Hi everyone! Sorry for how ridiculously short this chapter is. The next one is also super short, so I'm posting both of them at once to make up for it. I'd just like to let you know that about 3/4 of this story was written a while ago, and so my writing style may seem a little off to some. It does get better (at least, I think it does) later on, but bear with me. :)
Here's chapter 2, with 3 to follow. Don't forget to review! I'm not a mind reader, unfortunately, so I can't know what you think unless you tell me. Reviews motivate me and make me update faster. Hope you enjoy!
- Raven
Marius sighed, pushing himself away from his table and rubbing his eyes. He was trying to re-copy his notes taken from class that afternoon, but the inky words had become so water smeared it was impossible to make them out. It wasn't that girl's fault. He was the one who hadn't been paying attention. He would just have to get extra notes from Joly later on.
He stripped of his jacket and shoved his papers back into his bag. He took a book off the shelf and collapsed onto his bed, losing himself in the story within moments. A loud banging next door jolted him out of the book, and he sat up abruptly.
A dull thud sounded, followed by cursing, then a slam of something heavy being shoved against the wall. Marius rose from his bed and moved over to the wall. A crack in the wall gave him a view to the other side, and he peered through. A figure moved around the room, and Marius could see that it was some kind of bed that had been slammed against the wall. The bed frame looked as if it had been hacked to pieces with an ax and then reassembled with several pieces missing. A thin, worn mattress rested on the bed frame, with several long gashes all over the mattress.
The figure continued to move around the room, taking a hat from the window sill and squeezing it, water running out through the figure's fingers. The figure turned with hat in hand, and Marius realized it was a girl. He couldn't make out any specific features, but the girl seemed young, no more than 15 or 16.
A booming voice from downstairs made both Marius and the girl jump. The girl placed the hat on her head and left, going down towards the voice. Marius backed away from the wall and sat down at his desk. He wondered if it was the same girl he had run into; what was her name again? Éponine.
A few moments later, a loud yelling was heard through the wall, followed by a slamming door. Marius stood and went to his window. Looking out he saw the girl run out of the house and dart down the street into the alleys. Was she crazy? It was dark, and who knows what could be lurking on the streets?
Marius shook his head, and moved over to his bed, collapsing back onto it with a sigh. He picked up his book and continued reading, eventually falling asleep with it lying on his chest.