Lora sighed as she walks out of her last class. She always walks slow, so she leaves later than the mean girls, Teresa and Kelsee. They were always jerks to her, calling her names, and teasing her. Not to mention the boys that so loyally follow them. Jaxxon, Xander, Jeremy, to name a few. To top it off, they were all football players, so they knew how to hit hard. Most nights she walked home with a few bruises, sometimes in places that shouldn't be hit. They weren't nice to her, basically.

The snow outside the windows worried her. Lora walked home, she had no choice. The teen sped up, knowing that the brewing storm would only worsen the longer she waited. (Yeah, I'm changing her age. She is 17 now. Sry)
She rushed to her locker, number 566, and was met with unspeakable evil. (That's why I'm writing it XP I I'll stop)
POV switch! Lora's POV:
Both girls were at my locker, trying to jam it so that they could get in.
"Oh, look who it is." Kelsee pointed in my direction.
"How you doing Dork?" Teresa tested me.
My silky smooth voice earned a laugh. "Can I just get into my locker please?"
"Teresa, should we 'just let her into her locker?'" she mocked me, and not very well I might add.
"How about we do it for her? What's the combo?" Their attention shifted to Xander who showed up to help his ladies.
He smiled at Kelsee. "What can I do for you, babe?"
She smiled darkly. "Lora is being a jerk! (Did I forget to mention language? Oops!)" (Because this version doesn't have any HA!)

He gave her a quick peck on the cheek before giving me a quick punch in the jaw. "Stupid." He called me.
I stumbled back, wishing I was in Minecraft, where I could properly fight them, or at least run away. You see, my legs were weird. Besides being a nerd, I was bullied for having 'flat feet'. It's when your feet have no arch,so you have to stand and walk on your tippy toes. It is extremely painful and makes it hard to move. You must understand that I cannot walk without feeling pain, so I've become extremely pain tolerant over the years. (4 real. This sucks. Ruined my life.)

So I stumbled back,and fell, hitting the tile with a whopping thud. My head hurt slightly, but my legs were crying, burning up and down my calves.
"Ow, gosh!" I said from my position on the floor.
Xander punched me once more. With that, they seemed content, and left me alone.
"Sometimes," I wished aloud, "I wish that I was in Minecraft, so I could be safe from this, and to meet Herobrine. I'm sure he wouldn't make me feel like a stupid idiot, or a dorky idiot like I know I am. He would probably just kill me and call me a noob. That's OK, anything is better than this."
I walked back to my house, and my dad greeted me at the door. Greeted isn't the right term here, it's more like he shoved me inside before yelling at me about how dumb I was for being late. And just like everything else they said to me, I took it to heart. I was done thinking positive. Nothing positive would ever happen to me!

I was not allowed to dinner, though I nearly cried in hunger. I don't get breakfast most school morning, or lunch, ever. My dad was pissed at me for being late, so I just sat down my computer and booted up Minecraft.

The loading screen took forever, slowly inching the download bar. When it was finally done, she found that all her world's were gone.
"Dang it Dad!"
She knew it was him because he had done it before, many times.
"Al-well" she quickly recovered. Creating a new hardcore world, she wondered if she would kill the wither this time. Everytime she did a hardcore game, she died fighting the wither. That was the furthest she had gotten. Once she had killed him but died from wither sickness.
Hopping on, she excitedly checked her biome. It was a Savannah, much to her surprise. It was a beautiful one too, bordering a huge canyon that flowed between her biome and the taiga next to her. She instantly started to gather wood, benchmark, mine stone, the usual. But then something strange happened.
Herobrine Hello LOneRAnger. (See what I did there? XD)
"Oh my Goodness, Herobrine? I thought this was a single-player world?" She said aloud.
Herobrine It is.
LOneRAnger Herobrine? You're actually real? OML!
Herobrine Of course, LOneRAnger. Meet me at -15 -30 and we can talk more.
LOneRAnger Yessir.
"Oh my flipping gosh! Herobrine! Who is trolling me, for real? This is too good to be true..."
Herobrine Oh, but it is.

The coordinates had her at the other side of the canyon, so she used her planks to build across.
"I wonder what he's going to do. Probably kill me, and tell me I'm a noob." She laughed at her own joke, but quietly, as not to wake her parent. She did the have enough blocks to build across, so she lept, thinking that it didn't matter. Herobrine was going to kill her, so it didn't actually matters did it?
"Death by Herobrine," she thought to herself,"is that considered an honorable death."

Herobrine Yes.

"Guess so." She thought. How weird is it that he is answering her? He probably was a hacker who hacked her microphone dang it. Not very honorable.

She reached the coords, and looked around for the legend.
"Where are you?" She said to herself, quiet as a mouse.
That's when she saw the sign.

Turn around.
-Herobrine

She did so, to see another sign. Her neck felt hot, like someone was breathing down her shirt.

In real life.

She stopped moving entirely, fear gripping her heart. Then it left.
Death? I welcome death. My life is horrible. My legs don't work, I don't have any friends, my parents hate me, and everyone I date is flipping abusive! Why do I give a frick about living? I should have killed myself a long time ago. I'm worthless...

"You shouldn't talk like that." The voice as husky, gruff, and surprisingly comforting.
Lora whipped her Auburn hair around to face the god of Minecraft.
"Oh my gosh! What are you doing here?" Shock practically ruled her face, eyes changing from a blueish grey to a deep black, the exact opposite of his. The white eyes where blinding, lighting up the dim room. It was small and messy. A sleeping bag in the corner, and blood all over the floor.
He's going to save me from this misery. Thank Notch.

He shook his head in a smirk. "Now LOneRAnger, will you come willingly, or will you have to be unconscious?" His voice was calming and soothing, but she knew that everyone could snap. She didn't want to make him snap.
She nodded. "What do you want me to do?"

(Just edited this stuff, and holy crap I made a lot of mistakes... Dang, am I sorry guys.) ( I accept your apology, and after censoring this, yeah, you owe me, self)