The Girl Who Was Noticed And The Girl Who Stayed Ignored

The Day Everything Went Wrong

Third Person's POV. Also DING-A-LING-A-LING! IT'S THE ANGST BELL! 

It was another normal day in the cafe. Yorkie and Courfeyrac were talking, Angie was swooning over Ferre, R was drinking and Mac was writing. Everything was calm. That was until Sparky came in with Enjolras in toe. "GUYS!" Enjolras yelled. Everyone looked at the pair. 
"The British have came," Sparky said. 
"The British?" Yorkie questioned. "You mean the people that eat children and screw dogs?". 
"Yorkie you can't just say that!" Angie exclaimed. Sparky snorted from the comment. 
"But it is true Angie! We need to stop them before they eat one of Sparky's siblings and screw me dog!" Yorkie exclaimed. Sparky rolled her eyes. 
"The French people have that sorted out. We need to go help," Enjolras said. With that, everyone left. They grabbed guns, bombs and bullets. Everyone had their own jobs. The boys would be fighting. Sparky would be to stay in the cafe and re-load the boys' guns. Yorkie and Angie were placing bombs around and deploying them. The fight would be one for the centuries. 

3 hours later... 

The battle was in full swing. People were dead. Luckily no one from the Les Amis or Sparky, Mac, Yorkie and Angie were gone. Yorkie was currently carrying a bazzuka around. A very risky job for her. Courfeyrac had spent the last 15 minutes looking for his love. He had finally found her. "Yorkie?!" Courf asked making the girl turn. 
"COURFEYRAC!" Yorkie exclaimed dropping her weapon. The bazzuka hit a shop, making it explode. Yorkie looked at the scene emotionless. "Oh god," she blandly said. Courf ran up to the girl. "You're okay," he muttered hugging her. 
"Of course I am!" Yorkie exclaimed reassuring her boyfriend. A high-pitched scream pierced the air. "SPARKY!" Yorkie cried running off. Courfeyrac followed. Yorkie found Sparky in an alley-way, cornered by some members of the national guard. She was out of her wheelchair. She would be weak. "P-p-please leave me be," Sparky spluttered. 
"SHUT UP CRIP!" A guard snarled pushing her against the wall. Another guard seized her up by the shirt and pushed her against the back wall. This is when they noticed Sparky was indeed a girl. "It's off to the refuge with you little lady," the main guard snarled. Yorkie started to cry. She hated seeing her uncle do this. Did I say uncle? Let me explain. 

Yorkie and Angie are the king and queen of France's daughters. This of course made Jehan one too. Yorkie hated her role as last in line and Angie loved hers of first. Their Uncle Charles was leader of the national guard. Yorkie never went by princess and instead duke. She liked Duke Yorkie anyways. Courfeyrac hid behind the wall. Yorkie was too petrified too move. Angie was at the other side of the alley-way. She was being dragged away too, Yorkie knew what was happening. Angie was being taken back home. Away from all of this. Angie pointed over at Yorkie. The guards saw Yorkie and grabbed her hand. "It's time to go home Princess J-J. Come on now," one spoke taking her off with her sister. Courfeyrac was furious. He had fell in love with royalty! The people he was fighting against. Yorkie only felt ashamed. Why would Courf ever trust her again? But little did Yorkie know that Courf would still do anything to get her back...