Lifecode Zero: When the Game Becomes Reality

Chapter 2: Last Day Of School - Part 2

The four boys gathered at the lunch table, discussing their summer plans and their next adventure in Digital Warriors. As they ate, Zane turned to his friends. "So, what classes are you guys thinking of for Digital Warriors?"

"I'm leaning toward a Paladin," Zane continued. "Sure, he's slow, but he can deal a ton of damage."

Jr took a sip of his drink. "I'm thinking Mage. I can heal you guys with my staff and use magic to fight off enemies."

Dallas chimed in, "Mage is cool, but I'm more of a Rogue kind of guy. Stealth is key for completing missions, especially assassinations. And if I get caught, a smoke bomb and I'm gone—like Batman!" He looked at Joey. "What class are you going for?"

Joey, lost in thought about the girl he met on the bus, didn't hear the question. Dallas smacked the back of his head. "Joey! Did you hear me?"

Joey rubbed his head. "Yeah, sorry. Zoned out for a second. I'm thinking Warrior, specifically from Kimura City."

Zane groaned. "I forgot about the locations. Classes change depending on where you're from, right? A basic Raider in the Outskirts, but in Kimura, you're more like a Samurai."

"Exactly," Joey nodded. "And some places have exclusive classes, like the Juggernaut in Providence."

As they discussed the different classes, Joey glanced at Micah, chatting with his friends. "Wonder what class Micah would be," Joey said aloud.

The others turned to look at Micah. "Probably a Berserker," Dallas said. "Fits his psycho personality."

They nodded in agreement and resumed eating. Joey's attention drifted to the girl from the bus as she walked to her table. He tapped Jr's shoulder. "What about her?"

Jr shrugged. "What do you think?"

"She seems like an Archer type," Joey said thoughtfully.

The bell rang, and they quickly got up from the table. As they headed to their fifth period, the girl tapped Joey's shoulder from behind. He turned, surprised. "Oh, hey!"

Dallas grinned. "We'll leave you and your girlfriend to chat," he teased, making Joey blush as the guys laughed and walked away.

"Sorry about them," Joey said. "They always make jokes like that."

She chuckled. "It's fine. They seem fun to hang out with."

Joey smiled. "Yeah, they are." He glanced at the digital clock:

3:45.

"Anything you need?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said. "Everyone's trying out that new game, and I was wondering if you could show me how to play sometime."

"Sure! I'd be happy to," Joey replied, nodding.

They continued talking, with Joey glancing at the clock occasionally:

3:15, 2:50, 2:25.

Eventually, she handed him a folded piece of paper. "Here's my username on social."

Joey took the paper. "Great! I'll text you 'hey' or something, and when you get your game account set up, text me your name."

"Okay," she nodded. "We should get to class," she added, noticing there were less than two minutes left. As she turned to leave, she said, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself on the bus. I'm Evey, but you can call me Eve."

"I'm Joey," he replied. "I'll see you in the game!"

As he walked to class, Joey thought to himself, Evey... A few periods later, the final bell rang, signaling the start of summer vacation.

FUN FACTS:

Dallas - the so called comedic relief. He's more of a goofball/reference machine rather than the comedic relief. Sure, he would had a few jokes, but they either lead to a reference (hence the whole Batman thing) or it's a joke he stole. I can try and write things, but James Gunn levels of comedy sadly isn't one of them. Who knows, maybe I will actually pull a good joke out of my ass every once in a while, but as of now, hell no. Like Joey and the others, Dallas is also based on someone I knew online. As he acted exactly like how he is in this series. References, stolen jokes, you get it.

Anyways, based on the conversation he had with the boys, he's obviously into stealth. So games that has stealth like Assassin's Creed he likes playing. He doesn't mind going in loud, but he prefers trying to complete a mission without getting spotted by enemies.