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© To usmell101

Hey there! I just want to point out that I'm new at this, so go easy on me :)

I really hope you guys like my story!!!!!!!.

I'm really excited for this story, Oh and please comment and vote, I need your support guys.

That is Reuben picture (so adorable)

~Reuben P.O.V. ~

I stare at my reflection in my bathroom mirror, and I can't believe this is me. Just about two years ago I was as big as my house. Wow, that stupid fat camp really actually is worth it. I really missed my mom and my best friend Lizzie, I barely got any contact with her at all. I'm only about 5'6 and before I weighted at least 250.

Now, I'm sure, I'm about 125. I still sometimes sneak a cookie or two, but I improved a lot. I'm just glad that I made the right decision, before it was too late. I sometimes still have nightmares, of me being bullied in middle school, it really affected my self-esteem. I just hope my new found self and profile, don't attract too much attention.

"REUBEN! Hurry up or you'll be late to school", my mom shouted downstairs.

Oh, oh....I think I'm just going to skip my first day of 11 grade, I'll just pretend I don't feel good or something.

I walked out my room and went downstairs.

"Ugh!" I exclaimed while holding my stomach.

"Mom, I don't feel", before I can finish my sentence, my mom says

"Oh, Reuben, do you think I was born yesterday? I'm not going to fall for that one."

"But, mom, I really don't feel good, my stomach feels really wretched."

"Reuben stop wasting my time, and quickly get to school, you don't want to miss your first day of school."

When she said first day of school, I got the feeling when I get butterflies in my stomach. I'm I really that nervous I want to go to school, but at the same time I want to stay home. Well, I'll just get it over with then, and I really want to see Lizzie.

Oh Lizzie, that silly girl. I'm really glad that I was able to get into the same school as her, without her my life would be incomplete. I have known her ever since the first day of elementary school, she always stuck up for me whenever I was bullied. She's a true friend. I really feel bad, that didn't contact her much.

I grabbed my things, and headed for my brand new Honda Accord. I love my car! I got it on my birthday, its midnight blue and so easy to drive. Before I got in I quickly texted Lizzie,

Morning Lizzie, I'm heading to school right now :)

It takes me about 10 minutes to get to school, but I made sure I took my time.

I entered the school parking lot, and parked my car, I took a glance at the school. Oh great (hint of sarcasm), it's a large school, I'm definitely going to get lost.

I'll just text Lizzie before I enter the school, I'll ask her if she will guide me to my first period.

All of the sudden, I see a girl quickly running to me and tackles me with all her strength. This girl is certainly crazy Lizzie.

"Ugh! Lizzie! Get off of me."

"O MY Holy Macaroni, Rubs is that really you"

"Yes, it is, seriously Lizzie you're hurting me"

"Oh hush you wimp, now how in the world, I'm I going to punish you, for not contacting me all this time?"

"Okay, Liz, I'm really, really sorry for not contacting you, but you know I was really busy over fat camp and stuff."

"Excuses, Excuses, I know you would have time for me, you just ~sniffle~ don't care for me, even if I'm your best friend."

"O come on Lizzie, don't make me feel bad, I tried to contact you, but I really had to focus on fixing myself, and you'll be a distraction."

"Rubs, was your problem that bad?"

"Yeah Lizzie, I didn't fully tell you, but I had an eating disorder. I had to go to a fat camp, and even get a therapist, because my eating was getting out of control. I would eat when I was emotional, eat when I wasn't even hungry, and the bullying at school really didn't help. I can't explain how I did it, but I did it."

"Oh, my poor Rubs you sure had it rough, my goodness I didn't know you were this adorable and cute."

"Um, thanks, I think...."

"You're so delicious, that I want to eat you!"

"Anyways, Lizzie can you please help me get to my first period class."

"Oh no, I'm not going to do such a thing, this is your punishment for not contacting me. You're going to have to find a way to get to all your classes, and I wish you good luck. Also don't give me those puppy eyes it won't work on me. Okay Rubs, see you fourth period, which is lunch."

"But, but........."

"Bye, bye, buddy"

I ended up entering the school, I was just a little bit early. I know for sure that I'm going to be late entering the school. I should have begged Lizzie to be my guide, but she seems to be stubborn with this whole thing.

I went to the main office of the school to get my schedule. There were some students already at school, but I didn't want to bother them with my problem.

Teenagers were getting in their classes, while I was running, walking, and sweating through the whole building trying to find my first period class. I really hate Lizzie for doing this to me, nobody deserves this kind of punishment. I'm officially getting irritated.

The humiliation of entering the wrong class and the stares of pity.

The frustration, knowing you're going to be late.

I know I should ask a staff who works at this large school. I just thought of that idea after 12 minutes of roaming the school, man! I can be really stupid.

My first period class is English, Mr. Bradley RM 303. After, it felt like ages, I found the room (I hope). I just stood there for a minute just staring at the door, I should just open the door knob and enter the room. After another minute, I did (very slowly).

Mr. Bradley was just finishing his sentence, then he looked at me.

"Well, well, well, look likes someone is late." Mr. Bradly comments.

"Um, I'm new and I really got lost, I'm quite sorry" I said

"Well, at least you're being honest," he says. "Just show me your schedule and then I'll tell you where to sit."

I feel eyes staring at me and I hear whispering, I bet I look really stupid, because I disturbed the class. I handed my schedule to my teacher, with sweaty hands.

I hope my day becomes better.

"So, your name is Reuben King?", Mr.Bradley asks.

"Yes, sir" I replied.

"Well, you're going to be placed right next to Mr. Blackwell" he tells me and points to a guy that looks like he should be on the front cover of a GQ magazine.

Then it instantly hit me, that guy is Carson Blackwell aka the Devil. He's the guy that made my life a living hell. Why him of all people, I rather sit next to a pile of donkey dodo. Just looking at him I know it's him, with his flawless face.

When he looked at me it felt like he was staring at my soul, I have to breathe, oh ha, oh whoa, oh ha, ah ha.

I walk slowly to my sit and I look at it in disgust. I'll just try not to talk to him or even make eye contact.

Mr. Bradley continues talking to the class.

Why does it feel like someone is staring at me? Oh, how wonderful (hint: sarcasm) the devil is staring at me, making me feel very uncomfortable.

It is official, my day hasn't gotten any better, but has gotten worse.

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Well, that's it for now te he :) I hope you like my story!!!!!!!

I will continue, but I want you guys to comment and vote (that will be very polite of you ;))

Tell me what you think about the story for now. And what do you think will happen next?

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