In the year of 2077, everything is very advanced technology wise, with excellent scientist being able to even create portals to other explored places and even planets, even world specific in the internet, one of which like Roblox, a game made by Dav...
~A/N hey there 😏 you know it's cute when u read my books? Ok I'll stop. Btw I decided to waste my time and draw scenes instead of using google even though it might be funny to find a stock image~
Nova, or known in real life as Quinn, grumbled as she took off her VR headset, rubbing her eyes and placing on her rectangle glasses on her face.
She blinked, "man why can I have a cute Cocovira or Sauruim in real life if I can afford all this dumb shit..." she complained while kicking her school backpack.
"Hey!" Her mother called outside the door, "I better not hear any cursing in there or I'll bring out the belt!"
"Uh-huh! Sure!" Quinn sighed, ignoring her mom as she took her almost broken hairbrush and brushed the tree she calls her black hair, complete with leaves and twigs too. Quinn tied it into a neat ponytail, leaving her purple bangs out as she looked in the mirror, now all she need to do is not look like a discord moderator with her outfit.
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"Damm..." she uttered, "I looked ugly as hell-"
"ALIGHT YOUNG LADY THATS IT," Quinn's mother broke down the door, flip flop in hand and gave her the wombo-combo with a side of mental trauma. "LANGUAGE!"
"BUT MA I'M 17?!" Quinn uttered through tears and a now terribly bruised face.
"AND IM 7, COME HER AND SHOW ME YOUR 17 AND TAKE IT LIKE A CHAMP!"
"KYAAAAAAAAA!" Quinn squealed at the top of her lungs.
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On a rainy day at Courtwood high, where bullying isn't allowed, nor any kinda of violence, it was clearly captured by many other students at the front entrance that Quinn's mother physically threw Quinn out the shotgun window, as if she already wants bruised enough, and left her without an umbrella.
Most students recall the mother screaming, "AND DONT COME BACK HOME TILL YOU'VE LEARNED HOW TO BE RESPECTFULA ND FOLLOW YOUR ELDERS RULES?!"
"Damn bro," A girl with two different colored hair, orange and purple, with a scenecore like set up, called towards her, shutting her locker and snorting. "I heard what happened, what did you do to piss of her so badly, it was bad enough when you got your hair dyed without permission!"
Quinn swung open her locker, "Shut up Bit- I mean Eliot-" She stuttered.
Eliot snorted and laughed out loud. "You really need to stay off that game dude!"
"I will as soon as I get that UGC," Quinn replied, swinging her backpack infront of her knee and propped it up, "and then I'll be done with Roblox for like a million years!"
Eliot popped their gum, "and what about Strawberry?"
"Uhhh..." Quinn scratched her chin, placing one of her books in her locker, "I'll just give her to Gloria, I know she'll definitely play that game more after this."
