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Eponine's POV

I hate Mondays. It's the first day you go to school in the week and something always tends to happen on Monday. Not only that, but every Monday is the same. Boring and same. I woke up and saw 'Sette sitting on my bed. I rubbed my eyes and it was blurry. I rubbed them again and this time, I saw 'Sette bouncing on my bed as if my bed was a trampoline of some sort. "What's going on?" I asked, sitting up. She stopped bouncing and smiled as widely as the day when I was at the clinic. That smile is seriously creeping me out. I raised my eyebrow, waiting for an answer. "You won't believe it…but Igotacceptedintocollege!" She shouted then started bouncing on the bed again. "What did you say?" I asked, not hearing what she just said. She stopped bouncing once more and said, "I got accepted into college. Well, I'm going to finish senior year first then I'll go. Isn't that great?!" She said, hugging me.

"Goodness, 'Sette! Congratulations!" I exclaimed as I hugged her back. We let go of each other as I glanced at the digital clock on my bedside table. 7:05. I went to the bathroom and quickly took a shower. I slipped on the 'Keep Calm and be a Drama Queen' T-shirt and a pair of jeans. I got out of the bathroom and told 'Sette to change. She went into the toilet as I went to the kitchen and I realized I left my phone on the table when it buzzed. I picked it up and read the message.

hey ep

what hw do we have 4 math? forgot 2 do it lol but javert's gonna kill me

p.s me and 'zelma got back together (i dun trust taylor swift anymore cuz she said we are never getting back together)

couf

Oh, I thought to myself. I started texting him back as 'Sette came out of the bathroom. "Let's go before we're late!" She said. I speed texted and sent it. I grabbed my backpack, put on my red converse shoes and opened the door as I waited for 'Sette to finish putting on her wedge shoes. We went separate ways to our lockers because we weren't in the same homeroom. When I got to my locker, I saw no-one there. Where is everybody? I tried to ignore the emptiness of the hallways and opened my locker door. A piece of paper flew straight out onto the floor and I fought the urge to pick it up. It was addressed to me but I didn't bother to budge. As I was keeping my stuff in my locker, it was getting annoying under my feet. I finally squatted down on my haunches and picked it up. It was anonymous for as far as I knew so I opened it. Than handwriting was far neater than mine and it was written beautifully, much like 'Sette's but if it were her, she would talk to me in person and not send an anonymous letter so I didn't think it was her.

Dearest Eponine,
I know we haven't exactly been friends since we knew each other. But hey, not everyone can stay mad at someone, right? I figured that dating your best friend wasn't that good of a decision, really. I moved on to a much nicer, more loyal, more handsome person, Montparnasse. I heard he's…related to you somehow. Well, I guess I was wrong about you because if Montparnasse is how he is and you're related to him then you must be the same. I'm really sorry about how I acted and how I treated you. It was a cruel act and I swear that I'll never do that again. But thanks to Enjolras, I broke up with Montparnasse yesterday. Anyways, I'm happy for you and Enjolras, though. He said you guys are officially a thing! That is so exciting! I can't wait to post the picture I took of you two together on Instagram. It's super cute and it's gonna make everyone so jealous of you! Enjolras also said that he is popular enough to flirt with girls now so he'll break your heart in a few days and he said that every single girl is swooning over him. Just warnin' ya!
Cheers,
Melanie

I just sat there, confused. I slowly rose up from the ground and crumbled the paper in my hand as I felt air rush past behind me. It turned out to be just Enjolras, running to his locker, which is next to mine. "Hey." He greeted.

"Hi, Enjy." I replied, organizing my locker. I felt his eyes on my hand. I immediately felt uneasy and threw the paper further into my locker. "What's that?" He asked. Shit. "What's what?" I asked, trying really hard not to smile. "I could tell you're trying to hide a smile, which is currently unsuccessful for you, and you are hiding something." He said, looking into my locker. I gulped as he took out the paper. "Is this some kind of money-stealing process of your dad's?" He asked. My dad always loved to steal people's money to the point where he and my mom got arrested 9 times this year. Whenever they get caught, they, so far, successfully escape so that doubles it up every time. I was really lucky to even get into a school and learn. My parents were officially 'Thenardier' before they started committing crimes but they changed their last names to 'Jondrette' so in order for me, Gav and 'Zelma to survive without getting arrested and without people thinking we're related to our parents, we stuck with 'Thenardier'. "Fine. Since we've been friends since forever, it's a letter from Mala-Melanie." I said, quickly correcting myself from almost saying Malaria. "Why would there be a letter from her to you? I mean, aren't you two enemies or something?" He asked, opening the paper. I stopped him and said, "Don't open it. It's…secret." He raised an eyebrow in confusion and I sighed. "You know what? Open it because it won't make a difference anyway." I said as he opened it and started reading. I watched quietly as he was reading. At one point, he gave the paper to me and pointed his index finger at the part where she wrote about our relationship that wasn't even real. "I did not say that! How could she? I didn't ever talk to her after we broke up and she's making this up. Don't believe her because it is never going to be true." He said slamming his locker door shut, obviously mad. "Well, I have a feeling she just wants to humiliate either me or you. I guess that's how the popular crew works." I said, shrugging.

"But I just don't get it! Can she stop being a bitch for once? I mean, seriously! Behind her perfectly manicured nails, long blonde hair, long blonde eyelashes and her oh-so- blue eyes, she's just plain shit!" He said, almost screaming. I quickly took out my phone and went into Instagram. There it was. A picture of me and Enjorlas but it was obviously Photoshopped. I put my phone back into my jeans pocket and sighed. My eyes slowly wander down the hallway as I heard the sound of high heels clicking towards the lockers. There wasn't just a pair of heels, there were 3 pairs. I finally saw 2 familiar blonde heads and a brunette. Melanie, Adrienne and Juliette. Okay, what do I do now? I turned to look at Enjolras, whose eyes were on the three girls. "What do we do?" I asked him.

"Do I look like I have an answer for you?" He replied, raising his eyebrows. I shook my head and pretended to open my locker door and started doing nothing. I whispered to Enjolras to do the same and he obeyed. The three girls were getting closer and I quickly threw the paper in my backpack. Then, someone closed my locker door, almost taking my face with it. I ducked before the locker door closed on me and I turned around, only to see Melanie standing there, her hands on her hips. "What do you want?" I asked, leaning against the lockers.

"Don't you like my final touches? I demanded everyone to stay out of the school because I need to talk to you two. Personally." Melanie said, snickering. Juliette and Adrienne mimicked her. I rolled my eyes as Enjolras spoke up. "This is not how you treat your classmates, Malaria." He said, stepping up beside me. Melanie gasped dramatically and slapped him across the face. He fell backwards and hit his head on the lockers. I cursed under my breath and helped him up. "Oh, poor Enjy. His beautiful face got cracked." Melanie said sarcastically as she shook her head and put a hand on her perfectly powdered face. "Shut up, bitch! Why don't you pick on someone your own size instead of us? We have nothing to do with you!" I said.

"Didn't you get my letter? Oh, right, you're too dumb to even know how to open it yourself. Should I teach you?" Melanie said, reaching out to open my locker door. I slapped her hand as she pulled her hand back and gasped. "IS THAT ANY WAY TO TREAT ME?! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO I AM?!" She shouted. I laughed. "You're a bitch, that's what you are, and I'm pretty sure everyone agrees on that." I said. She clenched her fists beside her and I could see her knuckles turning white. She suddenly screamed and almost tore her hair apart. She started banging on the lockers and Adrienne and Juliette took a number of steps back in fear. Enjolras stepped up from behind me and pushed Melanie down onto the floor. She kicked his stomach and the fact that she was wearing 5 inch high heels, he winced in pain. Melanie let out a cry as I slapped her. The incident mentally took me back to Homecoming dance. Only this time, she didn't slap me, she punched me. Right in the face on the left side, the same side she'd slapped me at the dance. I groaned as everything went blurry and I fell to the floor. Then, I heard a man's voice. "Melanie, what on earth are you doing?" It was Mr. Javert. Thank goodness! You're my savior! As Mr. Javert walked closer, the clear vision came back. "Eponine? Enjolras? Why are both of you here? You both have purple eyes and red cheeks. Melanie! I saw you punch Eponine. What was that for? I demand to know or else…TO THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE YOU GO! Oh, and I heard that you told everyone who already came to school to stay outside so you could talk?! That is non-sense and very childish!" Mr. Javert said. The first part had concern in his voice. The concern that I've never actually heard before in Mr. Javert. Maybe he wasn't as mean as I thought. Melanie didn't answer, she just snapped her fingers in the air and Juliette and Adrienne picked her up from the ground. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and turned to Mr. Javert. "I have nothing to say. They started it and I'm not responsible." She said. Mr. Javert didn't seem convinced since he just dragged her to Madame Fantine's office right then with Juliette and Adrienne trying to catch up with them. I sighed heavily and turned to look at Enjolras, who was clutching his stomach. Blood seem to flow out onto his hand. As soon as I saw the sight, I panicked. "You…you have blo…blood. On your…shirt." I was almost speechless. He smiled a little hopelessly and I helped him up to go to Nurse Victurnien's clinic. When we got to the clinic, Enjolras sank himself down onto a chair. Nurse Victurnien quickly ran towards him with me behind her. "What happened?" Nurse Victurnien asked him.

"I got kicked by high heels." He replied. Nurse Victurnien gasped and told him to take off his shirt. I gulped since I wasn't expecting that to happen. He glanced at me and I shook my head. "Can I not, please? I'm a little embarrassed. You know, with two ladies right in front of me." He told Nurse Victurnien as she nodded. "Fine, then lift your shirt up." She said and he obliged. I felt myself blush furiously as I saw his abs. Holy crap! He has six packs! Nurse Victurnien worked on his wound for a while as I waited. After she finally finished, she turned to look at me. "Eponine, dear, you have a purple eye and a red cheek. Let me guess, Melanie?" She said. I nodded and she started applying some medicine on my face. "There, both of you can go now." Nurse Victurnien said and we thanked her. As we were walking back to our dorm room, Enjolras said, "I kind of owe you an apology."

"Apology? For what?" I asked.

"For punching you when I and Montparnasse were fighting. I found out from Musichetta and Cosette just a few days ago." He explained. I nodded and said, "It was nothing, really. I know it was an accident." He chuckled. "You know, my mom went to Belgium and came back yesterday and I told her to buy some Belgium chocolate for you." He said, smirking. I almost squealed. Belgium chocolates were my favorite chocolates in the whole wide world. I hugged him and screamed. "Oh my gosh! Did she really? Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I shouted. He laughed as I let go. "So when's it coming to me?" I asked eagerly.

"Hmmm… In about a year, I think." He said. I softly punched his shoulder. "Ouch! You hurt me!" He said, pouting. I laughed and flung my arm around his neck. "Despite your seriousness, your undying love for France and your obsession of overthrowing the country if you were in the French Revolution times, you're the greatest friend I've ever had." I said, putting my head on his shoulder. He drew small circles on my back with his thumb. The walk back to the dorms was a long one, for that matter, but it was comfortable and enjoyable overall. When we got to my room, he hugged me. "Bye and thanks for everything." He said. I smiled and returned the hug. "You're always welcome." I replied, letting go. He waved as he ran down the stairs, back to his own room. I sighed heavily and sank down on the ground in front of the door. All I had to worry about when I go into the room was if 'Sette will tease me again if she overheard what we said.

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