Glorybringer AU ☆the fault in our stars☆

[17] New Beginnings (1)

☆Glory☆

Dear Helianthus,

I was surprised to see that your name meant. What's the meaning behind it?

I was rejected, but turning back to your last email, I think I'll be okay. I'm going to move on. Although rejection really is painful, it also leaves you free. Kind of. But yeah, it mostly hurts. At first, I really hated the person that rejected me, but I think I was being a little stupid. It's not their fault. Then I thought that maybe I could match their expectations-- they have a very particular type of who they want to date-- but I realized that I didn't want to change myself for someone. I'm kind of done with that. I do want to keep our friendship, and they did too. So we're working on that, although it is a little hard.

I think I'm going to focus on myself for a little while. I see that you were avoiding my statement than I could help you with your case. Of course, I don't want to pressure you into it.

I still can't shake off the thought that I do know you in real life.

Question 1: have you ever rejected someone, and how do you treat them afterwards? And what, if you did, are your reasons for rejecting a person?

Question 2: Do you think I can stay friends with the boy that rejected me? I really want to hear your opinion on the matter.

Thank you so much for exchanging emails with me. I'm not the sentimental type, but they always are a great help.

-Daffodil

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"Glory, come on! Write your name, for God's sake!" Tsunami's grinning. "WRITE IT!"

I roll my eyes, but I obediently write my name on the clipboard. Sunny laughs as Tsunami throws her arms in the air. That crazy girl with blue eyes. I love her.

Deathbringer's not there. He has never been there lately. The only time I see him is lunch, and even then we won't talk. He tried to talk to me a couple times, but it was awkward.

"Who else has signed up for it?" Sunny looks at the clipboard with squinting eyes. "Only one. Scarlet-- their handwriting is so messy-- Sky, I think?" Then all of us look at each other with disbelief. "Oh. Scarlet-- the Scarlet."

"Yes, it's me." Scarlet Sky, her arm wrapped around Peril, flashes us a smile. Her poorly dyed red hair-- so poorly done that it's actually a shade of orange-- and deep, slithering voice. Her eyes shine everywhere she goes, so much so that it makes people look at it again. Challenging yellow, shining even more surrounded by the dark mascara and eyeliner. She smirks. "Hi, Glory."

"Yes, ignore everyone else that is beside Glory," Tsunami mutters darkly. To make a point, she replies lightly, "Hi, Peril!"

Everyone knows who Scarlet Sky is. I learned about her the first day of school. A year older, with her skirt shortened so badly that it's a wonder I can't see her butt when she walks. She's famous for her stepfather, Chameleon, who apparently runs a very big company. Which makes her act like she's better than everyone else.

"God, you get prettier as time passes," Scarlet gushes, reaching out to touch my hair. I squirm uncomfortably. "And Sunny, I swear you're so small and thrilling that I actually want to stuff you with cotton and hang you on my bedroom wall. Burn, wouldn't that be thrilling?"

Burn, the captain of the volleyball team, nods grimly. Her blonde hair is tied back, and she is wearing her team jersey. She looks at Sunny like she actually wants to stuff her with cotton. "Yes."