P.O.V. Hazel Grace
You will never believe what happened to me yesterday! My parents, mostly my mom, made me go to support group yesterday for my depression and cancer or whatever. I was seriously dreading it. I got out of the car at the church my mom was dropping me off at, and rolled my way to the front door.
"Make some friends!" I hear my mom yell from the car.
As I was walking into the building I accidentally bumped into this boy who was somewhat taller than me. He was really cute of what I actually saw of him. I said sorry and quickly walked away. I used the elevator because I don't usually do well walking up stairs.
When I got to the room people were still arriving, so I just took my seat, and waited. The instructor introduced himself, and his name was Patrick and he survived, well, ball cancer. He had cancer in his balls. His testicles. His dicks best friends. LOL. He lives in him parents house playing video games all day, divorced, getting his masters degree from college. At the hospital, the doctors told him he wasn't going to live, so he was supposedly a miracle from God.
We all sat there listening to Patrick's gross stories, when he finally stopped and said, "let's all introduce ourselves and list a couple of our fears. Also say why you are here in the literal heart of Jesus."
The church was shaped like a cross, and we were in the intersection, therefore the LITERAL HEART OF JESUS.
The first boy that stood up: "Hi, My name is Isaac. I have a glass eye because I have rare eye cancer and about to lost the other eye. I fear losing Monica, my girlfriend. Always."
Boy number #2: "Hello. My name is Augustus Waters. I'm seventeen."
OMFG
IT'S AUGUSTUS FRICKIN' WATERS.
"I had osteosarcoma in my right leg, but they amputated it and look at this robo thing. Now, I'm cancer-free. I came for my best friend, Isaac. I fear oblivion."
Seriously. Oblivion.
Pff.
I slowly raise my hand.
"Everyone will some day die, which means everything humanity has ever build could be all for naught. There was a time before organisms experienced consciousness and there will be a time after too. If thought is troubling you, just ignore it. God knows that's what everyone else does."
"Ok. Thank you Hazel, and do you mind please sharing about yourself? It's your turn." Peter Said.
"Hi. My name is Hazel Grace. I am sixteen. Originally I had cancer in my thyroid, now it's in my lungs."
After support group was over, I hopped in the elevator and waited for my mom at the front door of the church. I looked over my left shoulder to find Augustus standing there.
"So you're the infamous Hazel Grace, huh?
"I guess I am."
He's every bit of what I hadn't expected, which makes him all the more desirable.
I'm somewhat creeped out. He's staring at me.
"Why are you staring at me?"
"I enjoy looking at beautiful people."
My insides are warm. This is a new feeling. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes and offers me one. I'm officially in awe. He just ruined his whole affect.
"What the hell do you think your doing?"
"Want one?"
"NO! What's your problem? Your lucky enough to be a cancer survivor and you give something so small the power to kill you?"
" You don't get it. It's a metaphor. You put it right between your teeth, but you don't light it. Your not giving the killing machine, the power to kill you. Hey, I got something to show ya, come on!"
Just then, my mom pulls up.
"Come on sweety! It's America's Next Top Model time."
I apologize to Augustus.
"Actually, Mom, Augustus wants to show me something. I will be home later. Bye! Love you!"
"Alrighty. Don't come home too late!"
"Come on, beautiful!" Augustus says as he pulls my hand in the direction of the sun.
