Enjolras POV: "No, mauris I don't care about you're lonely soul. Revolution is near,No. I broke it off with Belle, she was just a distraction. " I angrily spit out at mauris through my phone, "No, bye Mauris." As I speak to him a girl with long brown hair covered with dirt, in an dark olive green dress, a face I had never seen before, had the good fortune of me accidentally running into her shoulder. She looked quite annoyed. Strange, most women gawk at the sight of me. This girl, a beautiful melancholy face, that takes no notice to my usually fawned over appearance, strikes me as intriguing, maybe after the revolution I can make yet another pursuit at a gamin, they are much more tolerable than those bourgeois girls.
