The Life of a Gamer Girl

Chapter 1: Gamer Girl

"Dude! Go around the tank room! They're glitching behind those boxes!" I yelled into the mic of my headphones while on a call with my clan mates playing Combat Shooting.

Hello. My name is Rah Rah, well my nickname. My real name is Sarah de Lima. I have 5 barbaric brothers and I'm the youngest sister. Yup, 6 of us. My mom wanted a girl so badly so they tried and tried and tried and tried until they finally made me, and my twin (fyi, I'm older by a minute and 30 seconds)! I'm now 18 years old, the last babies of 1990's. I like playing video games like my brothers and enjoying the nature. Whenever I get the chance, I would go to the beach and surf for a day or take my dog and run at the beach together while listening to music on my iPhone. I don't like dramas, like most people do, and I avoid drama AT ALL COST. That's why I find my "friends" from playing multiplayer video games online. Less drama, no need for personal face-to-face interaction. I'm not very introvert. I'm just more comfortable talking to people without having to face them.

"Rah Rah! Watch out from behind!!" I moved my mouse to turn my avatar around but it was too late.

Headshot! I've been shot in the head by the enemy team concluding our game, causing my team to lose the war.

"Dammit Rah Rah! I told you to pay attention!" Our clan leader, xxDamienxx, or Damien (his in-game name), scolded over our voice chat. 

"Sorry Damien. I was distracted by my dog barking just now. I'll redeem myself."

"Yikes. Wouldn't want to be on the bad side of the boss man." Laughter filled the voice chat as Ricky, or in-game name ButtPlug, said jokingly.

"Shut the fuck up Ricky. Leave Rah Rah alone. Why don't you just find a dog and plug its butt like your name. Since that's all you'll ever get to plug, you animal." John, jmarl23, said. He's really nice compared to those guys in our voice chat. But everyone's tolerable. 

Changing the subject, I said, "Well, I'll play with you guys later. I'm going down to the beach with my dog. He's been itching to go running."

"Yo Rah-rah. Your dog might've caught a whiff of THAT ASS!" Again, laughter filled the voice chat as Ricky made another innuendo.

"Ricky, at least he's getting some, unlike you!" A sound of "Ooh's" and "Woah's" were the last thing I heard before I disconnected the call. Of course, I'll always get the last word! 

I hear my dog running and came into my room. "Hey boy! Wanna go down to the beach and go running?" I excitedly said to my dog while ruffling his head. He's a beauty and fluffy. My dog barked in confirmation.

"Alright then, boy! You know what we need before we go to the beach!" My dog barked and ran to get his leash and collar. He came running back excitedly to my room and handed me his stuff while panting. I put on my workout clothes while he was waiting for me to put on his collar and leash.  When I was done changing, I put his stuff on and told him to go to the living room to wait for me. Such a smart dog. 

I took a towel and went downstairs in the kitchen to get cold water and some treats for my dog. The beach has some water stations for dogs when they get thirsty.

When I got to the living room, I heard a few whistles and a smack on the head. That was my oldest brother smacking one of my other brother's friend's head for looking at me that way. 

"I told you not to fucking do that at my sister, you idiot!" Jeremy, my oldest brother, scolded at Mason's friends.

Jeremy is the oldest of us 6 children. He's 26 years old and an architect. He creates and designs building plans for his clients. He's the best there is and the youngest architect to gain an excellence award for his awesome designs. He also built our house and my parents paid workers to create our dream house. We all contributed to the design of the house so we each get our own rooms, other types of rooms, and how our backyard would look like. They added a pool because I love swimming, even though the beach is just a few minutes away from our house.