About Ruben

Tuesday|9th August 2016

Hey there John-John.

Today was the day. D-Day. Okay not really. Today was hamburger day in school. Only our hamburgers are made of indescribable, unidentifiable meat. If it is even meat...

Anyway, we got our maths tests back. I've got a lousy A. Sucks to be me. I was striving for a A*.

Scar punched yet another boy today. Before you point a finger at me and accuse me of being the reason behind it...I am completely innocent.

Holden Patch called Scar a girly girl. Don't see the logic of the punch? Well, Scar doesn't like to be called a girly girl. She's hardly a girl. She's such a tomboy that I -in comparison to her- feel like a girl.

Patch is on the football team. Which means that Parker Hood thinks he's got football skills. But he is on the football team also because Patch is Hoods best friend. They're like bfflaeadaaotos (best friends for life and even after death and also on the other side). They're partners in crime, brothers from other mothers but also bastards.

Patch dates Rianna Barbaros and Hood dates the queen.

Together they're like Mr. Business (Lego movie. It's legit, John!). If I could only find the piece of resistance and put an end to their terrible triangle of tyranny.

Triangle because, John, to be honest you've got to exclude Carlotta from their evilness. Carlotta looks like she's trapped in all their devilish antics and terrible behavior.

But anyway, Scars 'Patch-Punch' was not the weirdest thing today.

So you see, there's a new girl in our school. Beats me why anyone would willingly join this school.

She's been here for around week but I've never seen here before...today. And yesterday in English Literature. But I didn't really look at her. Just at her hair. And her legs. They were kinda long and brown. And her eyes. She has this set of real dark brown- I totally was staring, wasn't I?

Anyway, I was minding my own business during free period, tucked away on a chair in the library when out of nowhere pops the new girl.

I've gotta admit, she might be competition for Lotta.

(I've got a new nickname for Carlotta by the way. That's because Hood calls her her full name and I don't want to have any similarities with that brick-head. After much pondering I came to the conclusion that Lotta is suiting)

Anyway back to the new girl.
She's got brown hair and her skins got a hint of brown (like I've already mentioned. Remember? The legs?). She's dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a simple hoodie whereas Lotta would be dressed up in a dress now.

And then John, while I was minding my business and while she was minding hers, our gazes kind of met! It was so freaky! Because she smiled! At me!

I must have done something stupid because she let out a small laugh before she came and stood in front of me. A pretty girl approached me! Beat that, John!

Her: Is this seat taken?

Me:...

Her: I'll take that as a no.

She was right. Like I said, I was alone so no, the seat was not taken. And before I could bat an eye, John, she sat down opposite of me.

Her: I'm Kalani.

No, you're pretty. Okay John, let's pretend I didn't just write that.

Omg

Kalani: What's your name?

Me: Eh

[Kalani laughs. Her laugh is loud and the complete opposite of Lotta. It is, kind of, adorable]

Me: It's...Ruben. Ruben Montgomery.

Kalani: Hello, Ruben-Ruben Montgomery. You're in my English Literature class, aren't you, Ruben?

I must have nodded because she nods too. Oh my god, John. I've still got goosebumps.

After that the conversation kind of died down a bit. There wasn't hardly any conversation but still.

Kalani: So what are you doing, Ruben Montgomery?

Me: Maths, Kalani...something.

Kalani: Deshmukh-Smith. I'm like a quarter Indian.

Me: I'm like full American.

What bs was I talking, John? Someone should put a gun to my head and shoot me so that I can't embarrass myself further. But Kalani must have found it funny because she laughed.

Afterwards we talked about everything and nothing. It was just talk, you know? We didn't pour out our darkest secrets but we did talk about fears. Well, Kalani did most of the talking. I was just listening while occasionally nodding.

Did you know that Kalani is scared of not being accepted? You couldn't, because I didn't either.

Kalani: I was bullied a lot when I was younger. All because I had different skin and parents from different countries. I wanted to be accepted but I wasn't.

That kind of hit me, John. I'm not accepted either. All because I study? All because I'd rather watch a documentary than go out and party with friends? All because I look like I look like and not like everyone else? What's so bad about being a nerd?

Nothing, Ruben. There's absolute nothing wrong in being a nerd.

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Ruben