A/N: Same as before, Modern AU high school, this time Éponine, Cosette, and Marius are juniors, and the rest are seniors. Oh, and Valjean is called Fauchelevent in this one.
Combeferre ran down the hallway as he heard the late bell ring. He was late, again. It was only Thursday, and he managed to be late everyday that week. He ran inside his first period class.
"That is the third time you've been late," his teacher said sternly. "You know the rules, Combeferre. Detention."
"What?" asked Combeferre, dumbstruck. This was the first time he had ever gotten a detention in all of his years at school. "But…you don't understand…my alarm clock—"
"Report to the detention room on Saturday. Don't be late. Now sit down," Combeferre sighed and sat in his seat.
Enjolras stared at his teacher, amazed at what he was saying.
"So, the people thrive under a monarchy?" Enjolras asked, sarcastically.
The teacher sighed, "Under a good monarchy."
Enjolras laughed. "Good monarchy, that's an oxymoron!"
"If you can't take this seriously—"
"Oh, I take this class seriously, it's you who I don't take seriously," Enjolras said. The whole class held their breath. No one talked to a teacher like that.
"Detention. Saturday," the teacher said, narrowing his eyes. "And maybe it'll help you rethink your big mouth." Enjolras was slightly hurt. He did not have a big mouth. Grantaire and Bahorel had big mouths, as well as Courfeyrac. He was just trying to get his point across. And the stupid school system had decided that student's must respect stupid teachers.
"Bahorel, is it?" the aide asked him. Bahorel nodded slowly. "Why did you punch the boy?" the aide asked, narrowing her eyes.
"He was being annoying," Bahorel shrugged.
"This kind of bullying will not be tolerated here," she said.
"It wasn't bullying! He was mocking me!" Bahorel exclaimed.
"So you'd thought you'd beat him up? Saturday, report for detention," the aide said. Bahorel sighed.
Grantaire sat in front of Principal Fauchelevent.
"You were drinking alcohol, is that true?" he asked.
"Yep," said Grantaire.
"And you are underage?"
"No," Grantaire said, sharply.
"But you shared with some students who were underage?" the principal pressed on.
Grantaire sighed. His friends wanted some, and some were technically underage. "Yeah," he said.
"You know the rules about alcohol in school," the principal continued, sternly.
Grantaire nodded. Expulsion.
"But, you are of age," the principal said, surprising Grantaire. "As long as you don't bring anymore to school, and don't share it with under aged students, you'll be allowed to stay in school. Of course, you'll be receiving detention every Saturday for a month, starting this weekend. Is that clear?"
Grantaire nodded, knowing he got off lucky. If he was in front of Vice Principal Javert, he'll be out of the school before he uttered a single world. He got up and left the office.
Courfeyrac stared at his detention slip in hatred. All he did was flirt with a girl, and then she got all annoyed and told a teacher. He was just flirting! How else was he supposed to get girls to like him? Besides, sometimes he does it involuntarily. And now, it wasn't flirting it was 'harassment'. Courfeyrac sighed and made a mental note not to plan anything for Saturday.
Jehan snapped back to attention at his teacher. His teacher sighed.
"Jehan, pay attention."
"I'm sorry."
"Really? You haven't taken any notes for 30 minutes and you've failed the last two tests!" The whole class snickered at him. "I think you need a proper detention to clear your mind, and make you realize that school is important."
"I know school's important, it's just that—"
"Just come on Saturday," his teacher said, turning to continue the lesson. Jehan was scared of detention. That was where the big people like Montparnasse reigned. He sighed, knowing he'll be a goner.
Feuilly had forgotten his homework again. He kept misplacing it, and he was so disorganized. He didn't have any time to organize thanks to his after-school job. So, it came as no surprise when the teacher gave him the detention.
Marius and Cosette were texting each other during class. Both got their phones taken away and given a detention. Marius tried his normal puppy-dog face, but the teacher ignored him. Cosette wanted to take it up with her father, the principal, but she was told by him that she'll learn her lesson in detention.
Éponine's stomach growled as she stared at the muffins in the cafeteria. She was starving, and had no lunch money left. An idea came to her as she saw money poking out of a guy's pocket. She grabbed it as she accidently bumped into him. She bought that muffin, but her victory was short-lived.
"Where did my money go? Hey, you!" Unfortunately, the guy was smart and figured out what had happened. Éponine didn't feel like lying, and she was rewarded with a detention for telling the truth.
Bossuet had bad luck. That day, it was being in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was just randomly given a detention by Vice Principal Javert. He had forgotten to grab the hall pass on the way to the bathroom, and was now being accused of skipping class. It took all of Bossuet's will not to pee right there.
Joly and Musichetta actually did skip class. Joly was hesitant at first, but he couldn't say no to Musichetta. Musichetta took him by the hand, and they walked around. Then they started making out in a corner. A teacher walking by saw them, and gave them both detentions.
"Well, at least we'll be together," Musichetta said, walking with Joly back to class.
No one told anyone about getting a detention. A few were embarrassed, a few didn't think it was important, and some had other things on their mind. Éponine talked with Montparnasse, and was surprised to find out that he managed to not get a detention that Saturday.
Marius arrived to detention early, and was the first one there. Cosette's father had pulled her aside.
"Don't worry, detention's not that bad. If Vice Principal Javert gives you guys any trouble, let me know," he said.
Cosette nodded, and she walked inside the room. She smiled when she saw Marius, sitting in the front row. Cosette sat next to him. Combeferre walked in and was surprised to see, out of all people, Marius and Cosette. He just sat down and pulled out a book. More and more walked in. When Bahorel came, he grinned. "Party in detention?!" He sat down and put his feet on the desk. Enjolras walked in and Grantaire snorted.
"Yell at a teacher again?" he asked, smirking.
"Yes, I can't help it; they're all so…stupid!" Enjolras said, sitting down.
"At least you didn't make this one cry like the last time," Courfeyrac said, sitting next to Jehan.
"Now that was pretty funny," Éponine said.
Javert walked in, and everyone shut up and sat down. He surveyed the room and glared at them all.
"No talking, eating, drinking, breathing, standing, humming, laughter, giggles, or anything like that," he said, before sitting down at his desk.
This continued for 10 minutes, until he got up to go to the teacher's room.
"If I find out anyone has done anything, there will be another detention," Javert said, before leaving.
Once he was out the door, they all got up and socialized. Then they talked about what they got in for.
"Yelled at a teacher," Enjolras said, not looking up from his laptop.
"Got in a fight," Bahorel said, to no one's surprise.
"Flirted," Courfeyrac grinned and winked.
"Walked into Javert," Bossuet said sadly.
"PDA with Joly," Musichetta said, playing with her hair.
"Skipping class with Musichetta," Joly said, yawning.
"Stealing some money to get food," Éponine said annoyed.
"Texting my love, Cosette," Marius looked at Cosette with corny romance in his eyes.
"Texting my dear Marius," Cosette grinned. Everyone groaned.
"Drinking and sharing my drink. Nice job, who gave it Gavroche again?" Grantaire asked, glaring at them.
"Wait, you gave my brother alcohol?!" Éponine said, giving her infamous death glare.
"Noooo…" Courfeyrac said.
"I wasn't paying attention," Jehan said, shrugging.
"Late to class, again," said Combeferre.
"Forgot my homework," Feuilly said.
"Everyone freeze!" Grantaire shouted. He grabbed his sketchbook from his bag and pulled out a pencil. "If you are not Courfeyrac or Jehan, you may resume," he said, walking over to the two boys. Courfeyrac was sitting on Jehan's desk, facing him. He had reached over to put a lock of hair behind Jehan's ear. His fingers were slightly touching the top of his ear, but both boys were blushing at being caught in this exchange.
Grantaire moved around to find the best angle and began sketching them. Everyone else backed off to let Grantaire have some space. Grantaire drew their faces in full detail. Everyone was watching him like they were in a trance. Finally, he stopped.
"Done," he said, proudly. Courfeyrac removed his arm, which was sore and tingly.
Éponine took that moment to yell at Grantaire for giving Gavroche alcohol. Musichetta dragged Bossuet and Joly over to a corner, where they all hugged and kissed. Marius and Cosette occupied another corner.
"Guys, Javert's coming back!" said Courfeyrac, who was taking the watch.
Everyone sat down in their seats.
"On the count of three," said Courfeyrac. "One…two…three…"
Everyone cheered for one second and then Javert threw open the door, a mad look in his eyes. Everyone looked at him peacefully.
"Is there something wrong, Vice Principal Javert?" Enjolras asked, frowning.
Javert got red in the face. Grantaire was quietly sketching this scene from underneath his desk. Javert glared at all of them, before leaving to go potty.
"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Marius asked Enjolras, grinning.
"Marius, you're never thinking," Éponine said.
"Barricade time," said Enjolras. "Let's block the door." The students created a barricade in front of the door (which opened inwards) out of their desks and chairs.
"Wow, we're good at making barricades," Feuilly said, nodding.
They all sat against the barricade and smiled as they heard pounding on the door.
"WHO'S DOING THIS?" Javert yelled.
"FRENCH REVOLUTION!" Enjolras cried out, the first thing that had popped into his mind.
"WE WILL NEVER BACK DOWN!" screamed Grantaire.
"BEG FOR MERCY!" Courfeyrac yelled.
"LET ME IN RIGHT NOW OR ELSE—!" Javert screamed.
"PUT A SOCK IN IT!" Bahorel shouted.
"What's going on?" a voice came, from the other side of the door. The students paled as they recognized Principal Fauchelevent. He was forgiving, but this might be stretching it.
"Hide," Joly whispered.
They quickly tore down the barricade and hid around the room. There were six huge, floor-to-ceiling cabinets. Marius and Cosette hid in one, Musichetta, Joly, and Bossuet hid in another (it was rather cramped, but they didn't care), Courfeyrac and Jehan hid in the next one. Another one held Éponine and Combeferre. Bahorel and Feuilly went in one, while Grantaire and Enjolras claimed the last one.
Principal Fauchelevent surveyed the destroyed classroom. Javert was fuming. He sighed and walked over to the cabinets. He pulled all of the students out. He gave Cosette a stern look for being in the cabinet with Marius. Jehan was very pink, and Bahorel decided he did not want to know what was going in there with Courfeyrac.
"Well, it looks like you'll be in detention for a month now. Every Saturday. And please, no more barricades," said Principal Fauchelevent.
"Yes, Principal Fauchelevent," the students chorused.
"Cosette, I will speak with you when we get home," Fauchelevent said, turning to his daughter.
Everyone oohed and Cosette's cheeks turned pink.
"Now, you will all clean up this mess immediately, and then you are free to go," he continued.
Everyone nodded and got to work cleaning up.
Cosette had to leave immediately with her father.
Joly was driving Musichetta and Bossuet home.
Courfeyrac kissed Jehan on the cheek, before leaving.
Éponine was going to walk home, and Combeferre offered her a ride.
"Same time, Saturday!" Grantaire called out to his friends as they all departed. "Let's make a record!"
Every Saturday for the rest of the year, they would all meet at Saturday detentions. Soon, they started bringing drinks and food with them, and it became a party. Javert kept trying to catch them at it, but they were too careful. Whenever there's was anyone extra in detention, they were scarred for life. Everyone was having a good time, until someone mentioned it going on their permanent record for college. Combeferre and Enjolras paled and ran down to Principal Fauchelevent's office.