"Why are you making me sign up for this stupid competiton?" I complained, probably for the 10th time.
"Asco Martin, I would like you to stop complaining! You don't socialize enough, you don't care about your health care enough," my mom harshly snagged some of my brown and spiky hair, trying to bring the short strands up to my eyes, "And you play on your computer and phone all day!"
I sighed softly and rolled my silver eyes at her, hanging my head down to stare at a mouse that was watching the scene with a bored expression.
"Mom I socialize online than in real life. And I socialize with my friends." I mumbled, glaring at the mouse, causing it to scamper away.
"Well you need to socialize more. And I don't mean just on Roblox, or Minecraft." Mom sighed, letting go of my hair to pull me into a one armed hug. "Go pack."
"Can I at least bring my phone?"
"...Sure. But if I hear that you were on it the whole time, I will personally blow it up."
She won't. It would cost too much money. I thought.
"Ok mom."I glanced at my phone as I shoved it into my hoodie pocket.
-36 missed text messages.
-Discord call from xXDragonBoiXx
-Missed Discord call from xXDragonBoiXx
Jeez.
I opened Messages and huffed slightly as I saw how much I missed in the group chat. I personally didn't think that we shouldn't have named the group chat, but the others outvoted me on it and named it 'Raccoon Bois'.
'Stop blowing up my phone.' I texted, interrupting their discussion of which was better, cupcakes or cake.
'HHHHEEEEEEEEYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' My friend Abella sent back, adding a cheering emoji at the end.
I chuckled and typed out a simple hey before scrolling up to read the previous conversation.
'Took you long enough.' My friend Trevor sent.
'Oh shut it.' I sent back.
'Um...who's the newbie?' Someone sent.
I frowned, clicking on the unknown number. I hissed in frustration as I realized it was the worst person on the planet.
'Why is Emily on our chat.' I typed, or more, pummelled into my phone.
'Like, wtf.' Emily typed, adding an angry emoji.
I logged off, not waiting for an answer, and got onto Discord, ready to blow Trevor's head off. He was online, probably ready to accept punishment.
'Dude, I know you have a crush on this chic, but WHY would you let her into our burrow?' I typed.
'LEAVE ME ALONE!!! You know I'm sensitive about my crush's.' He typed back.
I shook my head before shoving my phone into my hoodie and getting ready to leave.

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The Maze of Trees(OLD)
AdventureWhat happening when an innocent looking summer camp becomes a deadly survival? (Cover art is mine) DISCLAIMER: THIS OS THE OLD VERSION I will be making the new one soon.