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Okay guys. This chapter, in my opinion, was the best and longest thing I've ever written. My laptop wasn't working, so I was going to publish with my phone. I selected my chapter from Google Docs, and my shaking hand clicked paste instead of copy, so all my work is gone. I had to rewrite everything. Good job me. But whatever, it won’t be as good as it was before. I hope you enjoy anyways! Favorite, follow, vote, comment, etc. etc. Read on!

Enjolras saw Marius walking to his classroom when he yelled, "Marius! Marius! Did you see the news yesterday?"

"Yeah, why?" he asked, turning his head around.

"No reason." Enjolras said, running over to his locker to get his books.

Marius didn't understand what that was about, so he shrugged it off and walked into the classroom. Empty chairs at empty tables, he saw, and sat at one of them. One of the chairs at the front of the row is where he placed his backpack. He sat at the desk and waited patiently for everyone to walk into the classroom.

Enjolras quickly jiggled his locker for it to open. When the door creaked open, his books fell onto the floor next to his feet. He leaned down to pick his books up and pushed them into his locker. As his hand was still where he put his books to make sure they didn’t fall, he took his forensic science book and quickly shut his locker before the books can fall out again. As he walked into the classroom, he saw students sitting in the classroom and Javert writing stuff on his blackboard.

Eponine heard the door opened. It must be Enjolras. she thought as she turned her head to see his blonde hair. He quietly walked to the last empty seat next to the wall that was attached to the door. He put his textbook and guessed what page everyone was on.

“Enjolras.” Eponine whispered to get his attention.

Enjolras turned his head to see Eponine. Eponine had an expression of seriousness as she pointed to the blackboard where it said what page to turn on. Enjolras nodded his head and smiled. He turned back to his book and roughly turned the pages until he got to the right one.

Marius looked around the classroom, slowly watching it get filled with students. One minute before class started, he saw a man he didn’t recognize. The man started to write his name on the blackboard. Professor Thenardier? Who’s Professor Thenardier? Marius asked himself as Professor Thenardier sat at Professor Valjean’s desk.

“Hello everyone.” Thenardier croaked out. “I’ll be your professor until this school finds a new one to replace Valjean.”

“Replace?!” Marius asked out loud.

“Yeah. Replace. Didn’t you hear, boy? He ran over this woman and killed her, so he can’t teach no more.” Thenardier said, as if it was obvious.

Marius looked down at his paper as if the paper would change things. He couldn’t believe what he just heard. As Thenardier started to talk, Marius shook his head, realizing he was still in the classroom. Marius went into his backpack and opened his textbook to the correct page, but didn’t bother understanding it. Professor Valjean was better in his mind, so anyone else trying to teach this would be useless. Less than useless.

Enjolras looked up at the blackboard, trying to pay attention. The subject was interesting to him, seeing he wants to solve crimes, but Javert was boring. Enjolras didn’t see a point in trying to understand what he was saying. Enjolras gave up after five minutes of the class and took a nap on his textbook.

Eponine looked up and down from the blackboard to her notebook taking down everything Javert was writing. She was interested in this subject, and was determined to learn everything. Even if Javert was boring, she still could learn from him. She could write everything he said, even if she didn’t understand it, and then reread it later with more focus.

Marius looked at his book, not trying to understand, just look busy. He heard Thenardier’s voice, but didn’t hear what he was saying. He didn’t bother. There was no point anymore. Just reading the book isn’t the same in here. In here, Valjean should be teaching. No one could replace that.

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