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DISCLAIMER: Do I even need to say that I don't own Les Mis? *cries* Oh, and I don't own Mean Girls either...

Enjolras' POV

I went to school the next morning with a huge smile on my face. I was still happy from what happened yesterday. As I was getting stuff from my locker for my next period, I heard smooching sounds behind me. It was getting louder and louder and honestly, it annoyed me. I shut my locker door when I felt like I couldn't stand it anymore so I turned around to see who were smooching. My jaw dropped when I saw Melanie and a new guy that I haven't seen before, kissing so passionately. I felt myself fire up inside my body and I just wanted to kick the asshole's fucking ass real hard. Then I figured out that it was my problem that I agreed to date a bitch in the first place so I went to History class, my next period, without even feeling the slightest depression that she cheated on me. I sat in my seat next to Marius and slammed my stuff on the table in front of me. Marius turned to me and said, "What's the matter? Have you been cheated on?" I glared at him. "You can say that again." Marius chuckled as Eponine came into the class. I could see that she was ignoring me and was hardly making any eye contact with anyone. She sat in the front row of the class, next to Musichetta. Then, Mr. Valjean came into the class and set down his papers on his desk. "Good morning, everyone. Today, we're going to start a new unit. The French Revolution." I high-fived Marius since it was our favorite unit in History class so I really was looking forward to that. "So, we are going to start with a project." Mr. Valjean said. I could hear other students groaning and saying "No! I don't want to do a project". But I and Marius were actually looking forward to doing a project so we sat quietly, waiting for Mr. Valjean to explain the project. "I am going to pair you up and it's going to be boy and girl. No buts, please. So…can I have Joly and Musichetta, please? Marius and Rose. Eponine and Enjolras. Francoise and Richard." As he continued to call out partners, I thought about what he just said. I couldn't believe that Mr. Valjean paired me up with Eponine. She would kill me especially when we have to stick together and work on projects. "Now I would like you to sit with your partners, please and I'll hand you a sheet of paper that explains the project." I watched as Eponine slowly made her way to the seat next to me, the one that Marius occupied several minutes ago. "Hi." She said, avoiding my eyes. "Hi." I greeted back. At that moment, I felt like grabbing her and screaming, "Talk to me like you used to!" but then again, she was mad at me. "I'm going to do half and you do half. Is that okay with you?"She asked after she read the assignment sheet. "OK. So, let's divide it up. I'm going to do the timeline and you do the important figures." She nodded and didn't utter a word after that. Then, we heard Mr. Valjean say, "Keep working and I'll be back in about half an hour." We worked for the rest of the class and Mr. Valjean didn't come back even when the bell rang so our class just dismissed ourselves. I was really glad I went the whole morning without even thinking about my and Melanie's breakup. That is, until lunch. I walked down the stairs to the cafeteria, thinking hard about the breakup. I didn't even notice Bossuet walking beside me as we made our way down to the first floor. It was extremely loud and there were many people already in line at the food stands. I quickly went to buy a plate of sushi, brought my food over to the table where Les Amis were sitting and sat down next to 'Ferre. Then I saw Melanie heading my way, without her "boyfriend". She came straight to me and put her hands on my shoulders, rubbing them gently. Then I could feel her peppermint breathe on my neck. "Hi, Enjy." She said, almost kissing my cheek. I scooted myself over to 'Ferre's side and said, "Melanie. It's over."

"What do you mean, Enj? Why didn't you sit with us? You chose to sit with your poor friends. How about us? The way-more-rich-and-sexy guys. What happened?"

"Melanie! It's over, you fucking bitch! I saw you cheating on me with some asshole this morning so don't even think about putting on your "bitchy attitude" just to get me back! By the way, you dress like shit and even though you're pretty, you're brain is hollow. Oh, and you can tell anyone in this world about our breakup because I don't. Fucking. Care!" She gasped overdramatically, stomped her feet on the ground, glared at me and screamed, "WHO THE HELL CARES ABOUT YOU ANYWAY? BTW, I'M NOT A BITCH AND THE 'ASSHOLE' OF YOURS HAS A NAME! IT'S MONTPARNASSE! YOU'RE THE ASSHOLE, BY THE WAY! IT IS FUCKING 'OVER'! THERE ARE SO MANY GUYS BETTER THAN YOU!"

"Oh, yeah? Why did you fucking date me, then? I don't give a damn about what the asshole's name is! You know who is a pain in the ass? You and your fucking little bitch group! And don't ever call me 'Enjy' again! Now go fuck yourselves!" I shouted back. Her scream echoed through the whole cafeteria and soon, she stormed off with her 2 stupid followers, Juliette and Adrienne. I couldn't believe she came over and pretended nothing happened. I mean, the smooching thing this morning was some serious shit and yet, she made it a really small detail of the day. I turned to my friends, who were staring at me in confusion. "Guys, it's seriously nothing." I assured them.

"Now THAT was something I've never seen." Feuilly said.

"I bet Regina George couldn't beat that!" Courf said.

"Oh, and Juliette is probably Karen because she's the dumbest person I've ever met and Adrienne is definitely the Gretchen material." Bahorel said as everyone at the table started to laugh. "How did she cheat on you anyway?" Bossuet asked.

"Well, she was kissing an unknown guy that's called 'Montparnasse' or something this morning when yesterday, she was still taking me to her house. So we dated for, like, a night…" I said.

"Well, maybe it was a bad idea, after all, to say that love is divine. You know, Enjolras, sometimes, love can be a pain in the neck." Jehan said. I nodded as 'Ferre stood up, holding a piece of paper in his hand. "In the name of the student council, I would like to announce the Homecoming dance. It is next week on Friday and please, bring a date if you're coming. And it's in the gym."

"Are we forced to go?"Asked Eponine.

"Actually, yes, you are. It's just the school's policy to help students socialize more. It's nothing serious. Thank you for reminding me, Ep." Replied 'Ferre as he sat back down.

"Oh, and is there going to be alcohol?" R asked. "R!" Everyone groaned in unison. "I was just asking!"

"No, Grantaire. There is never going to be alcohol in school. Keep that in mind." 'Ferre answered. The bell rang, signaling that lunch ended.