A/N; I hope this chapter's length evens out the fact that nothing really happens…but btw We reached over A HUNDRED COMMENTS! WOO HOO, not even my other story (the one with 33 chapters) has a hundred yet. Thank you guys! I love you all and I can't thank you enough for your support :)

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*Enjolras shakes head at me as I do my happy dance

Courfeyrac; I honestly think she is crazy….as in insane asylum crazy

*I ignore them and keep dancing* And guess what else, there are two new Les Miz High School AU fan-fictions out there now, hehe. I feel like a trend setter…..but I'm NOT (please do not kill me for saying that) because there were others before mine like Victor Hugo High by JetGirl1832, which you should all read because it's awesome and JetGirl1832 is a great…. no fantastic, author!

Enjolras; Can we just get on with the story?!

Me; FINE! Kill Joy…

Enjolras; I heard that

Me; I don't care

The café was lively with people, even in the early morning. Eponine's idea of moving meetings to the café from the cramped room at school was brilliant and everyone in Student Government thought so too. Mr. Myriel was even pleased due to the large increase in business it caused him, there were several people in the entire Student Government – consisting of various committees- plus all those that brought along friends and almost each and every one of them bought something, meaning that before the day even kicked into gear the ABC Café was brining in a lot of business.

Enjolras sat at the end of a large table close to the fire place in a separate room from the main café area, the meeting didn't start for a few more minutes and he needed that time to get organized. He appreciated all the extra space he got to himself at the café and the peace he could get before the meeting, being president of Student Government was stressful enough without having to deal with all the early morning distractions and drama. After a few minutes Combeferre popped his head into the room to tell him it was time to get started and the meeting officially began soon after.

The meeting started with Enjolras telling everyone about the agenda for the day and checking up on each committees projects and progress, after everything was in order Enjolras dismissed everyone and they all split up into their own committees to work on their own events. Enjolras and his friends were all part of the Election and Standards committee mainly but they also tended to hop around from group to group if they got bored.

"So what's the biggest news?" he asked Combeferre, the secretary

"Elections for office are in a month and a half but other than that I got nothing."

"A month and a half….that soon? I could have sworn we had more time."

Grantaire let out a loud laugh, "Why are you so worried? You're going to be reelected president, there's no doubt about that."

"Yes," chimed in Feuilly, "No one else stands a chance."

"You guys all forget that we are seniors, once this year is over I won't be here! I know the new term doesn't start until after spring break but who is going to take over?"

"Not all of us," Remarked Grantaire, "Marius is a junior and Joly is too."

"As am I," added Combeferre shyly

Enjolras sighed, "With Marius acting like he is lately I don't think he would be a very good president; if a look from one girl can cause him to go completely insane just imagine how he will act under pressure." He turned to face Combeferre straight on, "In all honesty I think you might be a good choice."

"Really?" he asked, his eyes wide with shock

"Yes, who better to run next year than the person who as acted as my second in command." Combeferre opened his mouth to say something but just then Marius walked into the room, still having that love-struck look in his eye.

"Marius you're late." Remarked Enjolras with an annoyed tone, he took StudentGov very seriously and tardiness wasn't really something he enjoyed.

"Sorry," he said as he strolled in and took a seat at the end of the table, "I was just very preoccupied this morning."

"With what? It's 6:30 in the morning!"

"Enjolras you wouldn't understand, you've never felt what it's like to be in love."

Enjolras slapped a hand to his forehead, "Love Marius? You're in love? Do you know anything about your so called 'love'? Do you even know your mystery girls name?"

"No…." Marius responded, "that's why I was busy this morning. I was trying to get a hold of…"

Enjolras cut him off, "Never the matter, we aren't here to talk about love-lives and whatnot…"

"He only says that because he doesn't have one." Whispered Grantaire to Joly, causing him to try to hold back a laugh

Enjolras glared at them both, causing them to shut up, "we are here to talk about the schools politics or more specifically today, elections for next term."

"Oh really?" asked Marius suddenly interested, "Did you guys have anyone in mind?"

"Actually yes," smirked Enjolras, "before you popped in we were all discussing Combeferre as a possible candidate, he is the best qualified."

"What about Eponine?" asked Grantaire, "She is a junior too, plus she may bring in something new and interesting as president?"

"I don't think Student Government is really her thing." Answered Courfeyrac, "Don't get me wrong she offers great insight and I love her opinion on things and her little outbursts but I don't really think she is president material."

"You don't know that." Responded Grantaire

"Think about it Grantaire, do you really think she is going to be willing to run this entire organization on her own."

"Well…"

"Speaking of Eponine," cut in Enjolras, "Where is she?"

"Yeah good question," blurted Marius as he pulled out his phone, "I've been trying to get a hold of her since yesterday afternoon but she hasn't responded. Have any of you seen her?"

They all shook their head and muttered responses consisting of 'no'. Enjolras remained silent as he looked out the window, he couldn't very well reveal that he had spent the afternoon with Eponine without getting asked and pestered about it which might ultimately lead to him slipping up and spilling her secret. He would feel horrible and she would hate him forever if he did that; plus a part of him didn't really want Marius to know either way, it was like he got pleasure from having a secret with Marius' best friend. As he looked out the window he noticed a skinny figure approaching the café.

"Speak of the devil." He said to no one in particular.

Marius ran to the window and his eyes lit up as they fell on none other than the person he had wanted to see.

Eponine trudged into the café with a heavy heart, ever step she took made her feel like anchors were attached to her legs and her heart felt like it dropped to her stomach. She opened the door to the café and saw that it was lively with people. A bit of her lit up as she realized her idea about moving the meetings was a success but it didn't really help much with her overall sorrow.

Mr. Myriel saw her and walked up to her with a warm smile on his face, "Hello Eponine, how are you this morning."

"J-just fine." She stuttered

He gave her a curious look but didn't go off anymore, "Your friends are in the side-room, you don't have to work this morning."

"But we are so busy."

"I know but it's nothing I can't handle; besides I actually need you to work this afternoon anyway, is that alright?"

She nodded, "Yep, perfect, thank you sir."

She curtsied and leapt away from him, slowly making her way to the side-room. She was happy she didn't have to work, it was not her morning and she didn't know if she could have handled all the incoming orders in her condition.

Eponine walked into the room where all her friends were and as soon as they saw her they noticed the glum look on her face and the fact that she looked very pale. She didn't meet any of their eyes and instead she kept her eyes on the floor and collapsed in the cushioned armchair in the corner of the room, dropping her books and backpack on the floor next to her. Most of the guys neared her cautiously.

"Eponine what's wrong today?" asked Courfeyrac

Joly nodded, "You look as if you've seen a ghost."

Grantaire didn't really know what to say so he just handed her a cup of coffee, "Some caffeine and say what's going on."

She just sat there for a moment looking at the floor and playing with the coffee cup in her hands before she chucked it down, forcing herself not to puke due to the taste, and quickly shook her head to snap herself out of it, "I'm fine you guys, it's nothing." She said as she hesitantly met their eyes.

Joly gave her a questionable look, "No I don't think so." He muttered before placing a hand to her forehead and cheek

She slapped it away, "Just what do you think you are doing?!"

"I just wanted to make sure you didn't have a fever."

She gave him a look that told she thought she was insane, "Um…thank you. I'm not sick if that's what you're worried about."

"You never know." He shrugged

Courfeyrac studied her carefully, "Well something is defiantly off with you, and if you aren't sick then what is it?"

"Don't fret guys, I'm fine honestly," Eponine put her head in her hands and took a deep breath, "I'm just a bit tired, didn't get much sleep last night."

"What were you up to?"Marius cut threw everyone to get to her, "I was trying to get a hold of you all of yesterday but you never answered."

"My phone battery died." She shrugged, "And I didn't get a change to plug it in until late last night. I didn't even read your messages until this morning."

"Oh." Marius sighed, a bit of relief present, "So you did get a chance to see my messages."

Her face dropped again, "Yeah, I um…saw them all."

"Great!" he exclaimed and looked over at everyone else, "Could you give us a minute?"

The guys all looked around and shrugged at each other before leaving Eponine and Marius alone, they knew the two were close and that if anyone would crack her it was him, or so they thought.

Grantaire patted her shoulder and she nodded at him in thanks as he left, she sighed before turning her face back to Marius, "What is it that you were so adamant about talking to me about yesterday?" she asked

"Well…" he began nervously, "I saw this girl last week at the game…"

"Yeah I know, I think the entire school does." She said her voice a bit icy but Marius didn't catch on.

"Well Enjolras told me that you knew who she was…."

"I know who a lot of people are."

"…..and that you might be friends with her" He added

"Just cut to the chase Marius." She said, his excess badgering only made her heart ache more

"Do you know her?"

She nodded, "Yes, her name is Cosette."

His eyes lit up, "Cosette? Oh what a beautiful name! Just like her!"

"Yeah, I thought so too." She muttered under her breath

"How close are you with her?"

She raised an eyebrow, "What does that have to do with-"

"Eponine could you talk to her for me?"

"What?" she asked, those last words really felt like a punch to her stomach, especially since she realized that he just called her Eponine not 'Ponine like he always did.

"Could you talk to her for me? Please!"

Her body stiffened, "Why? *What do I get from this*?"

"Anything!"

"Got you all excited now didn't I?" she asked, "God knows what you see in her. Got you all delighted now." She saw that Marius had fished $5 from his pocket, "No, *I'm not going to charge you*, I don't want your money."

Marius looked at her with pleading puppy eyes, "Come on 'Ponine I don't know what to say to her, I mean what if she doesn't like me?"

"Then she's not worthy of you." She sighed, "I'll see what I can do."

Marius sprang onto his feet and threw his arms around her, causing her to wince but he didn't notice, "Eponine you are the best friend anyone could ever have!"

Eponine smiled as she felt him hug her and she felt her heart soar but her face dropped soon after, he let her go but before anything else could be said Eponine stood up, "If you'll excuse me, I um….I have to….I have to go."

She sprang onto her feet, taking her bag with her and scurried to the bathroom on the other side of the café. As soon as she was in there she slid off the bag from her shoulder and turned the faucet on; she cupped her hands to gather the water and threw the icy water onto her face. After she turned off the faucet she gripped the edge of the sink and squeezed her eyes shut as it to fight and force down any emotion that seem to want to surface.

He wasn't yours to lose Eponine! She told herself. Why regret what cannot be?

After a few more minutes she pulled herself together and walked out of the bathroom. Her heart still felt like it weighted as much as an iron brick but she had learned over the years to force it down. She turned down the hallway and was about to walk out the door when she heard someone call her. She looked at the direction of the caller to see the guys standing by the wall waving at her to come over.

"Can I help you with something?" she asked as she neared them, noticing Marius wasn't with them. They all had stern looks on their faces that gave Eponine a weird feeling.

"What's really going on?" Grantaire said bluntly

"What do you mean?"

Joly looked at her, "What we mean is what's wrong?"

She looked at them all as if they were speaking Chinese and not English, "I still don't know what you guys are asking."

Enjolras sighed, "Stop playing dumb Eponine."

"I'm not play-"

"Something was defiantly bugging you this morning and we for one would like to know what exactly it was."

"What makes you say that?"

"Oh I don't know," began Grantaire, "maybe it's because the one cheerful person in our group came in today looking like a freaking zombie!"

"Hey I'm cheerful!" chimed in Joly

"Shut up Joly this isn't about you it's about Eppy." Grantaire remarked

"Would it kill you to stop calling me Eppy!" she blurted, her boiling point reaching its maximum, "Look if you all must know I was up until 2 am last night and I have a French test third period and a Math test 7th so to say I am more than a little stressed would be a understatement." She said bitterly, it wasn't a lie she really did have all that but she wasn't going to open up to all of them about Gavroche, she just couldn't.

Combeferre sighed and smiled at her, "I know, school can be a bitch."

"Yeah no kidding." She groaned as she looked at the clock, "I have to go; there is something I need to take care of." Without another word she spun on her heel and ran off.

She needed to get out of there, while she appreciated their concern she didn't want her friends to know what was going on. They wouldn't understand, they would just pity her. Her friends were all fortunate and barley had a care in the world, they didn't know what it was like to live like she did, they didn't even know she had a brother. In all the years she'd known them the fact she had a brother just never popped up, some knew she had a sister but that was only because they had seen Azelma in school. Telling them everything would just prove to be too hard for her to do. She continued walking at a steady pace when she heard footsteps behind her, she automatically sped up.

"Eponine!" A voice behind her called

She turned around to see Enjolras jogging after her with something in his hands. She stopped walking and stood there on the sidewalk waiting for him, her arms over her chest.

"Can I help you?"

"You forgot this." He said, raising what looked like her journal.

She automatically snatched it from him, "How did you…"

"It fell out of your bag, I was just returning it."

"This couldn't wait till after school started?"

"I know how protective you are of this journal, safe to say I assume you'd feel better knowing no one else saw it."

"Did you read it?" she asked, her tone threatening

"No, didn't even open the cover."

She sighed in relief as she examined the book and stroked it with her fingers, "So you ran out here to return my journal to me?"

"Not exactly…I'm really just needed an excuse to talk to you." He stated very matter-a-factly.

"Wow way to be blunt."

"Would you prefer as anything but?"

She chuckled softly, "No not really."

"So are you going to tell me what's really wrong?" he asked sticking his hands in his pockets.

"What do you mean?"

"Eponine you hate coffee."

She raised an eyebrow, "And?"

"You chucked down Grantaire's entire cup."

"Your point?"

"Eponine…."

"Saying my name like that won't help you break me." She interrupted

He sighed sounding a bit agitated, "Will you please tell me what is bothering you so much."

"Are you going to keep pestering me until I do?"

He shrugged, "Most likely."

She rolled her eyes, "Then I might as well…after you dropped me off yesterday some….stuff happened and um, this morning my brother was missing."

Enjolras stared at her in disbelief, "Wait hold on a second, you have a brother?" She nodded "Ok," he said, not prying any further knowing she wouldn't go into detail, he was lucky she was even talking, "so you have a brother and he was gone this morning."

"Yeah, he ran away." She stated sadly as she looked at the cracks on the sidewalk and dug into her pocket, "He left me a note." She said handing him the crumpled piece of paper.

Eponine,

I'm sorry but I can't stay any longer, you know why. I love you andI just want you to know that that's why…Please understand that….I love you and I am sorry, don't forget that and don't worry about me, I can handle myself, I learned from the best. Tell Azelma I'm sorry too.

Enjolras read it carefully, his eyes widening as he read it over and over, "He just left like that?"

Eponine nodded, "Yeah, I guess I'm surprised it took this long."

"What do you mean?"

"He hated home, he hated the house, he hated our parents, he just hated it all. I don't find it all that surprising he ran off." She shrank down a bit, "Even I have tried before…" she muttered

"What was that?"

"N-nothing." She stammered, "Besides he wasn't mine to lose, I am sure that wherever he is he is happier than he was at home."

Enjolras leaned on the tree next to them, "You sure about that?"

"Yes, he is very charismatic and resourceful."

"Just like you." Enjolras teased

Eponine let a laugh escape through her nose and rolled her eyes, "Well we are related, but I am not nearly as good as he is."

"I know that's not true." He said making Eponine's mouth curled to a slight half-smile. They stood there awkwardly for a moment, "Want to walk to school?" he asked to break the silence.

She nodded, "Sure."

As they walked they didn't say much but the once they entered the school Eponine turned to look at Enjolras, "You know I usually don't like telling people about my life's crap and drama but it was nice to get it off my chest, thanks for listening."

"Not a problem," he responded sincerely.

Eponine felt a vibration in her phone and the memory of her errand came back to her, "If you will excuse me I have to go plan something out for Marius."

"Is that what he was talking to you about earlier today?" He asked causing her to look at him in confusion, "Cosette I mean."

Her face dropped again, leave it to Enjolras to take her from gloomy to decent, even smiling, to back to gloomy all in less than 15 minutes, "Yeah, he wants me to help him by talking to her and setting them up together."

"And you are going to do it?"

She narrowed her eyes at him, "Yep, thanks to you he knows that I know her so now he wants me to play matchmaker." She scoffed bitterly

Enjolras took a step toward her, "Eponine I'm sorry."

She shook her head at him in what looked like repugnance, "Seems like I've been told that a lot today" She mumbled before digging into her bag and pulling out his sweatshirt, "Here!" she barked as she shoved the sweatshirt into his hand and turned on her heel, leaving Enjolras alone in the hall with nothing but traces of her miserable mood.

*Dancing on the barricade due to my happiness for the reviews and whatnot, not paying attention to shippers who are ready to fire at me.

*Enjolras wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me down just as a bullet flies past me

Enjolras; Are you insane you are going to get yourself killed!

Me; *repositioning my hat* I didn't know you cared

Enjolras; *Rolling his eyes and slightly blushing* I don't but your story keeps us alive so if you die so do we….

Grantaire *laughing as he watches us; Sure….

Me *rolling my eyes at him; Well my pen name is Eponine as is my French name

Grantaire; French name?

Me; We get to pick other names in French class to get called by; mine just happens to be Eponine. I am also performing Own My Own in Musical Theater Experience! Even got little combat boots and a brown skirt to get me in character

Enjolras; Why did I even ask if you were insane, you obviously are-

Me; Shut up, no one asked you Enjy

Enjolras; STOP CALLING ME THAT!

Me; Nah, I'd rather not.

*Enjolras groans in annoyance and stomps off