A/N: I don't own Les Mis, how sad :(

Cosette and Valjean were, as usual, sitting in the Luxembourg Gardens. Cosette was bored. She then noticed a handsome blond young man walk past her.

"Bonjour, monsieur!" she shouted, running up to him.

"Leave me alone," Enjolras said, quickening his pace.

"Oh, but I think I lost something!" Cosette was trying to make him be sociable and talk.

"Well then, I hope you find it," Enjolras, desperate of getting away from her, swiftly jogged away.

"Great," Cosette sighed.

She then noticed another young gentleman with glasses strode by her.

"Hello!" she called.

Combeferre stopped and turned to her. "Why, hello, mademoiselle," he replied.

"I think I lost something. Will you help me find it?" she asked.

"I would, but I have to go study," 'Ferre replied.

"Oh well, that's okay," Cosette said. Grrr! They don't seem to like me! she thought.

Soon after 'Ferre left she saw three students walk past her and Valjean's bench.

Lesgles noticed her first.

"Bonsoir, mam'selle! Doing anything tonight?" he asked.

"Uh, I don't think so," she replied.

"Meet him at the Musain tonight," Bahorel called.

"But we have a meeting and you know how Enjolras would act with a girl around…." Joly whispered.

"Oh! So you want her?" The Eagle of Meaux snapped.

"Are you forgetting Musichetta?"

"Oh, right,"

"Au revoir, mam'selle!" Lesgles called over his shoulder.

Cosette saw two other students sit at the bench next to her's.

"Uh, Jehan, do you think you could write a poem about Poland before we study?" Feuilly asked.

"Sure. I'll give it to you tomorrow," Prouvaire replied.

"Yoo-hoo! Bonjour, gentlemen!" Cosette kneeled next to Feuilly's side of the bench.

"Whatever it was, I didn't do it," he said.

"Ditto," Jehan chorused.

"Oh, well, never mind. I see that you're studying. I won't disturb you," she sadly left and sat next to Valjean again. He didn't seem to notice.

She hurriedly scanned over the Gardens to look for another boy to talk with. There wasn't any, except another student dragging a drunk to his apartment.

Courfeyrac dropped Grantaire's leg and saw Cosette from across the street. He carefully crossed it and kneeled next to her.

"Doing anything tonight?"

"I was just going to ask you the same thing,"

"Are you?"

"Well, I think I might be going to Café Musain tonight but…"

"Yes?"

Cosette looked at Courfeyrac. He sure looked like a ladies' man but…

"Um, how about tomorrow?" she said.

"I'll be here tomorrow. You going to be at the Gardens too?" he replied.

"I think so."

"Well, I try to make plans with you tomorrow," Courfeyrac marched down the street to drag Grantaire to his garret,

Cosette was about to give up hope when she saw a law student sit on the bench where Jehan and Feuilly were.

Marius looked up. Cosette noticed him. She had this weird feeling inside. She didn't know what to do.

"Papa?" she whispered into Valjean's ear.

"Yes, dear?" he whispered back.

"I think I'm in love."

A/N: Awwww. Wasn't that cute?