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StuffOfLegend · 04-18-2010, 12:04 PM

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Originally Posted by CaleyShoutCaley<3

Rejection. This was what rejection felt like. It sucked. Rejection from a dork at that. She shouldn't be upset, but she was? Her stomach was doing flips. She had never been rejected before, not once. He did have a point though, a very valid point. That didn't stop her from sobbing her eyes out which was bound to happen in a few seconds.

"Pl-..please ?"she stuttered. Now it was her turn to stutter. Then the tears came out. She looked utterly pitiful.

His heart broke; at that face, at those tears. But inside, there was a silent and uncanny anger that resfused him to feel any mercy, any pity. Had that wall not been there, he would've acted the complete oppisite to the way he was acting now. But he was a nerd, a dork, and he was sick of taking her hell. "No." he said simply, green-eyed gaze set on her's. His glare turned into one of almost apology, but before she could even respond, he was on his feet, and making his way over to his bag that had been left on the otherside of the room.

04-18-2010, 12:04 PM	#733 (permalink)
StuffOfLegend Puffskein Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: Ish Sorry :'( Posts: 1,591 Hogwarts RPG Name: Finn-Stella Daniels Third Year	Quote: Originally Posted by CaleyShoutCaley<3 Rejection. This was what rejection felt like. It sucked. Rejection from a dork at that. She shouldn't be upset, but she was? Her stomach was doing flips. She had never been rejected before, not once. He did have a point though, a very valid point. That didn't stop her from sobbing her eyes out which was bound to happen in a few seconds. "Pl-..please ?"she stuttered. Now it was her turn to stutter. Then the tears came out. She looked utterly pitiful. His heart broke; at that face, at those tears. But inside, there was a silent and uncanny anger that resfused him to feel any mercy, any pity. Had that wall not been there, he would've acted the complete oppisite to the way he was acting now. But he was a nerd, a dork, and he was sick of taking her hell. "No." he said simply, green-eyed gaze set on her's. His glare turned into one of almost apology, but before she could even respond, he was on his feet, and making his way over to his bag that had been left on the otherside of the room. __________________ 'Cause w h e n* I close my eyes and *d r i f t* away,* I think of *y o u* and *e v e r y t h i n g s* okay... And maybe it's *t r u e, That I can't live without y o u, Well maybe t w o is better than *o n e**