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Eponine walked to her new dorm. I can't believe I'm at Shiz University! The Shiz University! I've always wanted to go here! At first she was happy to find the dorm room empty, but then she remembered that Galinda was with Marius and her heart fell. She sighed. He was never mine to lose... she told herself, why regret what could not be? She sighed again and then looked around the room. She placed her luggage down near her bed (she knew it was hers because it was smaller than the other and less... pink...). She noticed a large mirror with a pink frame. She glanced into it. She noticed that part of her face was a bit red from where her tears had fallen. The red contrasted with the green of her skin. It's no wonder why Marius doesn't love me... I'm green for God's sake! My hair's all tangled, my face is too gaunt... Oh, I'm hideous! She thought. Though, of course, Eponine was not hideous. If one were to look past the greeness of her skin as Marius did, one would see the secret flecks of gold in her eyes, or the sparkle that seemed to be in her eyes, one would notice the fullness of her lips, or, if you looked past the bruises and scars, how her face was beautifully sculpted, almost as if by Seraphim himself. But Eponine could not see that in herself. She had what we call pure beauty; she was beautiful, but she did not know that she was beautiful. On the contrary, she thought, as we have said, that she was quite hideous.

After she had unpacked, she grabbed some parchment and began to write a letter to her father just as Galinda came in. Eponine tried to ignore her and started to write:

My dear father,

There's been some confusion over rooming here at Shiz.

But of course I'll care for 'Zelma,

For I know that's how you'd want me to respond.

There's been some confusion for you see my roommate is...

Blonde.

Sincerely,

Eponine

Eponine glanced at Galinda and found that she was glaring at her.

"What is this feeling so sudden and new?" Galinda asked herself aloud.

"I felt the moment I laid eyes on you." Eponine muttered.

"My pulse is rushing!"

"My head is reeling."

"My face is flushing!" Galinda exclaimed as she looked in the mirror.

"What is this feeling? Fervid as a flame. Does it have a name? Yes! Loathing, unadulterated loathing!" They sang together. Galinda narrowed her eyes.

"For your face."

"Your voice." Eponine retorted in a nazally imitation of Galinda's voice. Mon Dieu, she is annoying! Eponine thought as Galinda looked at her rather plain outfit.

"Your clothing." Galinda said as she shuddered. She doesn't even know how to dress! She's not wearing any pink! Galinda thought.

"Let's just say, I loathe it all! Every little trait however small makes my very skin begin to crawl with simple utter loathing. There's a strange exhileration and such total detestation. So pure so strong! Though I do admit it came on fast! Still I do believe that it can last and I will be loathing, loathing you my whole life long!"

To Eponine, everything seemed to slow down. She looked around the room again, still in awe of being at Shiz University.

"This was my castle on a cloud

This is where I went to in my sleep!

No mean father to make me weep!

Not in my castle on a cloud.

Here's where I wished each night to go

With the man that I love so

No one would laugh or put me down

Not in my castle on a cloud

Marius would be there

All in white

Hold me and whisper something nice

He's nice to see and he's soft to touch

He says "'Ponine, I love you very much..."

I know a place where you can learn

I know a place where you can dream

No one would shout or be too mean

Not in my castle on a cloud..." She sang softly. Galinda didn't seem to hear any of it. A bunch of students entered the room and ran over to Galinda. They stared at Eponine in disgust.

"Dear Galinda, you are just too good! How do you stand it? I don't think I could! She's a terror, she's a tartar, we don't mean to show a bias but Galinda you're a martyr!" The students sang. Galinda smiled at them with her big, fake smile that Eponine found to be quite annoying.

"These things are sent to try us." She replied in her high voice.

"Poor Galinda forced to reside with someone so disgusticified! We just want to tell you, we're all on your side! We share your loathing!" They exclaimed, rounding on Eponine. Eponine rolled her eyes.

"What is this feeling so sudden and new?" Eponine and Galinda sang, glaring at eachother.

"Unadulterated loathing." The students sang in counterpoint.

"I felt the moment I laid eyes on you!"

"For her face, her voice, her clothing."

"My pulse us rushing, my head is reeling!"

"We loathe it all!" The students cried out.

"Oh what is this feeling?"

"Every little trait however small,"

"Does it have a name?"

"Makes our very flesh begin to crawl!"

"Yes!" They all exclaimed

"Loathing!" Eponine and Galinda were inches from eachother now. Eponine towered over Galinda.

"Loathing."

"There's a strange exhileration!"

"Loathing!"

"And such total detestation!"

"Loathing."

"So pure, so strong! Though I do admit it came on fast, still I do believe that it can last! And I will be loathing for forever, loathing truly deeply loathing you! My whole life long!" Eponine looked at Galinda and grinned malevolantly.

"BOO!" She exclaimed. Galinda screamed shrilly. Eponine doubled over, laughing at Galinda's reaction. Galinda turned a brilliant shade of red and then grinned maliciously at Eponine.

"Scare me all you want, you'll never have him." She hissed. Eponine stopped laughing and looked at her, shocked.

"What are you–"

"I saw how you looked at him. He's mine. I like him and he likes me. He'll never be yours."

"His opinion of you might change when I tell him what a bitch you are." Eponine said coldly. Galinda laughed meanly.

"And who do you think he's going to believe? The girl he likes or an ogre? Face it, 'Ponine, he doesn't love you and he never will." Galinda said with a smirk. Eponine had to run out of the room, she refused to let Galinda see her cry. She wouldn't give her the satisfaction.

The tears burned as they streamed down Eponine's cheeks. She ran down the halls, trying to find an exit. Once she saw a door, she started to run even faster and accidentally bumped into someone.

"Sorry," she said, her voice shaking, as she ran outside. "Damn..." she whispered as more tears well from her eyes. She wiped them away quickly with her sleeve, but they kept falling, burning as they dripped down her cheeks.

"'Ponine?"

Eponine turned at the sound of her name and saw Marius.

"'Ponine, what's wrong?" he asked her. She didn't reply. "Are the other students making fun of you? Don't listen to them, 'Ponine. They don't know you, they don't know how amazing you are!" He said with a smile. Eponine shook her head.

"You're the only one that thinks that, Monsieur. You're the only one that cares about me."

"That's not true! Azelma cares."

"Not enough to talk to me in public."

"Gavroche cares."

"I rarely see him." She said, looking at him. He frowned.

"If they knew you like I do, they would know that you're amazing."

"They don't want to know me, Monsieur. I'm green; I'm different."

"Who ever said that being different is a bad thing?" he asked her.

"Everybody... apart from you."

"'Ponine..." he wiped away her tears and then pulled her into a warm embrace. She buried her face in his chest. "Eponine, you are the most amazing person I've ever met." he told her, holding her close.

"Do you really mean that, Monsieur?"

"Of course I do." he assured her. He pulled back when he noticed Galinda walking over to them. Eponine looked up and saw her. Galinda smiled her biggest, whitest, fakest smile.

"I have to go." Eponine muttered, animosity colouring her voice as she looked at the blissful blonde. She ran off. Marius watched her go, but was then distracted by Galinda flirting with him.

...

Eponine kept running, not really sure of where she was heading. She just knew that she had to get far away from Marius and Galinda. Oh, I hate that blonde! she thought venomously. She was now off campus. She was in a poorer part of France. She looked around and she noticed the way people were staring at her.

"What? Never seen a green person before?" She asked them loudly. Most of them looked away, but some continued to stare. Eponine rolled her eyes and tried not to care about what they thought of her. Then she felt someone grab her wrist. She turned and found herself face to face a man who looked to be no more than a couple years older than her.

"Need someone to love you?" he asked her, his voice surprisingly soft. She shook her head. "Come now, just look at you! No one would ever love you, so why not let me?" She shook her head again. He pulled her close to him. "Everyone needs somebody to love them." He whispered. He kissed her neck. She tried to pull away from him, but she was malnourished and weak. He was much stronger than her.

"Let go of me!" she hissed, trying once again to pull away. He dragged her into a dark alleyway and pushed her up against the side of a building. She hit her head rather hard against the wall. "Leave me alone!" She shouted as she shoved him away. She'd caught him off guard and he stumbled back a bit. Eponine made a run for it, trying to get as far away from him as possible. She did not get very far before he tackled her and pinned her to the ground and dug his nails into her arm, drawing blood. "No!" she cried out. Her cries were unheard or otherwise ignored. He flipped her over so that she was on her back. Tears burned in her eyes as he pushed her skirt up past her knees and started to undo his trousers. Then, it started to rain. Eponine screamed in pure agony as the rain burned her skin. Her scream could be heard for miles around. It was this scream that saved her from being raped.

Marius, having heard the scream, figured that Eponine had got caught in the rain. He started to run towards the general direction that the scream had come from. He found Eponine pinned to the ground.

"Get off her!" Marius growled with such pure anger in his voice. He went over and pulled the man off of her. He threw him to the ground and then pinned him down. He started to punch him, rather hard. Blood poured from the man nose. The man tried several times to get Marius off of him, but to no avail. Marius continued to beat the man to within an inch of his life.

"M-Marius, that's enough. You're killing him." Eponine said, her pain evident in her voice. She tried to shield herself from the rain with her jacket, but the water soaked through. She whimpered as it burned her skin.

"Good. The bastard deserves to die." Marius replied. Eponine had never heard him sound so angry. The man was unconscious now.

"If the police find out it was you, you'll go to jail," Eponine tried to reason with him, "please just stop." He listened this time and stopped beating the man. He got up and then helped Eponine up. He took off his jacket and handed it to her. She used it to shield herself from the rain. Marius picked her up and ran back to Shiz. He brought her inside. Most of her burns were bleeding rather badly. He brought her to the hospital wing of the University. He stayed by her side all night.

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