Chapter 9

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Ella's POV

I wake up when the sunlight rays hit my face. My mother used to say that "the early bird gets the worm." Well he can keep the stupid worm, because I'm not waking up early. I hear voices and go ridged. I didn't take a man yesterday. Then I hear Enjolras' strong voice and relax. Oh yeah. The freaking Les Amis fell asleep in my hallway and so I dragged them in here. They're the biggest idiots I've ever met. I roll over so my back is to the wall. I open my eyes a little bit and see two giant brown ones meters away from mine. 

"Cher Dieu!" I jump up and clutch the covers to my thin night dress. I open my eyes all way to see Courfeyrac laughing his rich laugh and Marius hitting him in the head.

"God Courfeyrac! I said wake Ella, not kill her!" Enjolras walks over and sits on my bed. He hands me a cup of tea and I thank him. I sip in silence until Enjolras breaks our silence. 

"Ella, how did we end up IN your flat?" I giggle a bit and pass him my empty tea mug. 

"Well, you and all the other idiots fell asleep in my hallway, and because I'm so kind, I dragged you each in here and let you all sleep in a giant pile on the floor." I smile and push the hair out of my face. Enjolras smirks and gets up. He offers his hand to help me up. I shake my head and he didn't understand. 

"Enjy" 

"Yes...."

"I'm in my nightgown...... And there are a number of young men in my flat..... where I'm in my NIGHTDRESS." I stress that last part. He goes blood red and looks around. He hands me his red coat and I accept it. I have it wrapped around my tiny shoulders. I never realized the  in contrast to his broad shoulders to my small ones. His coat smells of the comforting smell of Apollo. I take Enjolras' outstretched hand and stepped into my "kitchen area". My flat is one big room with a small bathroom. I have my "bed area" my "kitchen" and then my bookshelf. Joly, Jehan and Combeferre are reading my books, Marius and Courfeyrac are cooking, and Grantaire is still passed out against my door. I sit at my table and Enjolras sits next to me. We engage in light chatter about how school is, but I avoid the conversation turning to me. Soon Marius brings me a plate with eggs on it. EGGS? When did I get eggs?! 

"Ummm, Marius. Where did the eggs come from?" Marius and Courf got quiet and looked to Enjolras who had his face in his hands. 

"What the enfer did you guys do?" They didn't speak until Combeferre with his nose in one of my books spoke up.  

"You might as well tell her. Or I will." I walk over to Marius and get really close to his face. 

"Marius Pontmercy. did you do something illegal?" He smiled and then 'Ferre spoke up. 

"Hey, it wasn't just Marius. Give Courf some credit. Did you know how fast of a runner those two are? Javert and all the kings men couldn't catch them. Luckily it was just the fat butcher." 

"Je jure devant Dieu, je ne peux rien faire ou dormir sans vous mettre dans le pétrin! Je t'aime, mais vous creusez ma tombe et me mettre dedans!" I hit Marius and Courfeyrac in the heads and then sat down and ate my eggs. They smiled gave a plate to everyone. They were the most delicious eggs I've ever had! After I had finished my eggs I continued to talk to Enjolras. It was lovely. 

"So Ella. That's enough about the university. How's Paris and Saint Michelle?" I gulp. There is no escaping it now. 

"Well, I bought myself a flat. I have a sort of job. i spend a lot of time with Gavroche and Grantaire. I miss you guys. It's rather boring."  Grantaire had just woken up with an unpleasant hangover. I stand up hoping to avoid questions. 

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