Maybe Roblox Was A Good Game After All

best friends

I love reading halls comments but when I click the notification it won't load :((( but y'all are fr the SWEETEST Ngl

Now buckle up its tea time (and I mean tea)

The video was posted on YouTube, and the link was posted on Tiktok and Twitter.

It got 2 views in an hour.

I got fed up and went to bed.

When I woke up, it had 4 million views and the number one hashtag on Twitter was #savebarron2020. I might have screamed aloud.

We did it. Phase one was complete, we were saving Barron. I laughed and laid on my bed and started reading tweets and plans, then got dressed for school. The overall idea was to get to the White House and pull an Area 51 on them but actually raid the place.

Then I made a second video, in the time I had in the week following the first, one with the date of the second day of my D.C. field trip listed as the date, and more footage of video calls and text messages from late into the night. Centuries by Fall Out Boy played in the background.

Then I dedicated a Twitter account to the videos, with only a blurred profile picture and a bio of "Save my best friend." I only retweeted things relevant to the saving. People were mad.

I went to school on a Tuesday morning and my friend said to me in the hall, "Did you hear that they're gonna try to get Barron Trump out of the White House? And it's the same day as our field trip! D'you think it's gonna get canceled?" I feigned surprise. "They are? Why?" I pretended I was confused.

"I- I mean, some girl made a YouTube video about him and how messed up his life is. It's all over TikTok and Twitter and Instagram and it's number one trending and I- uhm, anyway, I'm freaking out!" She giggled weirdly. I caught on to her pretending to slip up and say "I". Jokes on her.

"I hope we get a room at the hotel from where we can see the White House! Maybe we'll see him get rescued!" I exclaimed, like I was excited to see the finale of a TV show. She faked fear, then faked faking calmness. Wait, what? "Oh! Uh, are you sure you want to be my room mate? Because I know you stay up late a lot, I always see you online on Roblox, and uhm..." She trailed off. "I'm quiet, I won't bother you, don't worry." I was cackling hysterically on the inside. I was going to fuck over her story so bad.

"Uhm... Can I tell you a secret at lunch?" The bell rang and I yelped and sprinted in the direction of my class. "Sure! I shouted over my shoulder.

...

I woke up at 5:30 A.M. like usual. I showered quickly and got dressed even more quickly and left my bedroom at 6:15. Like usual. I went down the fourth set of stairs and sat down quietly in the kitchen, waiting for the usual plain bowl of oatmeal.

I said gracias to the maid and ate my one bowl of oatmeal, as usual. I stood up to get my school backpack and books when my mother grabbed my shoulder, as I was walking down the hall.

"Yes mom?" I asked. "There's a video of you and that girl you told me about on the internet, do you know about that?" She muttered, gently pulling me along to make it look like a normal conversation. "Mhm." I said, trying to make the noise as quiet as possible.

"Your father knows about it. Get your phone and computer out of the White House, it's not raining for a week." She cleared her throat and raised her voice to a normal level. "Would you like me to walk you to school? I have time." I grinned. "Sure!"

Unlike usual.

...

I slid onto my lunch table seat and glanced at my friend. There were three popular girls sitting with us now, I hadn't realised that while I was always talking to Barron. My friend giggled with her Starbucks straw in her mouth. I felt disheartened to learn she had become one of those girls while I was absorbed in the world of dark mode discord.

"Anyway girlies, now everyone's here, I have a big secret to tell everyone." She smiled at me. "I'm Barron Trump's bff." She giggled and put her hands over her mouth. Yeah, she would not get along with the Barron I knew. But instead of saying that, I squealed, "OMG!!! Can you show us the texts? What's his Roblox username? I didn't know you had discord, can you add me?" I looked at her expectantly.

"Oh, uh, here you go, I have screenshots of Discord messages-" I cut her off. "But you're his best friend, don't you have like, the original messages? On the Discord app? And what editing software did you use for the video? It seemed really good." I cringed on the inside at my indirect bragging.

"Oh, I deleted all that stuff so the government wouldn't find me." She laughed nervously. "You have to remember his Discord though! Or your software! Or something about him we don't!" One of the popular girls added. "Oh, uh, he's a dog person and likes the color blue." My friend said nervously.

He wants a pet cat and his favorite color is yellow.

"What's his Roblox? You didn't delete that, did you?" Said a third girl. We were cracking my friend's story like an egg. "Oh, I had to unfriend him so no one could find me, and I forgot his username." I snorted. "You're friends with someone for over a month and just forget their username?"

"Uh- well-" The bell rang. The moment I was out of earshot me and the other girls guest into laughter. Who would've thought that me, quirky antisocial alt tiktok hobbit lookin weirdo would be laughing with girls who watch Charlie Damelio unironically?

Life is crazy.

To whoever I promised and update in two days- sorry dude, I had some stuff happen so this is late :( also I'm not. Proof reading what I just wrote if I can't spell and the plot holes look like black holes that's a problem between u and god