Hey guys! I got another fanfiction story for ya! This time, it's Roblox (A game I play sometimes)! I'm not done with the other one yet, so don't worry. This may also take a while to update. It's funny how I have stories in my head, but it's like a filter when it comes to typing/writing it out, y'know? Like whether certain scenes make sense or not, hehe. Prepare for the first chapter!

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Charlotte. I have brown hair, and I inherited my 2.0 body shape from my mom. I have a tanned skin color, which I inherited from my dad. I have a huge smile on my face, 'cause I'm one of the prettiest Robloxians you'll run into. My parents and I currently live in a neighborhood that's not as quiet as you think. At least it's better than being in a place full of annoying guests and noobs, constantly killing people with whatever piece of shit they can put their hands on.

Life as a Robloxian is such a nightmare! It's my 15th birthday, and what do I get? All I get is a brand new car that my dad built for me, along with brand new clothes mom bought for me. Oh what, no party?

"You're not getting a party until your sweet 16th birthday, hun." my mom said.

"Pfft, whatever you say." I replied angrily.

I thanked my dad for the car, went into the garage, and took it out for a spin. Great, driving around the neighborhood. At least it's better than riding a bike and getting constantly run over by drunk idiots who don't know shit about driving.

It's not fair! You can't fucking date or cuss and shit. Who do they think we are, babies?

I arrived at a McDonalds restaurant, where my friends were hanging out at. As soon as they saw me, they stared in awe. They must have liked my car. It was green (My favorite color), with blue headlights. It also had black and white stripes on both sides. Awesome, right?

"Ay, what's up, Chocolate?" one of my friends, Ninja asked. He likes to call me "Chocolate", because he can't always be serious enough to call me by my real name. He has black hair with spikes, and he always wears a goddamn ninja mask. No wonder why he was named, Ninja.

"Hey, Nunchuks." I said.

"Hey, Charlotte," my two friends, Jane and Penny greeted (They are identical twins.).

"Hey."

"Nice car, girl! I'm so jealous!" Penny is always jealous of something. She can be very emotional too. Hopefully, I won't have to worry about taking her to the hospital for the doctors to treat her "emotional condition". Jane can be a whiny bitch too, but not as much as her; thank goodness!

"Penny, seriously?" Jane said. "We're getting our own cars soon. Maybe for Christmas. There's no need to be jealous."

"Bitch, I don't give a fuck! Her car might look so much better than ours!"

Did I forget to mention she has anger problems?

"Ay," Ninja butt in. "Watch your language. You're lucky that the moderators aren't here right now."

She grunted and rolled her eyes. These two argue sometimes; it's like fighting over a damn toy.

"Ay, don't be rolling your eyes. I'm just trying to keep you from getting banned."

"Well, thanks a lot, you son of a-" And she gets run over by one of them noob drivers, and then dies.

Jane shrugged her shoulders.

"That's karma for you, sis." she said nonchalantly.

Don't worry, she'll revive.

"By the way," Jane began. "Happy birthday."

"Yeah, happy b-day, Chocolate." Ninja said.

We ordered burgers and fries, and after that, I decided to be nice enough to drop Jane and Ninja off in my brand new beauty. I arrive home safely (Thank goodness), and went straight to bed, still kind of upset because I couldn't have an awesome party.

You guys like it so far? Hope so! Positive reviews, please; I'm still new to this, LOL! Next chapter whenever I have enough time or when I feel like it (I can be lazy, TBH). Bye for now, folks!