A/N Greetings! This is a filler chapter and I hope you all enjoy this. Thanks for actually reading and I hope it's not too boring but anyway, enjoy!

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Eponine's POV

I watched as Azelma ran off to find Courfeyrac. I thought I told him not to break up with her. I remember talking to him about this issue of his and that I told him that she doesn't care about it but maybe he thought it was best for her if he did so. I turned to 'Sette, who was sitting between me and Marius. "What do you think will happen?" I asked her as she shrugged. Then the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. Les Amis, me, 'Chetta and 'Sette had an extra class of History after lunch every Sunday so all of us went together to Mr. Valjean's History class. I took Gav with me since 'Zelma was gone and she was the only one out of all of us that was free. As all of us sat in our seats, Mr. Valjean came in. The air-con inside was already on but he only went out for a drink of water. "Hello, Les Amis. First, I'd like to thank all of you once more for going to the party last night. Did you have fun?" Mr. Valjean asked as all of us nodded. "That's great. I'm glad you did. Anyway, let me do attendance." He continued.

"Do we even need attendance?" Joly asked. Mr. Valjean nodded and took out the attendance sheet from his bag. "Bahorel?" He called.

"Present, sir." Bahorel said.

"Bossuet?"

"Present." Bossuet said.

"Courfeyrac?" Mr. Valjean eyed the room carefully, his eyes not missing any person in the room. "Where is he? Does anyone know?" He asked. Everyone exchanged glances over and over as silence grew. "He's probably in the bathroom." Grantaire said, completely aware that what just happened at lunch was unmentionable. "Oh, well, we'll just start class without him then. Anyway, Combeferre?" Mr. Valjean continued.

"Here, Monsieur." 'Ferre said.

"Enjolras?"

"Here, Monsieur Valjean." Enjolras said.

"This is going to take long." I heard Mr. Valjean mutter under his breath. "Um…Feuilly?" He continued. Feuilly raised his hand as Mr. Valjean put, I assumed, a check mark next to Feuilly's name on the attendance sheet. "Good idea, Feuilly. Everyone, raise your hand when I call you name." Mr. Valjean said. "Okay, Grantaire?" Grantaire raised his hand. "Alright. Joly, Jean Prouvaire, Marius, Cosette, Eponine, Musichetta. Are you all here?" He asked and the 7 of us said "yes" in unison. "Great, everyone's here. Oh, and we have a newcomer?" Mr. Valjean said as he saw Gav. "He's my brother, Gavroche. He's in Middle School." I said and Mr. Valjean nodded. "The more the merrier. Anyway," He said as he clapped his hands together but the clap was really loud. Normally, it wasn't loud at all. Then, all of us heard a "BOOM" from outside. It was a gun shot. "Everybody, down!" Mr. Valjean said. All of us ran to the back of the classroom and hid behind Mr. Valjean's huge desk. The desk wasn't long enough for all of us to hide behind there so Mr. Valjean quietly split us up into two groups, one to hide behind his desk at the front of the class and the rest of us stayed behind the desk at the back. I stayed behind the desk at the back with Enjolras, 'Sette, Marius, Jehan and Gav. The other group was Musichetta, Joly, Bahorel, Bossuet, Grantaire, Feuilly and 'Ferre. Mr. Valjean stayed where he was before, next to the door, but he was sitting down on the ground. "Everyone keep quiet. We don't know what's happening out there so keep down and keep quiet." Mr. Valjean said as he turned off the lights in the room. "I'm scared." I heard 'Sette whisper to Marius. I watched as they kissed and cuddled and it made me feel lonely. I felt like I wanted that to happen to me, too, but I knew it was impossible. Suddenly, I felt like something was missing. Gav was there, but…Azelma! I struggled to get up because Gav was sitting on my lap and I was surrounded with Enjolras on one side and 'Sette squishing me on the other side, still cuddling with Marius. "Gavroche Thenardier, can you sit on the floor? I have something to do." I said as Gav sat down on the floor and I crawled out into the empty space but a hand grabbed my arm. The hand pulled me back but I turned back to see whose hand it was. "Where are you going?" Enjolras asked as I realized that the hand was his. "I have a duty. Now would you please, let go." I said, trying to shrug off the hand but his grip tightened. "You're not going anywhere. You could be in danger, Eponine. Stop trying to get away because you know that with me, that's not going to happen in situations like this." He said, looking at me straight in the eyes. I finally gave up after numerous tries. I sat down on the ground in frustration behind the desk as Gav started crying. "What's the matter?" I asked him, rubbing his back. "Where are 'Zelma and Courf?" He asked between sobs. I turned to look at Enjolras, expecting an answer from him. He shrugged. "Gav, it's not important. What's important is-" Enjolras' sentence got cut off by Gav's almost-shouting. "YOU THINK IT'S NOT IMPORTANT?! YOU THINK YOUR SISTER'S NOT SOMETHING TO WORRY ABOUT?! YOU PROBABLY NEVER LOVED ANYONE AND YOU WERE NEVER AFRAID TO LOSE ANYONE!" I tried to calm Gav down as he sobbed even harder than before. "But seriously, Enj, where are they?" I asked, frantically searching my jean pockets for my phone then I realized my phone was all the way in my backpack at my seat. I sighed and leaned against the wall. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder and surely enough, it was Enjolras'. "I'll call Courfeyrac. Just don't move." He said as he let go of my shoulder, took out his phone and started dialing.

Courfeyrac's POV

I sat down on one of the stairs that led up to the classrooms behind the cafeteria. I tried not to look like I was crying but I still felt like I was a complete dork. Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming towards where I was sitting. Shit, shit, shit. I put the hood of my jacket over my head and lowered my head. The footsteps were followed by, "Courfeyrac? Where are you?" It was Azelma. Oh, boy... Before I knew it, she was right in front of me. I looked up and she raised an eyebrow. "I said I'm sorry! Don't follow me just to kill me, please!" I pleaded. To my surprise, she simply laughed and sat down next to me. "I never said I would kill you and I never said I was mad. I said I don't mind and I understand. Do you get it?" She said and put her head on my shoulder. I smiled and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. "Do you think...we can-" I started. "Be 'together' again?" Azelma cut me off. I nodded and started playing absently with my jacket's sleeve. "Yes." She said. I stopped playing with my jacket's sleeve and looked up at her. "What?" I asked, staring at her in disbelief. I kind of cheated on her and broke up with her but I wanted a second chance and she actually gave it to me when I didn't expect her to at all after all I've done. "Yes, we could be together again but there's one problem. I just need you to promise that you, um, won't cheat on me. Is that okay with you?" She said.

"Yes, of course. But why, 'Zelma? Why are you giving me another chance when I've done so many wrong things? I've treated you badly enough so why?" I couldn't help but ask. "I'd give you a million more chances just because I truly trust you from the bottom of my heart." She answered and smiled. Oh, God, help me! The smile is contagious and I might get it, too! I finally gave up on not smiling and I just felt like wanting to kiss her right there but I remembered that we just broke up and got back together again seconds ago. I opened my mouth to speak but I got interrupted by a loud 'BOOM'. Azelma jumped and clung onto me, her nails digging into my back. "Don't worry, we're safe." I assured her although inside, I was panicking. I took out my phone and checked the time. 1:20. Shit. I was late for History class after lunch and I didn't even hear the bell ring. I held my phone tightly in one hand and my other arm was wrapped around Azelma's shoulder. My phone started buzzing and I turned it around so the screen was facing me. It said 'incoming call from Enjolras'. I picked it up and said, "Enjolras! Why the hell are you calling me?" I whispered.

"Why wouldn't I be calling you? Where the fuck are you? We've been looking for you since you left us at the table, dumbfounded." He whispered back.

"Well, I'm sitting at the staircase that leads up to the classrooms behind the cafeteria with Azelma. Are you in History class?" I asked.

"Duh, yes. Well, I'll talk to you later when we see each other. I just called to ask where you are because we're worried." He said as I nodded to myself, muttered an "okay" and hung up. "We've got to wait here first until the coast is clear and I'll take you to History class, okay?" I told Azelma and she nodded. After about half an hour or so, we started hearing students talking and chatting outside. I took Azelma by the hand and ran up the stairs that were behind us with her trailing behind me. We ran as quickly as we could and finally reached the 3rd floor, where History or Mr. Valjean's class was. I banged on the door hard and tried opening the door but it was locked. Then, I saw Mr. Valjean come to the door and look through the rectangular glass window on the door and finally opened. He ushered us inside and closed the door behind us. "Where were you two? Oh, never mind just hide behind one of my tables." Mr. Valjean whispered. I saw everyone hiding behind one of the tables of Mr. Valjean's and did what was told. I pushed Azelma to the side where Marius was and I ran to the front of the room, where the other table was. We soon heard some people coming up to the 3rd floor and knocked softly on the door of the History class. All of us froze and stared at the door. Mr. Valjean peeked through the same glass window and suddenly just stood up with no fear and opened the door. I inched closer to Grantaire, who was next to me and kept my eyes on the door. "The coast is clear, Monsieur. You and your students can relax." I heard a man wearing an unusual uniform said. There were a couple of them and they all dressed the same. I guessed they were some sort of police that were in charge of keeping watch when a gun shot is heard. Mr. Valjean nodded at them, thanked them and turned on the lights as the men left.
"Alright, everyone. Everything is fine, no one got hurt and good news: you all can be dismissed from class." Mr. Valjean said with a smile. Everyone slowly stood up and exchanged confused glances. "But Mr. Valjean, we haven't learned anything yet. We haven't even started class yet!" 'Ferre said. Mr. Valjean laughed. "Thank you for being enthusiastic about learning, Combeferre, but we can't continue class because we've wasted more than half of the class hiding from nothing but that's alright. You are safe and that's great. Now off you go!" He said and all of gathered our stuff. We exited and went separate ways, back to our dorms. I was more than glad that all of us were safe and none of us were hurt and me and Azelma finally got back together again.

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