The Mighty Rob

Chapter 1: Beginning

As said in the description, the characters in this story will be based on real people and their personalities will be matched to how they act in real life. Though, I will change some things up, so everything in here may not be fully accurate to how they are.

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I sat once again in bed, my laptop resting comfortably on my lap. I stared at the bright screen, the same game staring back at me as it usually does. ROBLOX is the game I play, but I'm playing Bleach half the time I'm on it. It sounds pretty boring, right? The same game over and over, seeing the same people as always. Weirdly enough, the game is actually quite interesting sometimes.

I look at the screen and notice a familiar name pop up in the server list, I sit grinning.

I began to type quickly, due to being used to the keys.

"Hey, Alu". I greet my friend on the game. I know him pretty well, he's a nice guy, even if it's not real life some of these people on here are quite kind and good to get to know. He typed back in the chat, greeting me as well.

Not surprisingly, another friendly name pops up in the server just after Alu. I look at my screen to see the extremely familiar chat which comes anytime 'she' enters the server.

"ALLLLLIIIIIIEEEEENNNN!". My thoughts begin to run like every other time she does it.

That's my other friend, Fire. Though, she's a girl whilst Alu is a boy. She's quite hyperactive a lot of the time.

"THERES A NEW GIRL! FINALLY, THIS GAME FINALLY HAS GIRLS PLAYING!". She practically screams the server down to tell me. I facepalm reading what she wrote, but of course I'd ask questions.

I sighed as I type quickly. "Who?".

In seconds I got an answer too, "Idfk, a girl called something like... Sh... Io...".

"That tells me a lot, wow". I type back. "Anyway, I was just about to log off. I'll see you guys later". I type, and log off my account.

Fire was acting a little bit too hyper over some random girl, maybe someone she knows? No point being curious over it. She's probably just like any other, I sigh.

I change out of my pyjamas, and make my way downstairs. From the top of the stairs I can hear the kettle boiling, knowing that my parents are clearly at home.

"Morning Robster!". My dad yells as I come downstairs and he slings an arm around my neck.

"Morning, old man". I grin. "Old!?". He shouts back in sarcastic disbelief.

"Come on boys, breakfast is ready". My mum shouts over us, and we make our way to the dinner table. My mum brings over our plates, which are filled with all sorts of different food ranging from toast, egg and more. She sits down opposite me, beginning to eat her own breakfast.

"Robbie, we've been wanting to talk to you about something important recently". Mum suddenly says starting up a conversation. My anxiousness rises in me as she says these words.

"What is it?". I ask, anxiously curious.

"Well ... You're 17 now, don't you think it's time you try finding a relationship, hun? You're at the age, it'll be good for you". She says, smiling as she tries to convince me.

"A job would be helpful too while we are talking about this topic". My dad buts in.

"You know how I feel about that stuff, I just don't know. Maybe I'm waiting for the perfect person, or the perfect job. I just don't know myself". I said, looking down at my food.

My parents sigh, they already knew what answer I would've gave them anyway. It's always the same. If anything, I'm usually training in my bedroom other than working, it's what I'm into. Maybe I'm just not ready to work or get a girlfriend, after all I've no idea how girls work, how would I be able to have one?

"Well, we'll be ready when you are. No point in rushing of course". My mum says and smiles.

"Alright, I've got to go take your mum to the hospital, then I'll be off to work. Look after the house while we're gone". My dad says as he gets up from the table, taking our empty plates to the sink and then goes to grab his jacket off the rack.

"Alright, good luck at the hospital. Not like you need it". I say as my dad laughs, taking mum and opening the front door to leave.

"See you later, and make sure the house is clean by the time we get back". They both say, and exit. A couple minutes later I hear the car engine start and hear the car drive out onto the street, slowly disappearing up the road.

"Guess it's just me and you again then...". I mumble to myself.