"He smiled and all I could think
was oh sh*t."
His smile. That smile that shone like a million stars. I was blinded by his smile. I was so blinded that I almost didn't hear his question. "Are you really feeling alright? You look confused." "No, no. I'm feeling alright. Thank you.", Juliette replied quickly, feeling how she was about to blush, "I've never seen a mass of people surrounding a single man.
What's the occasion?" "That man is named Enjolras. He's our leader." "Leader? What is he leading?" "Les Amis de l'ABC. We're eleven members, including me. Maybe you should come to our meeting.", Courfeyrac said with a smile.
"Where's that meeting?" "The Café Musain. Are you interested?" "Maybe", she smiled at him, "maybe I am". "Will I see you at the Café tonight?" "We will see."
After she said au revoir to the young man, she kept walking to the next pharmacy.
"Bonjour Monsieur." "Bonjour Mademoiselle, how are you doing today?", the nice man asked her. "I am feeling alright. Just my Papa, he's getting worse day by day. I'm in need of some medicine for him." "Of course, that's 10 francs." "10? But you always sold it for 5 francs.", Juliette asked, getting frustrated.
"Life is getting more expensive, my dear." She handed him the 10 francs and took the medicine. She left the pharmacy once again and went back to the bakery. She stopped again at the place where she met Courfeyrac, in hope she would see him again but sadly they weren't there anymore.
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The City called Saint Michel
FanfictionYes, it's a Les Mis fanfiction. I love Les Misérables so much and I love all the fanfics I've read so far. So here's my attempt at one - - - 1832 in Saint Michel. A bakers daughter falls in love with a revolutionary. What happens when she decides t...
