The Second Chance

The Second Chance by Icypilot3733 and Duncan Zundel

"You know, I've been in this game for a lot of years and I got out alive. If you want my advice - give the shit up."

-Michael Townley, GTA V

*Brooklyn, NY*

BEEP! BEEP!

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BEEP! BEEP!

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BEEP! BEEP!

".................Oh, Mondays. We contrast so well."

As a alarm on a phone goes off, a ghostly white teenager wakes up to do his same old routine: Eat, dress, learn, sleep. This goes on for about 200 days, until summer comes, which he stays at home in his apartment to play video games and jerk off. How meaningful. Not to mention Mondays made him feel depressed to a point of questioning self-worth.

More meaning could go into his life if he wasn't a closet nerd ( or at least that was what he thought to himself as ), or maybe it was the fact that his father chained him up like a dog and kept him from reality 4/5th's of the time (school counting as the 20% of the time he was allowed out).

Why can't life be more exciting?, thought the young man. I'm not old enough to join the army, so that's out of the question. I can't play sports, because Dad won't let me go outside-or at least for school or the store. And I'm too poor to own a new tv, so I'm stuck. God damn it!

The young man proceeded into his bathroom. He looked into the mirror and saw only a plain, expressionless face (Well, that and a BAD case of bed-head)

Same messy bed-head as always, thought the teenager. I really gotta' shave this shit...

The young man jumped out of his clothes and into the shower.

The cold water against his body made him shiver. Yet, he adapted to the cold stream, quickly.

Still groggy, the young man proceeds to eat some breakfast. He looked for a box of Oreo's O's.

This is probably bad for me, thought the young man.But I think it will jolt me awake.

The young man then quietly ate his cereal. The sugar from the cereal jolted him awake for the long and boring Monday to come. Oh boy, was this going to be no ordinary Monday.

***After breakfast***

" Now, son", said the father of the young man. " Come straight home after school. There are gang-"

" Yeah Dad, I know!", said the impatient young man. " Can't you trust me with anything? I'm 15, not 3."

" Its not trust, its that it's danger-"

"Please, I beg you to stop it!"

After the previous comment, a yellow school bus arrives at the apartment.

" See ya, dad!"

*** On the bus ***

" If it isn't the whitest, smartest, nigga' around, Thomas Marino!"

The young man blushed with his title announced.

" Yo! What up, Eddie!", Thomas asked.

Eddie was Thomas' friend since kindergarten. A Dominican living in a black community. Eddie had bullying problems, until Tom stood up for him. Ever since, they have skyped each other via laptop and play steam games.

"Dude, why'd you leave early in GTA IV?", asked Eddie. "We were so close to earning six stars! We could've earned an achievement if we lasted 5 minutes with six stars!"

" Look, I was tired, and I have a lot on my mind.", explained Tom. Eddie had a sad look on his face, considering he didn't have many friends.

" Look, we'll make up for it with a game of L4D2 tonight.", said Tom."6:00?"

Eddie had a big grin on his face.

"6:00 it is, man"

The bus had parked into the high school parking lot.

* * * * *Later that day* * * * *

Thomas and Eddie decided to play a game of left 4 dead 2 (l4d2). The game was a first person shooter where you have to escape a city, flooded with zombies. You could play as one of 4 players: Nick, Coach, Rochelle and Ellis.

"Dear god this game is so awesome", Tom complained through his headset. " Why couldn't I been one these players?"

" Stop yo' bitchin' and choose yo' player, man! ", snapped Eddie.

The 2 decided to play the dark carnival campaign, where you had to survive a carnival filled with infected individuals.

Tom chose Ellis, a wise cracking southern mechanic. Eddie chose Coach, a black high school coach.

A player joined their game, called Phar0s. He chose Nick as his character. Nick was a convict escapee searching for money in the city of New Orleans. An AI took control of Rochelle, a news room producer on the outbreak of the infection of zombies.

" Nice to meet you", said Phar0s in a innocent, child's voice.

" Yo' sound a little young to be playin' this shit, kid", asked Eddie.

" Not at all", replied Phar0s.

Phar0s was surprisingly the best player in the game. He had gotten a rank of number 1 on general defenses.

" Damn boy, yo good ", said Eddie, while the second part of the campaign loaded.

" Thank you for the compliments", replied Phar0s.

Tom then felt a ear splitting headache. The pain of the headache immediately caused him to fall to the floor.

"Tom, you ther-AHHHH"

Eddie then began to have the same symptoms as Tom, and received the same fate as him.

" Sleep well, friends"