Rivals - Calvin Vail [LeafyIsHere] Fanfiction

Prologue

"Shut up! I never said that, you bastard!" Mom screamed toward my dad.

"You did too! Just can't remember 'cos you were dead drunk again!" He fired back at her.

I just sat in my room, like always, plugging my earbuds in and going to YouTube.com on my laptop. Laughter was always my go-to when I felt upset, or just wanted to forget for a while. Mom and dad always faught. Mom was a drunk and dad didn't want to leave her, only because of the money she had, though. I tried not to pay much attention to it, always shutting myself in my room and drowning everything out through the internet and massive amounts of video games. I liked to sing sometimes, too. Never when anyone was home, though. Which actually gave me a lot of time to sing and do whatever I wanted, since my parents were almost never home. I'm the only one living with them now, since my older brother, Chris, moved out years ago and went up to Washington. And now I can see why he left in the first place.

My favourite YouTuber is PewDiePie. His videos always make me laugh, no matter what they were about. Even his gameplays alone were hilarious, and I loved watching him play the games that I play, too. Everyone almost always saw me as some type of boy in one way or another. A "tom-boy" is what my friends call me. Because apparently if you play videogames and dress in skinny jeans and a beanie, you're labeled as a dude. That was fine by me, though. I wasn't about wearing dresses, skirts, heels, and carrying around a little purse-wallet thingy wherever I go. I wear jogger sweatpants, t-shirts, Vans sneakers, and carry anything I need in my mini dinosaur backpack that I take everywhere.

As horrible as it sounds, I loved making fun of people. On the streets, on the internet, in the mall, and I get a nice kick out of making fun of myself sometimes, too. My friends say I'm the best at making fun of people, which maybe I'm not so proud of, but at least I have a talent to show off every once in awhile. Okay, maybe I show it off more than that. But recently, I've been stuck inside my room. I didn't feel like getting up and actually doing stuff, like who has time for that? After hours on my PC and PlayStation, hours on YouTube making fun of people, hours of singing alone to myself like a loser, hours of eating, and even more hours of sleeping, there's just no time for me to actually leave my room and do "normal 15 year-old girl" things.

Even if I wanted to, I couldn't act like a girl. For fucks sake my name is Tyler; a dude's name. When I first started playing online, nobody wanted to play with me because I was some "stupid girl" who was probably horrible and couldn't do half the things that guys could do in games. I got so tired of being shut out after they heard I was a girl, so I turned my profile into a guy's. I bought a voice modifier that made me sound like a normal guy, which was really good, but costed a lot of money. It took me three years of chores and street jobs to pay for it, but it was so worth it. My mom has money to kill, but yet wanted me to pay for it myself. Which is fine, I guess. After that, everyone wanted to be on my team in every game, and everyone that wasn't on my team knew they were done for. Especially when we played Overwatch.

I loved the lazy life that I lived in. I didn't even have to wake up early for school because I took my high school classes online. That costed a lot of money, too. But my parents paid for it, so it was cool. I thought everything was perfect and awesome, but then I started getting bored. I looked around my room and saw the massive piles of trash and old boxes and bags that used to have food in them, the dirty clothes spread in each and every direction of my room, and overall, just a complete mess. I literally cringed when I realised how disgusting it was. I just wanted to clean everything up and have it be all nice and organized. But I really didn't feel like doing it, so I didn't. I remained the same as I always was. For better, or for worse.

Hope you liked this part.

Chapter One will be more interesting, I promise.

VOTE COMMENT SHARE - It means more than you think.

~Thanks, and don't forget to drink more bleach.~