I thought I might try another Enjonine fic with more chapters. I think I'm getting a better feel for how to write them. This pair are my OTP so I hope I'm doing them justice, please can you review because I want to improve.
This was inspired by the fics Just your normal High school clique and Coffee for the edge of evening
I hope you like it.
Please Review :) xoxoxo

Chapter 1 -The Café-

The Friends of the ABC were all sat round one Coffee Table in their Favourite Café (the Café Musain) Laughing and Joking. Going clockwise around the metal table there was Hypochondriac and med student Joly who was talking to Drunk Grantaire about who knows what. Then there was intelligent Feuilly and Romantic Jean Prouvaire talking about some musical film that they wanted to watch, Activist Courfeyrac and Philosopher Combeferre were talking about the lecture they had just come from. And then there was brave and selfless Éponine and Marble Man Enjolras happily chatting about the Friends of ABC's new policies.
They were all sat round involved in there various conversations occasionaly adding to someone else's discussion when the door of the Café banged opened to show the last member of their group. Marius stood un-aware of the gaze of every customer in the café as he bounded over to his table of friends. There was a collective murmur of defeat as he came over to them. "Marius you're late." Enjolras said shooting him a disdainful look over Éponine's head. Because at his entrance she had frozen mid-sentence. Marius ignoring this interruption bounded over to Éponine light in his eyes and a smile that would rival the Cheshire cat plastered on his face. "Éponine" he sighed in a singsong voice. Éponine looked up at him meeting his misty eyed gaze reluctantly. "Thank you" he sighed. "no problem"she said with a hint of sadness underlying her throw away comment. "'ponine i was lost and now i'm found!" he said doing a little twirl "she's perfect and sweet and the best person I have ever met. She is the Love of my life"
"thats great Marius" she said a slight quiver in her voice. "Would you excuse me?" with out collecting her things she hurried away out into the cold. There was a silence where every-one glared daggers at Marius.
It was common knowledge that Éponine loved Marius everyone knew apart from the blind fool himself. Combeferre looked at Enjolras who sighed and collected her things together then left the same way that Éponine had.
Jean Prouvaire and Feuilly gave each other pointed looks. It was there mission to make the two best friends realise their feelings for each other. But knowing the Shared stubbornness of Enjolras and Éponine, this could take a while.

It didn't take them to long to shake off Marius. He practicly skipped out of the door. Completely oblivious to his friends preoccupation and ill-disguised anger. As soon as he had left they all put their heads together.
Jean Prouvaire started of their conversation in his usual manner " did you see that!" he squealed, to Joly, Grantaire, Combeferre, Courfeyrac. This meant nothing. But Feuilly cracked a smile at his friends words.
"Either I'm really drunk, or I'm missing something big here" Grantaire slurred. Slumping on the table.
"you are really drunk" agreed Combeferre."but what's going on?"Combeferre rounded on Jean Prouvaire and Feuilly. He really didn't like being in the dark.
"Well..." Feuilly began but Jean Prouvaire butted in.
"we totally think Éponine and Enj should get together!"he rushed
The rest of them spluttered. apart from Grantaire who nodded "I see that" he nodded again. Grantaire knew Enjolras better than any one (accept from maybe Éponine.) as he had known him since primary school.
the others looked at him.
"yeah" he continued trying and failing to sit up "'Ponine knows things about Enj's life that non of us know and I would bet He knows her better than us. They are like Soul Mates or something! but I mean what do i know" ha began to slump again "I'm just his drunk oldest friend."he said sleepily. The rest of the ABC stared at him.
"what?" It was Courfeyrac who broke the silence.
"now you come to mention it. I see it." Joly agreed.
"what?" Courfeyrac repeated.
"Just think about it" Joly began "think back to the day we met Éponine, now think how he has changed since." Joly and the rest of them nodded but Courfeyrac still looked sceptical
"no just let us explain" laughed Feuilly

I think primary school is the same as Elementary school in America. Thanks for reading, please review. :) xoxoxo