Part Two: Chapter Nine

Over the next few weeks, Libertè kept finding that her mind would wander to thoughts of George. She tried her hardest to stop them, but it was very hard, and she wasn't sure why she couldn't stop thinking about him. Why was he getting to her so much? She didn't have the time for romance. It would only distract her from her goals, wouldn't it? One afternoon while she, Gabriel, and Madeleine were sitting in the courtyard eating lunch, Libertè found her mind wandering to George yet again. She turned her attention to the couple, trying to push the thoughts away.

"So, when is the wedding?" she asked.

"In a month," Madeleine replied with a smile, slipping her hand into Gabriel's hand.

"Libertè might have a guest joining her at the wedding," Gabriel smirked.

Libertè stared daggers at Gabriel, frustrated that he brought George into the conversation that was supposed to distract her from him.

Madeleine turned to the fuming girl, "Oh? Who might that be?"

"No one will be joining me at the wedding. Gabriel is referring to someone I met when I collided with them a few weeks ago. Your fiancé is simply being an immature idiot," Libertè said bitingly.

Gabriel rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say, Libertè."

Madeleine giggled at her fiancé's comment and the expression on her friend's face.

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As time went on, Libertè found herself thinking about George more and more, and she wished it would stop. It was driving her crazy. She thought that maybe if she saw him again, she'd stop thinking about him so much.

She and Gabriel were studying in the library when she heard a voice say, "Mademoiselle."

Libertè looked up and immediately recognized the person who had addressed her. It was George.

"Libertè," she corrected.

He smiled, "Right, Libertè."

Then he turned to Gabriel, "I don't believe we've met."

Gabriel stuck his hand out to George, "Gabriel Moreau," he introduced.

"Nice to meet you, Gabriel. I'm George. Are you two together?" he asked, gesturing between the two.

Gabriel had to stifle a laugh.

"We are merely close friends," Libertè said, blushing.

"Yes. I am engaged and Libertè isn't in a relationship at all. In fact, she's completely available," Gabriel smiled.

Libertè was furious. She couldn't believe he'd really just said that. She promptly slammed her foot down on top of his under the table, making him gasp slightly and squirm in his seat. George grew a little red out of embarrassment as well.

"Oh, I see. Actually, I came over here to ask you something. I'm new at this university, and I'm lost. I recognized you so I thought I'd come ask you for help. Could one of you point me in the right direction?" he asked.

Gabriel focused his attention back on his school book, pretending to ignore George's question and forcing Libertè to help the young man. Libertè huffed at her friend before standing.

"I'd be happy to help you, George. Where are you headed?" she asked.

He told her the name of his law class and professor before she walked outside with him and told him where to go.

"I have friend that's a law student. His name is Antoine Roux. If you find him and tell him that you're a friend of mine, he'd be happy to help you," she offered.

"Thank you, Libertè," he smiled before walking away.

She watched him go, and felt that same feeling bubble up again, frustrating her more. When she stepped back into the library and met Gabriel's gaze, her icy blue eyes produced a deathly glare. She sat back down at the table.

"You're insufferable!" she whispered angrily.

"I'd be happy to help you, George," he mocked, trying to imitate Libertè's voice.

Libertè stamped on his foot again, and he yelped.

"Ow! Would you stop that?" he exclaimed.

"You first," Libertè growled.

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Later that afternoon before the kids were home from school, a letter came to the manor. It was addressed to President and Madame Rousseau as well as Libertè, Gavroche, and Jolie Rousseau. Eponine opened it and saw it was the invitation to Gabriel and Madeleine's wedding. She walked to Enjolras's study, where he sat bent over his writing, and handed him the invitation.

"What's this?" he asked, looking up at her as he took the slip of paper.

"It's the invitation to Gabriel and Madeleine's wedding," she answered.

Enjolras nodded, quickly reading over the invitation.

"You know, it won't be long until we'll have to send out invitations," Eponine said.

Enjolras looked up at her, his eyebrows raised.

"Has Libertè met someone and not told me?"

"No, but she is getting to that age. She hasn't yet, but I'm sure she'll meet someone soon."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that. She is incredibly focused on her school. I don't think anything could deter her from her goals," he reasoned.

"You thought the same thing about yourself at one time and look at where we are now. You are married and had three children. Libertè will find someone one day, just as you found me," she smiled, sitting down in his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Not if I have anything to do with it," Enjolras joked.

Eponine rolled her eyes, "You can play the overprotective father role all you want, Enjolras, but when the time comes when Libertè is madly in love with some boy who makes her happy, you'll give in. You'll melt."

Enjolras placed a kiss on the tip of her nose before looking back up at her.

"Maybe so, but I still hope it doesn't happen any time soon, 'Ponine," he laughed.

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A month went by rather quickly, and Libertè hadn't seen George since the day she gave him directions to his class. Antoine did tell her that he had befriended George and was helping him get used to the campus.

The day of Gabriel and Madeleine's wedding was here so the entire Rousseau family got ready to head to the church. When they took their seats, Libertè made eye contact with Gabriel, who as at the front of the church, and gave him a supportive smile. He looked incredibly nervous. Music began to play, and Madeleine slowly walked down the aisle, the shy girl's cheeks turning red. When she met Gabriel at the front of the church, she looked up at him lovingly, the redness fading. The ceremony began, and not long after it started, it was over. Libertè smiled as her two friends shared their first kiss as husband and wife. She knew that they would have a very happy life together.

Author's Note: Hello readers! Sorry this one's a bit shorter than normal. I just wanted to give everyone a little more of George. Drama is coming! I'll try to update soon. Please REVIEW if you could be so kind! Thanks.

~loislane16