Welcome to Paris
Sage POV
1832

I looked around. We were not on the stage. We were not even in a building. I looked around to make sure I was not alone in this questionable place. I saw Adrien, Devin, Max, Ethan Scott, Alex and John Hill, Steven Maxwell, Drake Diaz, Jack Carr, and Karal Ray. In other words, the Les Amis crew.
"What in the world just happened?" Adrien asked, helping me stand up. Everyone else was still on the ground. Max and Ethan looked around with crazed eyes. Alex, John, and Drake were recovering from the shock, and Devin and Karal looked clueless.
"I think we're in France." Max said, pointing to some signs obviously in French. Why did I have to take Welsh? By now, everyone was up on their feet. I walked over to a man on a straw mat on the wet ground.
"Excuse me, sir? What is the date?" I asked him, his face lighting up for reasons unknown.
"It is fall of 1832. Paris, France." He said, sitting up. I looked at the guys behind me. At least we looked like we were from the 1830's.
"Thank you, Monsieur." I said, turning to Adrien, shell shocked. "Well guys, welcome to Paris 1832." I said, as they all crowded around me. Of course that only made the breathing problem worse. I broke out of the circle, almost running to lean up against a wall.
"What are we going to do?" Karal asked, as they walked over to me again, but not as close. I shrugged.
"More like how did we get here? And Why." Drake said, stepping out of the circle. At that very moment, an old frail woman came over to us. She had a familiar glint in her eye, like the one in Ms. Cox's.
"That is simple, my dears. To act a character, you must be a character." She said, before hobbling off into a dark alley that held who knows what.
"What does that mean?" Alex asked, as we stood there in confusion. Suddenly it snapped, and I gasped. Everyone looked at me.
"Who are we playing?" I asked everyone in general."The Les' Amis." Jack answered."And when did the Les' Amis take a role?" I asked again.
"Where is this going?" Adrien asked me, putting his hand on my arm, sparks flew threw my body. I looked at him, and everyone else huddled around me. How did they not see it?
"We are in Les' Miserables." I said. I looked at everyone's face. Shock was everywhere. In the air, on the faces of everyone, everywhere.
"How? That's impossible." Devin said. Others agreed with him, but it was the only answer. I looked around at the buildings, and could make out one word, Musain. My eyes widened, and I pointed to the word.
"No way." Max said. They all looked at me. Why did I have to be the leader of the group? I was not a leader, I was a follower.
"So, what are we waiting for. Lets go to the ABC Cafe'." Karal said, patting me on the back. I suddenly wrapped my blanket around me so tight, I hoped I would shrink. On our way, the beggars nipped at our feet, and I began to hum Look Down Beggars Version . Beside me, Adrien smiled, and put his arm around my shoulders. Why couldn't we get lost in musicals more often.
The noise level on a scale of 1-10 was an 11. People were shouting at one person, and they could have been sitting right next to him. I looked around, more men. Was I really going to be the only female?
"So, anyone hear political arguments, just look for red." Drake said, sitting at a table. I gave one of those, What-did-you-just-say? looks.
"We have to look for the Les' Amis. We can't just sit here and wait for them to fall magically at our feet." I said, turning around. Only to see a VERY drunk man with a rum in his hand.
"Well, did you say Les' Amis? Look around, we're all here. The real action is up stairs. Pleasure to meet you, madame. I am Grantaire." He said, grabbing my hand to kiss it. I felt to need to look at Jack who was playing Grantaire.
"Really, everyone? My friends and I have heard of your brave notions to over throw the monarchy." I said, choosing my words carefully. Anything wrong said could put us in the spotlight. He looked like he was thinking for a moment, and I turned around and looked at everyone. But they were all looking at Grantaire.
"Would you and your friends like to meet our chief, Enjolras." He said, I looked up to Adrien, who was nodding his head.
"Yes we would, thank you." I said, and he started walking towards the top floor. There were only a few men here, probably 10 or 9. The centers, leader of the Les' Amis. Our characters. Of course not Eponine, unless she was already in her boyish clothes.
"Grantaire, what are you doing. You missed a least ten minutes of preaching." A man said, putting down his quill., and walking over to us. Maybe he was Jean Prouvaire. I looked over to Steven, who had been quiet this entire time.
"I went down for another drink, and I ran into these fellows. They're heard of the the Enjolras should know." He slurred. I suddenly wanted to go hide in a dark alley. I was VERY shy, and not one for meeting book characters.
"Well then, let a more sober man guide you. I am Jean Prouvaire, follow me." He said, as Grantaire sat down at a table with two other men.
"Enjolras! We have visitors." Jean called. A man in a red vest that could only be Enjolras looked up from his conversation with someone.
"Jean, who are these people?" He asked, standing up. Since Jean Prouvaire didn't know, I took this as a sign to speak up.
"My friends and I heard of your rebellion, so we traveled here." I simply said. I got some of those, Your lying, looks, but it was the best I had.
"What's your name?" Enjolras asked me. I looked up at him, I knew he was twenty-two, but he looked 17.
"Sage. Sage Miller." I said, trying to sound polite. Enjolras observed my friends and I with iced blue eyes. I felt I had been caught stealing a million dollar car.
"What are your names?" Another man asked. They stayed silent.
"You know it is not proper to have a woman do all the talking." Another man said, which probably made we turn into a dark shade of red.
"Your right," Adrien said." We would, but we do not know your names." I wanted to jump up and down and say, You go, Adrien, but I nodded my head in agreement.
"I am Combeferre." The man who asked for our names said. Holding out his hand to Adrien, who shook it with a serious face.
"I am Adrien." He said. At least his name was French, but I didn't know about everyone else.
"That lump of there is Joly." Grantaire said, pointing over to a grumpy looking man reading a book. Max stepped forward out of the back.
"I'm Max." I did a mental face-palm. Why couldn't he use his middle name or something?
"I am Courfeyrac.'' A man said, coming up behind me. Ethan stepped out from behind Devin.
"Jacob. Pleasure to meet you." He said, grinning like a loon. The real Les Amis started laughing at Ethan's joy, so Jake backed him up.
"My brother is very joyful, he can turn any negative situation into a laugh. I am Robert." Jake said, clasping hands on Ethan's shoulders.
"Ah, we have Marius and Lesgle for that." Grantaire said, as two men looked up from their conversations. I took it the younger looking one was Marius.
"We also have opposites for that, Alexander and Johnathon. Negative men." Adrien said, nodding to Alex and John. I remembered that all they did was frown the entire time we were here. Suddenly Marius stood up, and looked down at the front door. As a person had just entered. He waved whoever it was up to were we were.
"Hello Marius." A female voice said. I turned around to see someone that had to be Eponine. I didn't see what Victor Hugo described Eponine as. I saw a very pretty girl with long brown hair.
Even though she was covered in dirt, and was wearing rags, if this was Eponine, Cosette must have been a supermodel. So leave it to Devin to imminently go up to Eponine and flirt. To make matters worse, he had a girlfriend. That was playing Cosette! So I thought of a name better than Devin.
"Millard, wouldn't dear Anna be upset if you don't write her that we have arrived?" I called to him, making him turn as red as Enjolras's vest.
"We really should be going." I told Enjolras, as I huddled every out of the small room. Although that was sort of hard when he grabbed my arm.
"Wait, would you like to come back tomorrow for an entire meeting? You seem dedicated to the cause." He said, looking into my eyes.
"We would love to." I said, smiling as my fellow actors and I left ABC Cafe.