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Chapter 11: Blue Eyes

Dániel and Gavroche were the only ones at the theatre when Éponine returned at sunset, and they were surprised to see she had a bunch of roses with her.

Dániel raised his brow. "Who are they from?" Eponine instantly blushed.

"Marius, Marius! That's who they are from...because Eponine loves Marius." Gavroche answered for her in a sing-songy voice, his words causing her to go scarlet. I've blushed too much today because of Marius, She thought.

Dániel smiled. "I would like to meet this Marius." He regarded Éponine. "So does Ep. She likes to meet him lots and the other night-" Looking at Éponine, Dániel could've sworn all the blood in her body was going to her face which can't have been a good thing, so he cut in.

"Now, Gavroche, you've said enough." He jokingly clasped a hand onto Gavroche's mouth, who immediately struggled.

Éponine laughed and went to the place she'd been sleeping, on one of the old theatre curtains that had become too threadbare for display so it had been taken down, but despite this it was almost bliss for her.

Éponine began to wonder if Marius really was coming that Wednesday. Whilst she was waiting, she looked at all the people around her.

There was a rich girl who she instantly envied. I could've been her if Father hadn't drank our money away. The girl had golden hair that was loose down her back without a tangle. She had large blue eyes, and her clothes must have cost at least 100 francs.

Something about this girls eyes seemed familiar. A memory began to stir...

7-year-old Éponine skipped inside with Azelma after they'd been out. "Now, my gems, have you found any treasure?" Thenardier pounced on the opportunity for money as soon as he came in. "Not today, Papa." Éponine replied. That was then she realised her mother wasn't in. She was instantly afraid. Her mother stopped her father...but she wasn't here. "NOT TODAY? I'LL GIVE YOU NOT TODAY, YOU LITTLE BRATS!" Their father struck them both, causing them to fall to the floor. After a moment, Éponine rose a little, rubbing her stinging face, and turned to comfort a crying Azelma. She realised Cosette was sat under a table watching them, large blue eyes staring out from her pale, dirt smeared face...

Éponine looked back at the girl, who was now leaving. The man with the girl kept glancing at Éponine oddly.

Big blue eyes. No...it cannot be Cosette, the lark. Cosette's eyes were full of fear, whilst this girls eyes know only happiness and can't understand fear. She was aroused from her thoughts when Marius sat beside her.

"Hey there, 'Ponine." There was a new sound in that voice Éponine loved so, that she didn't recognise. "Hello, Monsieur." Her face lit up after he'd spoken.

"'Ponine, you know there is a boy you love? I think I must know that feeling. I've seen a girl..." He trailed off. A moment.

"And?" Eponine's voice was a little husky, and there was an edge of pain to it. He didn't notice.

"Oh, she is beautiful!" He sighed blissfully. Eponine felt as if an icy hand had clasped over her heart. Unlike me.

"'Ponine! I must go! Farewell." He rose and left, wrapped in his own thoughts, leaving Eponine standing and staring after him, leaving a goodbye to fade on her tongue.

Éponine still went on Saturday.

But he never turned up.

He wasn't there.

He was good as gone to Éponine.

"Éponine!" A familiar female voice was heard. She turned slowly, facing Azelma and her mother.

Oh, so she'd been found.

She didn't care anymore.