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Chapter 3:

Éponine's Point of View

Éponine may not have been apart of the upper crust of society but she knew that it was rude to stare at someone, especially when your mouth was open so wide that it could catch flies. She just could not pull her eyes away from him. Her heart was pounding so fast that she felt that it was going to burst out of her chest. Her knees and legs were so weak, that she was afraid that she was going to collapse. She was felt herself sweating, and how warm her body was.

Éponine's current condition made her so nervous. Éponine after years of being on streets learned how to hide her emotions and feelings, it was crucial to her survival. If she was upset she learned how to fake happiness, since she never wanted her siblings to worry. She learned how to fake emotions and hide them when she was forced to help her father's gang with their operations. It scared her she was unable to control her feelings, especially over a man she didn't know.

"Éponine! Enjolras! Are the two of you okay?" said Marius.

"I am fine Monsieur Marius. Thank you for asking." said Éponine.

"I am fine Marius. I just have to speak with you when you are done." Enjolras said looking at Marius. Enjolras then looked at Éponine and said "Pardon me Mademoiselle, I have not properly introduced myself. My name is Aiden Enjolras, but most people call me Enjolras. You can call either one or both, but that would silly to call me by my full name at all times." He looked nervous, which is probably why he started to ramble. "What is your name Mademoiselle?"

"Monsieur Enjolras. Nice to meet you. My name is Éponine. Just Éponine I do not use my last name, since my father and mother have stained it with their crimes. Forgive me I said to much, please excuse my rambling." I said. My heart was racing so fast. His name had a strong and powerful sound to him just like his presence. "Are you one of Marius's friends?" I asked him. I was trying to keep the conversation going for as long as possible. I did not want to leave his presence. There was something about him that made my heart beat so quickly.

"There is nothing to be sorry for. Yes I am a friend of Marius, we are apart of group called Les Amis de ABC. The rest of our friends are over there if you would like to join us?" Enjolras said. He had seemed to gain his composure back. He was no longer rambling, but he still seemed nervous about speaking to her.

Éponine was in shock. This man just forgave her rambling, plus he just asked her to meet his friends. Éponine was not used to such kind treatment. Life on the streets exposed you to the cruelty of society, and how all people were not created equal. Apart of Éponine wanted to say yes but she knew that she had to get a hold of her emotions. She did not understand why this handsome wealthy young man was being kind to her. Her heart was beating so quickly with every word he spoke. As she was trying to figure out what to do when she saw Gavroche running down the stairs from her apartment.

"Éponine! Jacques is upstairs. He is sick. Could you go check on him? Azelma is not home." Gavroche said to Éponine.

"Yes I will be there in a minute." Éponine said to Gavroche.

Éponine then looked at Enjolras. "I am so sorry Monsieur. I need to go! It was nice meeting you…"

Éponine wanted to say more but she was not sure what to say. She wanted to see him again, and meet the rest of her friends. She just did not want to look like some crazy lovesick teenager, and that is how Juliet got herself into a lot of trouble after she feel in love with Romeo.

Éponine knew that Enjolras was different and he was something special, he made her feel special for some reason. Suddenly she felt like Juliet when she first meet and fell in love with Romeo.

Love?

Did Éponine just really say love? Now she knew that she had to get control of her emotions, but something told her that Enjolras stirring up so many emotions would be the start of something new and good in her life.

Éponine knew that as soon as she was done checking on Jacques that would need to make herself a hot cup of coffee. Coffee always had a calming effect on her, and she would be able to figure out everything she was feeling.

Éponine had started to walk away still deep in her own thoughts and feelings that she completely forgot that Enjolras was waiting for an answer right in front of her. She felt a strong hand on her arm, as she turned around and saw that Enjolras had his hand on her arm.

"Éponine! When can I see you again?" Enjolras asked her looking her straight in the eyes. She really could get lost in those crystal blue eyes. "I would like to speak with you some more. Marius has often spoken highly of you, and he said that you were like a phoenix that rose from the ashes. I would like to get to know you better." Enjolras said.

Marius described her as a phoenix could rise from the ashes. Éponine thought that was an interesting description since she felt that way only a few moments ago when she had meet Enjolras.

Éponine was so shocked by the everything that had happened that she had no control over the words that came out of her mouth. "Tonight around midnight, my sister should be home by then. If you are still here I will be able to stop by then." Éponine said.

"Until then Éponine." Enjolras said. He then gently picked up her hand and lightly placed a kiss on it, like a gentleman would do to a woman from the upper class.

"Are you two going to talk to her about the revolution." Gavroche said to them.

Éponine had forgotten that her little brother was there. How long had they been standing there? Revolution? How did Gavroche know Enjolras? She would need to ask Azelma; surely her sister must know him? Or maybe Gavorche knew Enjolras from Marius? Its possible that Gavroche said hi to Marius at some point in the café when he would come down to run an errand for Éponine, or to meet his friends to play outside. Anyway, Éponine would have to ask Gavroche later on.

Enjolras laughed at the young boy and said to him, "I am not sure about that Gavroche. I just met your sister this afternoon."

Éponine took this as her sign to leave the Café and said goodbye to Enjolras, and ushered Gavroche up the stairs. She went up the upstairs to her apartment. Éponine walked up the stairs as fast as she could once she knew she was out of site. When she finally reached the door she quickly opened it and closed the door behind her. She than walked over to the old couch. She did not realize how heavy her breathing was until now. She could not stop thinking about what just happened in the Café.

She both loved and hated the emotions she was feeling. She loved how Enjolras made her heart flutter, but hated the fact that it made her vulnerable. She learned that early on in life that wearing your heart on your sleeve only allowed for people to take advantage of it and break it. She wonderrd if Enjolras was feeling the same, probably not she thought. She remembered Marius telling her once that his Enjolras was like a man of marble, who showed no emotions. When she first saw him, he looked as hard and strong as stone.

As Éponine thought about what happened, she wondered if love stories could take place in Paris, and that if people could really fall for each other without really knowing each other.

TBC.

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