he gets frustrated! Oh, and how sexy he looks when he gets all pissed off about politics, and how he manages to wear some red article of clothing every single day! Oh, and 'Ponine, don't even get me started about that ass…" she said, mimicking Grantaire. He shoved her long dark hair into her face.
"I don't talk like that," he said defiantly, but recalling that he had said all of those things.
"I don't talk like that," she mocked, using her Grantaire voice. He just laughed and rolled over, and she sat up. "You know you should really tell Marius about this obsess-" he gave her a hurt look and she changed her wording, "this crush. They're like BFFs."
Grantaire just laughed, "That's a great idea!" he said sarcastically, "oh my god, Eponine, I've just had the most brilliant epiphany. Why don't we both tell Marius who we like at the same time?"
"Wow. Grantaire, you're a genius. Why didn't we think of this before?" she said, equally as sarcastic as he was. She fell on his stomach, both of them laughing hysterically. They were both supposed to be in class right now, but, as usual were blowing it off in favor of sitting in the quad, drinking, and laughing about their lives.
Finally, they pulled themselves together, "Eponine, I really am kind of nervous," Grantaire said, dropping his head on Eponine's lap and looking up at her pretty face. It was a shame Marius didn't see her in a romantic way, because she really was great.
"What are you nervous about? Afraid all this slacking off is gonna catch up with us?" she asked, only half serious.
"I'm nervous I'm gonna do something dumb as shit and Apollo- I mean Enjolras- is just going to think I'm…I don't even know…" he trailed off, knowing Eponine would understand what he meant.
"Nah, you're just gonna learn exactly how I feel every single fucking day," she said, cheerfully, and he laughed. "Let's go home," she said.
"It's like noon, we shouldn't just go home," he said, and she gave him an odd look, since usually she was the once insisting that they shouldn't slack of as much as they do.
"Why? Don't want Enjolras to have a bad first impression of you?" she asked.
"Second impression, and fuck it. Let's go," he said, standing up and giving Eponine his hand to pull her up. Her phone buzzed, and showed a text from an unknown number.
It's Enjolras. Marius told me to text you and make sure you and Grantaire are in your classes.
Grantaire couldn't help but smile, Eponine just smirked, and texted him back.
Fuck u. I do wat I want, she typed. Grantaire yanked the phone away from her.
"Jeez, Ep, you weren't really gonna send that, were you?" he said, slowly handing the phone back to her. She laughed at him, and he blushed, like bright red. He sent many things like that daily to Marius, and she didn't seem to care at all.
"Being sexy and twenty-two doesn't make him the boss of us, R, it pisses me off that Marius thought we needed a babysitter," she said. For some reason Grantaire loved it when she pulled out her need for independence, although she wasn't ready for it. It was the exact same way she used to rant to him about her parents, from the time they were young children until everything got all complicated, with her getting kicked out of her house, and falling for Marius, etc.
"Let's just be thankful it was him and not one of Marius' other weird debate team friends," Grantaire said, flipping out his own cell phone and putting Enjolras' number in it; Eponine rolled her eyes dramatically.
"You need to stop pretending you don't like his friends. I know you do," she said. He did get along with Marius' friends, but couldn't agree on anything with them, and they were all seniors, and he was the youngest person at the school. He couldn't exactly just hang out with them.
"It doesn't really matter," he said, texting Enjolras.
It's Grantaire :) Which class do you have right now? We'll bring you something from the cafe :)
"You're hopeless, I love you, but you're hopeless," Eponine said, smiling and shaking her head. Grantaire put his arm around her and they walked towards the café.