A/N This chapter's not going to be that eventful but just a really small spoiler, the next chapter is going to be an eventful chapter. Anyway, thank you to the people who reviewed, favorited and followed this story. I can't be happier so have fun reading this chapter! :) R&R!

DISCLAIMER: No matter how many more Les Mis songs I sing, no, I don't...and no matter how many more Mulan songs I sing, I won't own that either.

Enjolras' POV

I woke up in the morning, taking in the scent of 'Ferre's burnt toasts...No, it wasn't toast. Was it...garbage? Could it have been...vomit? Before questions of what the smell was started flooding my head, I heard a loud 'THUMP' from the bathroom. I quickly got out of bed and ran to the toilet. The sight was not too welcoming. 'Ferre was sitting on the floor, almost kissing the toilet bowl. I narrowed my eyes and raised an eyebrow as I chuckled. "Well, this is rare. Drank too much last night and now having a hangover?" I asked with my elbow leaning on the sink. "Yeah. I didn't mean to but blame Grantaire for putting me into this state and challenging me to a drinking contest." 'Ferre said before throwing up again. "Don't bond with the toilet bowl too much because it will be depressed to leave you once you are done belching the shit out of yourself." I joked. 'Ferre snickered as he tried to get up. I helped him up to his feet and he looked as pale as anything. If Joly were there, he would've already start panicking about it. I and 'Ferre sat down on the couch in the living room as my phone let out a 'ding'.

hey enj,

we r watching disney movies in my and jehan's room. u & 'ferre wanna come?

bahorel :)

I don't know how people can actually get through this kind of stuff. First of all, the lack of capitalization is very unlikely to even pass an A- in English and the usage of words is inappropriate enough to make you want to stick yourself into the trash can. Second of all, who still watches Disney movies when they're in 12th grade? That's just crazy! I threw 'Ferre my phone and told him to read the message. "I'll go and since you're my roommate, I can't leave you alone so you'll go, too." He said.

"I'm not going anywhere." I said, crossing my arms over my chest. He didn't say anything but pulled me by my arm and dragged me over to Jehan and Bahorel's dorm room. 'Ferre knocked on the door as we waited for someone to come and open the door for us. "I hate you, Combeferre. Why did you drag me into this again?" I asked after banging my head on the door several times as I realized how stupid I was to the point where 'Ferre successfully dragged me there to watch stupid Disney movies. "Well, I jump at every chance I get to get you to loosen up." He said and let out a soft and fake evil laugh. I rolled my eyes. "Look, 'Ferre, it's not like I don't want to have fun on a Sunday morning but it's just that I have lots more homework and reports to do that's due tomorrow. I don't really want to do it, to be totally honest, but it's my duty and if that's what's going to get me a better grade and if that's for my own good then yes, I will do it gratefully. But to be, again, 100% honest with you, I think homework is shitty and-"

"Hi-wait, what? Did the person who got the most A's in everything and the person who never ever got lower than a B+ is saying that homework is shitty? Mes amis! We've got an unforeseen event going on here!" Jehan said loudly enough so everyone in his room heard as he opened the door. I face-palmed myself and went in, trailing behind 'Ferre as Jehan clapped my shoulder softly (whereas others would have done it a lot harder). He was the most mellow out of all Les Amis and he was more gentle than the others. Jocks used to pick on him because they thought of him as a gay when he's not but ever since he joined Les Amis de l'ABC, he was more or less 'protected' by us. When it came to friendship, we help each other no matter what it takes. Anyway, the room was really dark and everyone had a bowl of popcorn on their lap. I sat down on the floor, my back leaning against a pillow in front of the couch, next to Jehan. They were watching 'Mulan' and surprisingly, I started to think it wasn't as non-sense as I thought it would be. The movie actually made sense because Mulan saved China and she was the bravest Disney 'princess' out of all the totally idiotic ones. After one hour, the movie finally ended and I was pretty much enjoying it. "Could we please watch something more interesting? Like Sex and the city or a horror movie." Courfeyrac said.

"Well, I suppose we could stay here a little longer and watch some more movies." Bossuet said, bouncing on the couch like a little kid. "Yeah, let's watch a scary movie." Bahorel grinned, laughing softly.

"No! Let's watch The Notebook. It's the most romantic movie I can think of right now." Jehan said, looking lovesick. Everyone started arguing about what movie to watch. "MES AMIS! Quiet down a little and let's not have a war. Everything can be solved by negotiating and not arguing so let's have suggestions and see how it goes." 'Ferre said, calming the guys down. "I recommend watching The Notebook no matter what happens." Jehan said.

"I'm totally watching something scary." Bahorel said as Bossuet, Courfeyrac and Grantaire nodded in approval. "Then, we have a winner. Horror movies it is!" Feuilly said as he put some kind of horror movie in. "No! I hate horror movies. Every time I watch them, I get crazily scared and I wouldn't be able to sleep at night. Please don't." I pleaded. "Fine! Let's watch Sex and the city." Grantaire said as everyone cheered. We only watched for a couple of minutes until Bahorel snapped the lights on and all of us groaned like we were vampires. "Let's play something or do something better because this is boring." He said, putting his hands on his hips. Bahorel was the hot-tempered one and the most impatient out of all of us. "Hurry up and decide, guys. We don't have all day!" He said impatiently. "We'll go down to the cafeteria and see what's going on there. Maybe we'll find ourselves another fight to watch." Bossuet said, grinning to me. I slapped his shoulder and he dramatically fell down to the ground. "Oh, dear! I'm dying. Please! Help me! I got shot!" He said, closing his eyes and letting his arms fall down to the floor he was lying on. Everyone laughed as I kicked Bossuet lightly at the waist and he whined. "Enjy! Stop hurting me!" He said as he was sitting up and crossing his arms over his chest, pouting. "Time's a wastin'! Let's go!" Bahorel said as he opened the door for all of us to get out. When we got to the cafeteria, it was noon and students were eating at their usual tables. We sat at our usual table just as the three girls came with Gavroche. "Hi, guys." Musichetta said as she sat down next to Joly. Azelma sat down next to Courfeyrac but as she did so, he avoided her gaze. "What's wrong, Courfeyrac?" Jehan asked as everyone at the table turned their attention to Courfeyrac. "Nothing. It's something I can't tell." He replied but Azelma took his face in her hands and turned his face to look at her. "I know you're lying. Just tell us what's going on. If you want to break up with me, it's fine. I mean it. As long as you don't cheat on me, I'm fine with anything you say or do." She said.

"I'm sorry, Azelma, but I think I'll have to...break up with you." Courfeyrac said, his eyes on the table. Azelma managed a soft gasp then sighed. "It's alright. Don't fret. I know you have a reason. After all, and I'm taking this from Jehan, everything happens for a reason." She said with a sad smile on her face. Courfeyrac grabbed her shoulders with both of his hands and kissed her. We all sighed as they pulled away from each other. Eponine, who was sitting next to me, leaned against my shoulder and sighed. I suddenly felt butterflies in my stomach but I tried to ignore it. "Why do you have to break up?" Joly asked Courfeyrac. Courfeyrac hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'm too flirty and I'm a playboy. I've always been like this and I felt like Azelma's changed me a lot since I started dating her. I just can't help myself at all and the girls flirt with me first and-"

"Oh, yeah? The girls flirt with you first? That's such a lie! I should never have been your friend in the first place! Do you even care about Azelma?! Do you even give a damn about her at all?!What an asshole you are! I just can't believe you!" Musichetta said rather loudly as she went red in anger. "I do care! You have no idea what I've been through so you don't have the right to judge me!" Courfeyrac argued back, standing up. At that point, Musichetta slammed her hands on the table, stood up, and shouted at him for real. "LET'S FACE IT, COURFEYRAC! YOU SWORE THAT YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE HER AND THAT YOU WILL NEVER EVER CHEAT ON HER WITH ANY GIRL! LOOK AT THE SHIT YOU'VE DONE! YOU FUCKING TOLD HER THAT YOU WANT TO BREAK UP WITH HER JUST BECAUSE YOU CHEATED ON HER WITH SOME BITCH? THINK ABOUT HOW YOU'D FEEL IF IT WERE YOU!" Musichetta screamed, yanking her own hair.

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT MY PROBLEM IS AND IT'S NOT LIKE I'M GOING TO EXPLAIN TO BORE THE CRAP OUT OF YOU! YOU COULD AT LEAST TRY TO UNDERSTAND BUT I KNOW THAT YOU WOULDN'T ANYWAY!" Courfeyrac shouted back with tears in his eyes and ran away. Azelma, however, followed him as everyone else's butts glue to their own seats. "Azelma, don't!" Musichetta called after her but she was already gone. Musichetta sat down and rested her head against Joly's shoulder, looking awfully frustrated. "Should I follow her?" Eponine suddenly whispered to me. "I don't think so. They need some 'alone time'. You know, to catch up with each other." I replied. She nodded as she continued drinking/eating her chocolate frosty.

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