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DISCLAIMER: I don't own Les Mis

Eponine's POV

Enjolras and Montparnasse were fighting. Literally. My eyes glued to the sight and I was shocked. I felt Azelma's hand on my shoulder as I walked closer, ignoring the hand. Why would they fight? What was it about? Or who was it about? I squeezed through the crowd and stood between Melanie, who I didn't notice at first, and another girl whose name was Alice. Melanie turned to me and made a face as if I was some kind of ugly animal and moved over to stand just a few inches behind Montparnasse. What? Could it be that they were dating? I looked back to where the fight was going on and decided to stop the fight because they were my friends. (Although Montparnasse wasn't anymore but used to be) "STOP!" I shouted from the bottom of my lungs, as I stepped a little closer in between them. Both of them punched me in the face, Enjolras on the left and Montparnasse on the right. My cheek still stung from the slap from Melanie so it was a double for my left cheek. I turned back and ran towards Cosette and Musichetta. Then, I felt myself almost collapsing but luckily, 'Sette grabbed me before I could fall completely. "What's wrong? Eponine!" I heard 'Sette calling faintly before everything went black.

Musichetta's POV

Cosette and I helped an unconscious Eponine to the school clinic. When we got there, the nurse, Nurse Victurnien, told us to lay her down on the bed. "Cosette, Musichetta. Could you please wait outside? Thank you." She told us as we nodded and went out. While we waited, Enjolras and Montparnasse walked past us into the clinic. They both had purple eyes and red faces. They looked like shit, to be honest. After Montparnasse already went in, as Enjolras grabbed the door knob, I grabbed him by the arm. He released the door knob and turned around. "What is it about? Tell us." 'Sette demanded with her fists clenched on her sides. "An argument. Just the typical boy thing." He answered calmly and matter-of-factly. I turned to 'Sette, who was a steaming pot and she looked mad enough to kill Enjolras. "Cosette, chill." I said but I wasn't expecting the reaction of hers. "CHILL? I WON'T CHILL, MUSICHETTA! THIS IS A SERIOUS ISSUE AND YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE IT LOOK LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED? THAT'S NOT WHAT I'D DO! AND ENJOLR-ASS! YOU TELL ME WHY YOU WERE FIGHTING OR ELSE I'LL MAKE YOU!" To me, her lack of usage of bad words made her shouting less effective but she shouted at him and, because he thought she was a nice and calm kind of girl and not the shouting type, he froze completely. "Fine. It was about Eponine. Other than that, my lips are sealed." With that, he grabbed the door knob again but I didn't let go of his arm since the first time so I pulled him back. "What is with you?" He asked, obviously annoyed of our behavior. "About Eponine? What about her?" I asked. He sighed heavily. "I'm sorry but this is personal and I can't just say the issue for the whole world to know."

"Oh, yeah? Why can't you?" 'Sette asked after she 'recovered' from her outburst. "Like I said, it's personal."

"How personal is it?" I asked. "Very personal? Or you just don't want to admit that you actually like Eponine and you're fighting to get her back just because Montparnasse was her ex."

"I don't like her, Musichetta. And how exactly did you know about her ex?"

"Yes, you do, Enjolras and I know because I know and I'm her best friend so I know everything."

"Give me a break, will you? I said I don't like her and that's me who's talking. Not you. I'm the person you think likes Eponine. Not you. Understand?"

"Look, Mister. I don't waste my time talking to you just to let you throw stupid and idiotic phrases at me and Cosette. We are helping you but you just don't know that. We are trying to-"

"YOU WANTED TO KNOW WHY WE FOUGHT? IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOUR BEST FRIEND! SHE'S PRETTY, SHE'S SMART AND I LOVE HER! THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO KNOW! NOW STOP BUGGING ME!" With that, he jerked my hand off of his arm and went into the clinic, leaving me and 'Sette confused. "Did he just say 'she's pretty, she's smart and I love her'?" 'Sette asked me, scratching her blonde hair. "Oh my God! He said he loves her! 'Sette! He actually said that he loves her!" I exclaimed, hugging 'Sette as we jumped up and down in excitement to tell Eponine that.

Enjolras' POV

I entered the clinic after the asshole Montparnasse and sat down on a chair. Then, I saw Eponine on a bed. Why is she here? Nurse Victurnien finally came over and gave one ice package to each of us and told us to put it on our eyes. "Your eyes are bruised. I can't apply any cream or medicines on it so leave it alone and let it heal." Nurse Victurnien said as she went to check on the other students that were there. Suddenly, I heard a groan. It was from Eponine and as I looked to her direction, she was already sitting up. She looked around the room and then spotted me. My jaw dropped when I saw her cheeks. They were bruised and her under eyes were swollen. "Ep! What are you doing here? Came to see me?"Montparnasse said. She frowned. "If I fucking came to see you, would I be in bed? How stupid can you get?" Montparnasse shrugged and turned to me with an evil grin spread on his face. "She's choosing me, pretty boy. Fuck off." He said loudly enough that Eponine heard. "What did you just say?! All that fighting…was because of…me?! You were fighting over me?!" She almost screamed as she went nearer to her last sentence. "WELL, GUESS WHAT? I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ANY OF YOUR SHIT! I'M NOT, NEVER WAS AND NEVER WILL BE ANY OF YOURS'! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE FOR ONCE!" She got out of bed and ran out of the clinic. "I was yours! Remember? We dated!" Montparnasse shouted after she ran out. Can't that bastard get enough? Hurt swelled up inside of me and for the first time in my life, I wanted to just cry and never stop. I couldn't hold it anymore and sat there, absently playing with the ice package in my hand. "I know you're dating Melanie. It's just that obvious." I said, breaking the awkward silence. He turned to me, confusion spread on his face as if asking, 'Why the hell are you talking to me?' but I didn't care much. "So? I wouldn't imagine why you'd give a damn about my love life." He said, scanning the clinic.

"Why are you dating her? She cheated on me with you, by the way, and it's not like I was calm about it when it happened." I said, trying to sound pretty mad about it.

"I want to be popular and I've always dreamed of being so. Ever since Melanie took an interest in me, my dream came true." Then, he paused a moment before saying, "Why the fuck did I just tell you that? You lured me into this and now you know everything! Fuck you, retarded asshole!" He said and stormed off.

Eponine's POV

I ran out of the clinic, my eyes still purple and my cheeks still stinging badly. I saw Cosette and Musichetta standing outside. They were, for some reason, extremely happy. "What are you two doing here?" I asked them. Suddenly, their smiles got wider and they looked as creepy as the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. I choked out a laugh then licked my dry lips. Something was wrong and I didn't know what was going on. Maybe Joly asked 'Chetta to marry him or maybe Marius asked 'Sette the same thing. Maybe their parents allowed them to have sex at last. Maybe they saved a princess or maybe they went back in time. I don't know! I just stood there, my mind wandering off somewhere else until 'Sette shook me. "Let's go back to our room. We have a surprise for you." She smirked as 'Chetta crept up behind me and put both of her hands on my shoulder, pushing me back to our dorm room. When we got there, we saw 'Ferre standing with Gav at the front door. I raised an eyebrow, which I was pretty sure Gav got what I meant. "He's just delivering me here to you." Gav said as 'Ferre, 'Sette, 'Chetta and I laughed at his choice of words. "What's wrong with 'delivering'? It's a word, after all." Gav said, pouting like a five-year old. "Nothing's wrong with it, Gav. It's just that you use it as if you're a package being delivered to someone. But anyway, 'Ferre, tell Les Amis that my dad's opening a new café today and it's called Café Musain. It's on St. Michel road. Please come to the opening party tonight because we need people to sing and dance and simply just entertain people. My dad's going to be delighted if you guys could do it." 'Sette said.

"Wait, Mr. Valjean is opening a café in St. Michel? Cool! I'll be there for sure. I'll tell the other guys and I'll call you if they agree." 'Ferre said, smiling widely. 'Sette nodded, unlocked the door to our dorm room and went in as 'Chetta, I and Gav followed behind. "'Ponine! Every time I see you, you either have a bruise on your cheeks or your cheeks are red. What happened this time?" Gav asked.

"I got punched." I replied, opening my closet, looking for clothes to wear for the party tonight.

"Who exactly would do that to you?" Gav asked, sounding really irritated. I turned around from the closet and faced him. "Gav, you don't have to pretend like you're my dad just because dad doesn't care about us anymore. I don't mean that I hate you or anything but we don't need another dad to replace the bastard that never cared for us and nearly threw us onto the streets. It's just impossible to get a good dad and mom for the rest of our lives. It's just that simple."

"But I don't believe that we'll be miserable for the rest of our lives. It's possible that we'll find ourselves new parents. Or maybe our parents will change…" His voice trailed off as he sat on my bed restlessly. I gave him a hug and kissed his cheek. "Don't think about that. Just forget it and we're going to a party tonight, for God's sake! Enjoy your life because tonight's going to be fun." I gave him a reassuring smile before returning to my 'clothes-picking session'. "What are you wearing?" 'Sette suddenly popped up behind me. "Oh…uh…I'm wearing this one." I said as I took out the sparkly red cocktail dress that 'Sette and 'Chetta picked out for me for the dance. I didn't get to wear it because 'Chetta said that it was too sparkly and grand for a dance so 'Sette gave me her blue dress. "Wait, where is 'Chetta?" I asked again. Then I realized that she was in the toilet, changing when I heard her say, 'I'm here' from the toilet. "I still remember it. Well, me and 'Chetta are wearing the same dress we wore at the dance. What about your hair?" 'Sette asked, circling around me as her eyes focused on my hair.

"I don't know, 'Sette. Maybe you could figure something out?"

"Oh, yeah. Of course. Put it up into a loose bun, 'Sette. I don't know how to do it but I'm sure you do." 'Chetta said as she leaned on the doorframe of the bathroom, dressed in her green dress that she wore at the dance. Then, they forced me to sit on a chair and started working on my hair. "Uh…guys. It's only 1 o'clock and we haven't eaten lunch yet. Why are you already working on my hair?" I asked them as they stopped and I turned around to face them. "You're right. Oh, and I thought Azelma was getting us lunch, isn't she?" 'Chetta said, getting her phone out, ready to call her. "That's okay, 'Chetta. I'll text her." I said as I took out my phone from my pocket and started texting. Then, the door swung open. "I'm here! With the food!" Azelma shouted as she came in and closed the door behind her. "FOOD!" Gav screamed as he ran to 'Zelma and snatched the food from her. He ran to the kitchen with the 2 plastic bags in his hand. He put down the plastic bags and let 'Zelma sort them out. "Okay, so I've got fettuccine carbonara, grilled beef kebabs, salmon, barbecued chicken wings and pizza. Take whatever you want." She said as she took the pizza. I took the fettuccine carbonara, 'Sette took the salmon, 'Chetta took the barbecued chicken wings and Gav took the grilled beef kebabs. After we ate, 'Sette told me to sit on a chair as she worked on my hair. I absently started to chew on my lower lip as she talked. "Do you think Marius likes me?" She asked, breaking the silence. I nodded as she pulled a strand of hair and twirled it. "Of course he does. If he didn't, you wouldn't be dating." I said. She suddenly stopped working. "Who told you that?" she asked, clearly confused. "Nobody did. I just know because I saw you making out in Courfeyrac's dorm room when we were playing truth or dare, remember? I came in and you guys were kissing and it was surprising, really. I never knew you would be the kind of person who'd do that. Especially not you, Cosette." I said as I turned around to face her. She sighed and said, "Well, I never thought I'd fall in love at all. Then, I realized that to fall in love was something worth everything. The first time I saw Marius, I felt…different. He made me feel like I was special all this time." She smiled at the memory then turned to me. "You know, you've been supporting me a lot, 'Ponine. You're a great friend." She said as she pulled me into a hug. I smiled as I rubbed her back softly. "You are, too. And 'that's what best friends do. They look out for each other'." I said, laughing a little at how I actually quoted my best friend. She let go and laughed. "You actually quoted me, huh? Nice." She said as she motioned me to turn around and she continued working on my hair. "I'm ready!" 'Zelma shouted from the bathroom. She was wearing my blue dress that I wore at the dance. "Hey! It's mine!" I teased. "But it fits you so you can borrow it. Just for tonight, though!" 'Zelma nodded and told 'Chetta to help her with her hair. 'Chetta was really fast with hair. She only took 5 minutes to make a perfect bun on top of 'Zelma's head. 'Chetta sprayed some hair gel on 'Zelma's head and passed the hair gel to 'Sette. 'Sette sprayed some on my hair and said that it's finished. "Let's go to the make-up session!" 'Chetta said as Gav came running from the kitchen screaming, "Make out session?! You're all lesbians?! Oh my Gosh!"

"Gav! She said, 'make-up session'. It's when girls apply make-up to their faces." I said, standing up to get the make-up supplies and sat down once more and started applying make-up on myself. After an hour or so, we finished and it was about 4:30. "We look gorgeous. Come on, let's go." 'Sette said, pulling me and 'Chetta by our hands as I pulled Gav with me. He wasn't dressed formally but I didn't think it mattered so we head off to the café.

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