AN: So shout out to those who actually gave me a review! You all get a pie (^.^) HAHA. I'm trying to incorporate more of the boys being immature without it being completely far-fetched and stupid. I don't want it to just be all E&E. Let's keep it light here people.

Disclaimer: I do not own Les Misérables. I also do not, to my immense sadness, own any of the barricade boys. If I did, I would keep them on a leash and bring them everywhere I go. Either that or a tiny doggy purse, but I don't think they'll fit :(

It was their first rehearsal. Eponine got her character down. Her character was a girl who reported her father for sexual and domestic abuse. She ran away and was sent to a bohemian art colony. But she is again abused by the male artists. Yet, she was the hope of the entire musical. She didn't have to do much acting. She just had to sing what she felt. She could relate to a certain degree about the abuse. For her father was a member of the local gang. When she refused to help him or do his will, she would get similar beatings. No weapons, just fists. Still she had to cover up at times.

Enjolras showed up with Marius. They looked again at their scripts. They studied it intensely together. They were both straight A students. Marius was completely in character. But Enjolras wasn't as confident as he once was at auditions. He was simply reciting the lines he already memorized. They all memorized their lines out of sheer excitement, but Enjolras seemed to have lost his edge.

At the end of rehearsals, the director called Enjolras aside.

"Can you be refocused by tomorrow? I can't have an unpassionate Moritz. That's the reason why we cast you for this role. You were the only one who was impassioned when reciting this monologue."

"I'm sorry. It's just this is my first debut as an actor and not as an athlete. I don't really understand the depths of this character yet." Enjolras apologized.

"I already have enough rehearsals with you guys as it is before tech week. You need to research your character more online then. Read over the script. Maybe read the book. Practice in front of the mirror."

Enjolras did just as the director told him. He became better as an actor individually, but he had not progressed much in his suicide scene.

"Eponine, can I talk to you a bit?" Enjolras asked.

"Yeah sure." They sat down at the nearest bench.

"Do you think you could help me out with 'I don't do sadness.' It's not really working out for me. I obviously am not as good as you."

"Are you using flattery to try to get me to help you?"

"Is it working?"

"Yes."

"Then yes."

"When do you want me to come over to your house then?"

"Is this Saturday good for you?" Enjolras checked his iPhone.

"Yes. I'm free whenever." She walked away.

AN: OoOoOoOoOo. INTERACTION! I felt like the next chapter might be a bit rushed. Yes! The kiss! SpOiLer AlERt. wat. The end of the chapter isn't a cliff hanger, but this AN is! Hahahaha. I'm sorry I'm so evil.