About Ruben

Tuesday|6th September 2016

Oh my god, John! Oh my freak! You'll never in a gazillion years guess what happened today! Never! Oh my god! I look like goose with all the goosebumps on my arms.

Today, (oh my god) Mrs. Krüger (oh my god) put me (oh my god, I can't) in a group (oh.my.god.cant.breathe) with Rianna Barbaros (someone call an ambulance) and the prettiest girl on earth: Carlotta Henley!

We were supposed to find out what the goals of the United States of America were after the Second World War in groups. It was an unspoken agreement that Scar, Mitchell and I would work together. But then Mrs. Krüger went and burst our bubble. Because she chose the groups.

However I was immensely happy with my group-members. Minus Rianna Barbaros. Because she's stupid. So are her comments.

Rianna (she sat down beside me): Hi freak.

Lotta: Ri! Excuse her, Ruben.

I didn't reply because I was busy fainting when she sat down beside me and her arm brushed mine and I felt that undeniable bond again. We're meant to be!

Rianna: What? He is a freak. I mean look at him.

Lotta: Ri, stop it. I think his eyes are awesome. What's it called again?

I think your eyes are really awesome, too.

Haven't I told you this before, John? No? Sorry my bad! I'll explain: 

Me: Central heterochromia. An eye condition where two colors are present in the same iris. The pupillary zone or the central zone of the iris is a different color than the ciliary zone or mid-peripheral zone. The true eye color of the person is the outer color. My true eye color is blue while my pupillary zone is gold. Due to the appearance of the multicolored eye, eyes displaying central heterochromia are also called cat-eyes.

There, I went and made a fool out of myself again! Congratulations, Ruben Loser-waters.

Needless to say an awkward silence followed after that.

Rianna: Thanks, you encyclopedia-on-legs for sharing your knowledge with us. Truly amazing. I am much more informed now.

Lotta: Ri, stop it!

Me: There are also two other types of heterochromia...

Rianna: For fuck's sakes.

Lotta: You're being a total ass right now, Rianna.

Rianna: Sorry for being a bit furious. It's okay we're with him instead with our boyfriends.

Lotta didn't say anything after that. She just bit her lip and turned to look at me with a small smile.

Lotta: Let's start? In the text here it says that the three victor-countries Great Britain, the United States and Russia...

I'm sorry I haven't told you about my condition yet. It didn't seem very important to mention. To be honest I kind of forget sometimes that I have central heterochromia. And then I wonder why people stare at me weirdly when I talk with them.

My eyes are a part of me, just like baldness is a part of my dad's head and wrinkles are  part of my mom's face.

There had been times when I cursed my eyes because they made me feel different from others. I had wished for normal eyes but then my dad sat me down one night and looked me straight into my central heterochromia eyes. He said:

Dad: Son you ain't yourself without those eyes. What's Ruben Montgomery without his special eyes. If someone stares, let them. But never forget that those eyes make you special. Along with everything else you are.

Ever since that night I had never wished for normal eyes again.

I've got almost similar eyes to Edward Cullen, John! That's gotta make the girls run for me.

So, back to present. Eh, past:

Rianna: You must be new to town. I haven't seen you around a lot before.

Lotta: Rianna.

Me: I've been living here since birth.

Rianna: Uups, my bad. I mean it's not my fault if your like a ghost. You never talk, you never come to any of the parties, oh my god you actually do your homework. Like come on, that just screams loser.

I am not one to hurt woman but right now I'm minutes away from hurling my book at her head.

Anyway, after a lot more comments from Rianna, reprimands from Lotta and weird answers from me later, Mrs. Krüger said the two words that made my heart clench in contradiction.

Mrs. Krüger: Class dismissed.

I was both relieved to get finally away from Rianna but sad that Lotta would leave with her as well.

I've been thinking. It's been on my mind a lot but I've always wondered why Lotta hangs out with Rianna. Don't get me wrong, Rianna can be nice sometimes...

Oh what am I saying. Rianna is a complete hag.

fyfy, Ruben