I Don't Fit In~ Ruel Van Dijk

6)

Writer: hehe thought I'd share my favourite pic of Ruel to u guys ^ :P

HINA

I sit like a lump of nothing on my bed. I don't know why I feel like shit. Tears roll down my cheeks. Maybe it's because of the friends I left back at home. But what friends?! I left one friend. My bestie, Barleen but why am I crying over all those damn shitty people who pretended to be my friends. Well, they didn't even try to pretend to be my friends. They left me hanging on "read"every time I texted them. Why should I let them make me cry?!

I'm sick of this. I'm in Australia. I have an awesome friend here.
I whip out my notebook that I brought from Canada. All of my old lyrics/song scraps are in this book. I open a page and start speed-writing.
1 hour laterrr

I wrote a song. Wow. It's rare for me to just write a song. It usually takes me at least two days to get a creative mindset and write a good song. It's crazy how your feelings and experiences can turn into art.

I shuffled through my boxes of things that I still haven't unpacked. My microphone sits at the bottom and I plug it into my computer. Hehe let's do this.
I sing my all into this song.

RUEL

My house is right next to Hina's. There's green bush and fences that separate us though. But I can Hina's voice from here. Her window is down again. I can't tell if she shouting or talking so I open my window to hear better. Oh my god. My jaw drops. Is that even Hina? Hina doesn't sing. She writes songs though. That voice sounds like hers. My gosh that voice is incredible. Whoever is singing in her house, they're really good. I feel like talking to Hina so I FaceTime her.

"Hey"! I say.

"Oh hi"! Headphones rest on her neck. They look like the ones you use for recording singing.

"What were you doing"?

"Ohh just writing some songs, you know."

"Haha. That's cool. Want to go on a drive"? I ask wanting her to say "yes".

"Uhh... sure"!

She looks behind her as if there's something there.

"Meet you in five, outside" I say.

"K, bye"!

I want to know who was just singing. Maybe it's her mom. I don't know. I put on a jumper over my shirt and slip on my go-to shoes. I love my Nike Drop Type's.

"Heyooo"! I wave at Hina.

She waves back and bows. The typical Asian thing huh. I giggle.
"Why do you bow to Me"?

"I don't know. My habit"?

"Sure."
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HINA
Time: 8pm
We stopped at a gas station to get some snacks. There are those mirror camera thingys in the store so Ruel and I snap a couple of fun pics.

In da Car•
"So have you wrote any songs?" Ruel asks.

"Yeah", I say shyly.

"Can you sing me someeee", Ruel does some puppy eyes.

"Uhmmmm maybee next time".

"When is "next time"?

"I don't know."

"Why not now"?

"Ruueeeellll", I sigh."I just don't like singing in front of people."

"You can trust me".

"Ruel. I just get nervous and can't sing properly."

"Come onnnn. I don't care if you don't sing properly. I at least want to hear the song from you. You don't have to worry about how you sound."

"Finnneeeeee", I sigh and giggle nervously.

🎵"sit there being pretty
Constantly leaving me on read"

I pause.

I forget that Ruel is here and keep singing like there's no one around.

🎵"Fake friends
Their just their to fill the gaps
Fake friends, yeah
Trapped in between walls, mmm
•••"🎶
(These r just random lyrics lol)

I look over to Ruel who's jaw is dropped. I was that bad huh. I giggle. I tend to when I'm nervous.

"What"? I ask.

"You're so good. Not only is your song awesome, but your voice... Are you kidding me?! The world should hear your voice!"

"Ruellll. It's not special. I'm good where I am right now. Hiding."

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RUEL

I sit on my bed thinking about Hina. I find myself thinking about her often. Her voice is perfect. I'd love to sing with her sometime but that would lead to me telling her about my singing career.

It's currently 1am. I came back an hour ago. Hina and I just jammed out during the drive. She doesn't even have to try to sing good. Hina is so effortlessly talented. School sucks but I have an escape now.