Author's Note: So, so, so sorry for not posting this earlier. My computer decided to be all crappy :/ and my internet also crashed for a few days. The lucky news is that I made two chapters for this story, as well as another one for my other, and here they are. There's a How To Train Your Dragon quote in here, as well as a famous scene from the play/movie "Fame"and if anyone can guess one, or both, I'll give them a virtual enderpearl. (my version of prize) I would like to thank you all for the OCs and they will appear in the story more after this. I also want to thank all the nice reviews. But, I'm done blabbering now, so, ONTO THE CHAPTER!
Chapter 2
Josh's POV
"So, what sort of "interesting things" can you do besides punch wood?' Josh asked before taking a sip of his chocolate milkshake. They were in Sonny's Diner, where most of the kids from Greencove Middle School hung out. Josh could see a couple of students there with their parents but nobody he really knew. Since it was only Thursday he wasn't surprised to see so few of people.
"Well, there's always multiplayer," Peter said, "When you play with others on these servers."
"That sounds fun. I get to meet random strangers online," Josh rolled his eyes.
"Why are you always so pessimistic?"
"A pessimistic is an optimistic with experience," Josh said smugly.
"Fine, then. What kind of "experience" have you had with videogames? And if I may recall, the last time you've ever played one ended up with me having to throw a grenade at your ass-"
"They just don't interest me, Peter," Josh said, "I mean, ya, the last time I played you killed me but before that I really did try to get interested in them. I got Call of Duty, The Last of Us-" Peter nearly spit out his shake, "Ew!"
"Sorry, but you have those game?" Peter said in disbelief, "How the heck did you get enough money to buy them?"
"My mom pays me a lot to do chores, since Jay's too lazy to do them himself," Josh smirked and wiped some shake off his shirt, "But I usually spend it on notebooks and stuff."
"Dude, you are a total geek…can I have 'em?"
"NO, and I'm a geek? Says the guy who plays Minecraft!"
"Hey, correction, watches Minecraft."
"Oh don't tell me you're one of those guys who watches Minecraft videos all the time."
"Well, for your information they help. A lot. I learn a ton from these guys. Like PVP skills and-"
"What's PVP?"
"Player Vs. Player. It's hard though. The people I watch always end up dying right after the stupid immunity wears off. But that's not the point. The point is you've played this game for like, what? Twenty minutes? And you've already decided it's the worst thing in the history of the world."
"I didn't say that," Josh argued.
"You implied it," Peter countered, "Remember when I got that game on the WII, Mario Cart? Yeah, you hated it because you kept falling off the edges of the track."
"My WII remote was glitching!"
"No, you were just bad at racing. Every game you try you suck at it, it's just you."
"Wow, thank you for summing that up."
"No, no, I mean that even though you suck at game a lot-"
"Are you trying to make me feel worse?"
"-Minecraft is different. You can't really "be bad" at it. You just do it. I mean…you made an axe, right?"
"Yeah, cause making a wooden utensil will be so useful in life."
"I give up!" Peter flung his hands up in the air and gave a sigh, "For God's sake." Several people glanced at him with weird looks on their faces.
"Listen, if it really means that much to you then I'll try it again, alright?" Josh said. Peter nodded, "Okay, but I'll need a list of servers and stuff."
"You have a paper and pen?"
"Yeah, wait a sec," Josh dug through his bag for the materials.
"Why do you always carry that purse around?" Peter joked.
"It's not a purse!" Josh argued; he already got enough crap from Jay about that, "Here we go." He brought out a pad and pencil, "Servers?"
Peter named a list of servers he knew for about five minutes.
"Okay, I think I got enough. How do you know all these servers?"
"I told you, I watch a lot of videos. D'you want me to give you those too? There's Sky-"
"NO!" Josh said, his voice almost to a shout, "I don't need videos to get by. I can do this by myself."
"But you needed me to get by," Peter reminded.
"Don't. Push. It," Josh said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, okay, geez. What got you into such a bad mood today?"
"The fact that Jay woke me up with a "birthday surprise."
"Oh..."
"Ice-cold water prank. Fell on me as I walked out of my bedroom."
"He is such a-"
"Mean guy?"
"I was going to go for something worse."
"I know you were, Peter," Josh threw away his napkin and headed out the door. When he turned the corner to hold it open for Peter, however, he bumped into someone. Papers went flying onto the sidewalk and he immediately bent down to help pick them up.
"I'm sorry," He heard the voice say, and Josh looked up. A girl about his age, with long dark brown hair and hazel eyes was looking at him. She looked stressed about something.
"N-no, um, I'm s-sorry," Josh stuttered, and held out he papers in his hand. The girl hurriedly grabbed them and smiled.
"No, I should looked where I was going," She said. Josh looked closely at her face and realized that she was in his fifth period. Egypt Hence, he believed was her name. "I was in a rush." It was then Josh noticed the odd, blocky drawings on one of her papers. She noticed him studying it, "I play Minecraft." Her voice had a sense of pride in it.
"Yeah, I do too," Josh said quickly. She put her free hand on her hip and bent her head.
"Really?" She said, unconvinced, "Then why haven't I ever seen you on the local server."
"The what?" Josh said, feeling dumb.
"The local server. Everyone in this town who plays Minecraft goes on it."
"Oh, well, uh-"
"My friend here just started playing it," Peter intervened, much to Josh's chagrin, "And I'm helping him."
"Hm, so you play also?" Egypt asked.
"Yeah...well, no. But I watch enough videos to get by. But when I do get an account I'm going to join Capitol. They have awesome stuff."
Egypt's face darkened and she scowled loudly, "The Capitol is just a bunch of hackers who enjoy killing people left and right just for the fun of it." And with those words she pushed Peter aside and went into the diner. Josh looked at Peter with a quizzical face.
"Wow, you really have a way with girls," He joked.
"Shut up," Peter growled, "She must be a rebel. No wonder she was so pissed."
"A rebel?"
"Remember in the beginning of the year when everyone was talking about Minecraft?"
Josh groaned; he remembered. It almost drove him insane, "Yeah, why?"
"It was about this server war. I don't know much about it, only that everyone who plays the game in school goes on the server."
"You think I should?"
"No. You would prob get yourself killed. You still suck."
"Thank you...you should really become a motivational speaker, ya know?"
"Shut up," Peter said again, "C'mon, lets go to step 2 for Minecraft." He took off running down the sidewalk.
"The game makes no sense!" Josh cried as he ran after his friend, "How does a tree not fall when broken, how do you FLY?"
"You will learn in time, young padawan!"
Riley's POV
Greencove Middle School was located in a very small county in Florida. And like with all Middle Schools it had its flaws: dirty bathrooms, somewhat edible lunches, and other things that students would often worry about.
Riley was one of them. She had just transferred to the middle school after the teachers at her school realized that she was very gifted in science, math, and reading. Being in sixth grade and suddenly moving up to seventh grade, however, did not lower her spirits at all. Besides, how bad could it be?
"Ouch!" Her body had just been unwillingly shoved against her locker as she tried to get her stuff in. Dozens of students flooded the hallways as she struggled to breathe. She had two minutes to get to history class and she couldn't be late on her first day. With that thought in mind she reached out her hand and threw her reading book into the locker before shutting it completely. Feeling the weight of several textbooks off he shoulders lightened her mood a bit and she maneuvered her way past the other students.
God, don't any seventh graders take a shower? She thought as she hurriedly walked to class. And how do people grow so fast in just one year? She could barely see in front of her. Suddenly, a hand shot of the crowd and grabbed her backpack. Riley was pulled out of the stampede and into the hands of a familiar face.
"Hiya, Will, She said in a fake cheerful voice. Her older brother just scowled and handed started to drag her to their class. Riley scowled back and anger filled her veins.
"I can't believe my little sister has to attend school with me," She could hear him mutter under his breath. Riley just rolled her eyes; Will had been on her case since their parents ordered him to help her out on her first day.
"Nice to see you too," She said, "How's your day been? Mines been great!"
Suddenly, he stopped dragging her and they stopped in front of a musty smelling classroom.
"Here we are," Will said, "Now, remember what I told you?"
"Don't make eye contact with you, don't embarrass you and don't vex you." She said though clenched teeth. God, did her brother annoy her.
"That's right," Her brother entered the classroom with a snarky grin and Riley let out an annoyed huff. She couldn't believe they were related, let alone siblings. She was just grateful to the universe that they didn't look alike. Riley looked more like her mother, with wavy red hair and icy blue eyes, while Will had darker characteristics, such as black hair and brown eyes.
"Miss Isle," She heard a voice say, and Riley looked up, "I would suggest coming into the classroom and sit down before the bell rings." She saw an old man with kind eyes staring at her. Feeling her face flush red she ignored the snickers from the other students and sat down in the back row.
"Now, class," The man with kind eyes said, "We have a new student today. Her name is Riley and I would like if you would make her feel at home."
A boy next to her put his arms around her seat and grinned, "Your place, or mine?"
"That is enough, Mr. Johnson," The man said, and the boy put his arm back, "I am Mr. Powell, by the way." Riley only acknowledged this with a nod and he turned his attention back to the class, "I'm sorry to say that we are taking a test today, so you won't be doing much." He went to his desk and brought out a clipboard, "Amsterdam, Alexis?"
"Here," A girl with ling blond hair, pale skin, and aqua eyes said.
"Anderson, Jhon?"
"Here," Another boy with blond hair and a light blue shirt said tiredly.
"Azar, Emily?"
"Here."
"Brown, Dom?"
"Here," A tall, Italian looking boy said. Riley noticed he was wearing a lacrosse shirt with the school colors on them; Gold and green.
"Crawson, Danielle?"
"She's absent."
Riley sighed and took out her notebook while Mr. Powell continued to take attendance. She looked around the classroom and was pretty impressed. There were posters of history and other important events scattered on the walls, full of special events in time.
Not that anyone but her could care about. But, despite the fact Will gave her hell, she knew he needed her for the server war.
"Marion DiAngelo, Marion DiAngelo?" The teacher sighed and walked over to a girl's desk. She had long brown hair and blue eyes with a yellow jacket with strange elemental symbols on it. On her head was a pair of black headphones. The girl's head bobbed up and down slightly to the beat of her music. Riley watched as the teacher went over and took the headphones off with a rough jerk, "Miss DiAngelo. I warn you that the next time I see these in my classroom they will be taken."
"Yes, sir," Marion mumbled, and shoved the device into her backpack. Mr. Powell continued with the roll-call.
"Izack Dorn?"
"Present," A tall boy with messy brown hair and deep blue eyes said.
"Lavarion, Ian."
"Here."
Riley focused her attention on her notebook and started to jot down some notes about ancient Greece, as the decorations and words on the board suggested that's what she would be learning about soon.
"Martin, Celestia?" Mr. Powell asked.
"Wait a sec," A girl with brown hair, multicolored eyes, and a green poofy shirt said. Riley noticed she was messing with some sort of contraption on her desk, "I'm here."
"What is that, Miss Martin?" Mr. Powell asked.
"Just something I've been working on," She said, and the machine suddenly let out a series of screeching noises. Her face turned a bright shade of pink and she quickly hit the device with her hand, "Shut it!"
"Put that away, Miss Martin," Mr. Powell said in a blunt tone.
"Fine." The machine disappeared in her backpack a few seconds later. Mr. Powell sighed again and decided just to get the lesson started.
"Okay, class, as you all know, we have been learning about Ancient Greece, as well as beginning to learn about the Roman times. Who can tell Miss Riley about what we know so far?Yes, Mr. Johnson."
"A lot of the times the noblemen and officers kept woman as captives to, ya know, do it." Mr. Johnson looked at Riley with a devious look on his face. It took her a split second to realize what he was talking about and by then she had thrown her notebook at his face. With a grunt Mr. Johnson fell off his seat in surprise and the class roared with laughter. Riley scowled at him and out of the corner of her eye she could see Will's face also light up.
Idiot, she thought. But she could get her revenge later when they were on Minecraft. Mr. Powell yelled at the class to shut up, "Mr. Johnson. That was highly inappropriate. Go to Mr. Ferall's class."
Johnson groaned and left the room, but not before winking at Riley. She crinkled her nose in disgust.
"Anyone want to give a real answer, this time?" Mr. Powell asked. A boy in the front row with light brown hair raised his hand, "Yes, Josh?"
"In Greek times was when several large "countries" or groups, were formed. Like Corinth, Athens, and Sparta."
Riley knew about that. She also remembered that Athens and Sparta engaged in a huge fight called the Peloponnesian War.
Sort of like me and Will, She thought. Ever since that stupid war started he was always getting on her back to help him hack his way into the system to install a mod or something. Riley was something that others liked to called a computer prodigy. She could learn code quickly or hack into a system with ease.
It only seemed like yesterday Will took over the server. How he became a powerful being on the server. Only she knew how he became like that. She remembered him forming a vast and powerful army called the Capitol, and how they took over the world in just a few days. How she got promoted to one of the highest ranks, as well as making the server allow mods so that they could have guns and bombs and other war machines to kill the other factions.
But what stuck out most was how fast a new faction rose in the ashes. A rebellion, is what she knew was going to happen. They called themselves, The Rebels, which, in her opinion wasn't a very creative name, but they were tough, and they had several tricks up their sleeves to stand a chance against her side. Riley knew Will would go berserk if he lost "his" server, so she worked even hard to find locate their bases. Lately, however, it wasn't working. They had cloaked themselves with code and her skills weren't getting her anywhere. The war had been the talk of the school for the past year and even though no one revealed their identity, sometimes it was obvious to tell who was who. Most of the sixth graders played the game, and she figured so did seventh graders. Will was starting to get pissed that new recruits were getting hard to find those days, and she knew if she didn't do something he would do something so drastic even she didn't want. It was something that they both knew he could never take back, something that would probably even go commando and destroy everything. But Will believed it was better than losing, and if they did lose, or get close to it, he would do it.
He would unleash the Herobrine Mod: New and made undefeatable by Riley Elizabeth Isle herself.
Herobrine mod. Really annoying, (I know, trust me) but Riley's "skills" will be revealed in the next chapter. And I know unleashing a mod doesn't sound so bad, but what she did to it (Which you'll find out) will be pretty bad. Oh, and the next chapter is going to be in a new POV! YAY! Please Read and Review!
-Ender
