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Enjolras walked into Musain High early Monday morning, curls blowing haphazardly around his face in the wind and red coat back on his shoulders.

A stack of books was heavy in his arms and even though the halls were virtually empty, he scanned them again and again for someone he knew was not there.

Thoughts of Eponine flitted through his mind, and were gone again in a flash, leaving him breathless. The bigger, more Enjolras side of him constantly reminded him that all Eponine was, was a girl. "You don't care about girls." the voce in his head chided him. But there was a tiny part of him that had been forming ever since that crack in his marble heart began to form, that always told him: "But, 'Ponine's not just any girl. And you like girls."

Both sides of him were right. Enjolras did not like girls. He thought they were loud, obnoxious, and hard to understand. But, he did like Eponine, sort of. Every time he was around her, the tiny part of him that was not at all Enjolras-like would come out and the stern, commanding side of him would stay locked away.

The crack in his heart grew ever bigger.

Eponine closed the door to her little shed and strode inside the school. She headed down the main hall, to go to her locker, but then noticed two figures standing by her locker, and she immediately retreated the other way.

One was in a familiar red waistcoat, golden curls disheveled but handsome. The other was tall, red haired, and in a gray vest. Why were Marius and Enjolras so hard to avoid? She shook the unpleasant thoughts of the two out of her mind, and, picking a pencil up off the floor, headed to class.

At lunchtime, Eponine again tried to head for her locker, and again found her path barred by the two she wished to avoid. A part of her was asking why she wanted to stay away from the boys that were her friends, and the other part of her reminded her that Marius didn't care about her anymore, and if she let Enjolras in, he would forget about her as swiftly as Marius had.

She walked up to the lunchroom and sat down in her usual corner spot, lost in thought. In fact, she was so deeply lost that nothing could pull her out of her reverie but another one of Marius's friends. She looked up and finally placed his name. Joly.

Joly sat down next to her and pulled out a piece of paper. "Marius wants me to give this to you so you can give it to Cossette." He handed the folded paper to her and then with a small nod, left for another table.

Eponine glanced about to make sure no one was watching, and then she unfolded to paper.

Dear Cossette, it read.

I have never met anyone like you in all my years. You are beautiful, kind, funny, smart, and as radiant as the sun. No, more then the sun! You shine brighter then every star in the universe, Cossette!

I am so lucky to have met you. You are a gift from the angels. No, you are an angel. Even your hair shines, Cossette! You are the most wonderful, wonderful girl I've ever had to fortune to run across. And so glad I am that I have run across you!

I know you feel the same, Cossette, and for that I am eternally grateful.

Love,

Marius.

As Eponine began to read, she mentally replaced every Cossette with an Eponine and before she even knew what she was doing, had replaced Marius with Enjolras. She stared down at the paper in shock. "Is that really what I want?" she thought. With no more hesitation, she strode across the room and dumped the paper in the trash, mind roiling.

Enjolras stuffed his book bag as full as it would go, then grabbed the other books he needed from his locker before deftly closing it with a foot. He scanned the hall another time, and to his immense relief, saw Eponine moving towards the door. He began to dash madly down the hall, trying to catch her before she left.

As he neared the door, he saw that she was talking to Marius. He stopped in his tracks. Stupid Pontmercy, he thought. Ruining everything.

"Wait, ruining everything?" the other part of him thought. "What's to ruin? You don't even like her!" a voice in his head yelled. Enjolras sighed, before heading towards the door.

He strode down the street, eager to get back to his apartment and drown himself in studies. There was that French Revolution project that needed to get done, and those math problems. There were also notes to be taken, and he needed to read another section in Les Miserables…

Enjolras smiled faintly. Studies always took precedence in both sides of his mind.

Enjolras had just turned on the light in his apartment when there was a huge thunderclap. The lights flickered once, then went out. Great, he thought. Can't do homework without light…

He dumped his stuff on his bed, then went to microwave himself some leftovers. Oh yeah, he thought bleakly. Microwave's out, too. He opened his fridge and saw with some dismay that most of it was leftovers. He sighed. Food was the other thing both sides of his brain agreed on.

Enjolras dug through the pockets of his scarlet coat before finding some money. McDonalds will have to do, he thought. before throwing his coat on and stepping out into the pouring rain.

Once he had finished his burger, he was resolved to go check the power at his own place. He hurried down the street, rain beating down on him, soaking his coat and his curls.

Suddenly, a very mangy-looking man burst out of the door of a nearby store and ran into Enjolras. "Watch where you're going, asshole." he growled. Enjolras was about to make some sardonic response, but then he heard the man mutter: "I'm going to find you, 'Ponine."

'Ponine? Enjolras thought for a moment, and then began to follow the man down the street.

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