When one door closes another opens leading you down a path you didn't think was even possible. Friendship, love, revolution and of course new beginnings. After all anything is possible.
AN: So technically for me it is no longer Tuesday but I'm still going to update gosh darn it haha. We're getting into the rebellion now so things will get a little sad but I have some things that will hopefully make up for it. Anyways as I always I hope you enjoy the chapter and let me know what you think!
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Rosalie had never seen so many people in the small room above the Café Musain. After the rally les amis slowly began filing in with Marius being the last one in but soon other joined their group and couldn't help but to notice that even though Enjolras was not smiling his blue eyes sparkled with the happiness he was feeling at seeing the people coming to help with the preparations.
They were gathering guns and gun power and anything else they could possibly use. Enjolras began delegating jobs out to people and Rosalie watched, a small smile playing on her lips. She didn't even know she was staring until she was startled by Marius clearing his throat before sitting next to her. "Forgive me, mademoiselle, it just seemed like you know what I'm feeling."
Rosalie smiled at Marius and squeezed his hand. "You're forgiven Marius I hadn't even realized I had slipped into a daydream. Now, what are you talking about?" She asked.
Marius sighed. "I met a girl today. She was the most beautiful girl I think I have ever seen. I think I'm in love Rosie."
Rosalie smiled wide which was easily returned by Marius. "That's fantastic news Marius," He face then dropped as she saw everything going on behind him, "Does she know about the revolution?"
Marius shook his head. "Rosie, can I trust you with this secret?"
Rosalie nodded. "Of course, Marius."
Marius took a deep breath. "I might not join. I have my doubts and I want to be with her Rosie and I can't have that guaranteed."
But as fate would have it the room quieted just as he said that and the people close to the pair heard. Grantaire poured a glass of wine and handed it to Marius. "Take this. Now, what's going on?"
Marius took a sip of his drink before answering. "I saw a girl today at the rally. She was like a ghost to me. One minute there then she was gone."
Grantaire chuckled. "I am agog! I am aghast! Is Marius in love at last?" He teased as he stood and pointed towards Enjolras. "You talk of battles to be won and here he comes like Don Juan. Why, it's better than an opera!"
Enjolras came over and sat down next to Marius, his usual firm look set in place. He was having none of this. He needed Marius' support. He couldn't just throw everything away because he thought himself in love. This wasn't some game boys played in the garden. "Do we fight for a night at the opera now? Have you asked yourself what's the price you might pay? Is this simply a game for a rich young boy to play? The colors of the world are changing day by day." He stood, going back to the maps he was looking over, hoping he had given Marius enough to think about.
