New Friends... I Think.

      James looked back at his wooden door, and after some deliberation on what to do with the JoJo's poster, decided to put it square in the middle right below the shiny brass name tag. He looked back at the door, happy that it looked incredible .“This must be by far the best door here, I mean there's no show better than JoJo's after all. No one here is going to be able to compare. If they do, then I'll just introduce them to Dio.”

      “How is your room going?” James heard a voice behind him ask. He turned to see Emma standing behind him, looking at his door.

      “It is going great. Just got done putting the basics up.” James responded, turning towards her.

      She smiled a sweet smile at him. “After some time in our dorms, we all go to dinner around... I see around now, come on I'll take you to the mess hall” Emma sad

      James shrugged and started following her around the school. James looked at all the dorms closer than earlier, seeing all their posters and decorations. The first thing that stood out was the several Rump, the Republican presidential candidate, posters on all the doors, along with a single Riden, the Democratic presidential candidate, poster. There are several other posters on the wall including several Christian posters with Bible verses or a cross on them, a few car posters, an OverWatch poster, a few office posters, and a few other TV and movie posters. A few doors stood out to him. One was filled to the brim with anime characters and posters, filling every single part of the door, including covering the nameplate. Another had a picture of a sinkhole with an arrow pointing to it. Text next to the arrow was talking about how evil the sinkhole was and that they should stay away. The name tag had been covered with a piece of paper with the word dumb butt on it, even though it seemed to be put on by the owner of the room, judging by the fact the handwriting was the exact same on the nameplate as it was on the paragraph about sinkholes. Why the owner of the room did that, James had no idea. James lifted up the name tag to see the word Motifa, who must have been the owner of the room.

      Emma and James turned a corner after looking at all the colorful doors and went into a giant lunch room. The gray and grey lunchroom had several gray lunch tables in the center of it. The tables were long and rectangular with several flat black seats coming out of them, around twenty a side. The walls of the big gray room were lined with several big signs with different types of food printed on them showing which food was available in that location. Underneath these big grey signs, we're automated machines that dispense several types of food including pizza, sandwiches, soup, pasta, and more. Colorful glowing grey buttons were at each station, letting you customize your delicacy before it came out of the machine to eat.

      James decided to get two of everything, and after buying all the food, sat next to Emma.

      Emma was sitting across from two people. One was sitting on the bench seat on the table in a fetal looking position. He wore a black zipper jacket to match his dark matted black hair. He finished his outfit with a pair of black athletic shorts to complete the dark emo vibe.

      The other student there was the more interesting one. He was a pale blonde giant with a full blonde beard and green glasses. He wore a red plaid shirt with a pin that said the words peach cobbly on it with a peach on top of the words. He also had bright electric blue eyes that startled you when you looked at them for the first time.

      “Yoooooooo, you must be James,” said the blonde giant with a surprisingly deep voice.

      “My name is Xerksize PhD, nice to meet you, bro. I think we can become brothers dude.”

      “Oh, are you one of the teachers?” James asked confusedly, “ Why is a teacher eating in the lunchroom with the students?” James wondered.

      “Sorry to disappoint you dude, I'm a student just like you, even though I do actually have a PhD in gender studies. Gender studies just like rash and brah, I mean that's just like gender and stuff isn't that just like cool or like whatever.”

      James Shrugged his shoulders “why not, at this point this is one of the least weird things I've heard or seen at the school.” He thought to himself.

      The other student looked up at James. “I'm Jimmy,” He said, and then looked back at the table, going back to his fetal position.

      “Uhh… I guess it is nice to meet you Jimmy” James said in response. Jimmy continued to look at the table, ignoring James’s response.

      “I figured that you would want to meet these two. These two are your dorm neighbors after all. I thought getting you to meet them would help you get settled down. Plus they have some insight on the illusions.” Emma said

      “I hope we'll all be good friends,” James said as he turned to his mountain of food.

      James went to focus on the food and started salivating. All the food looked incredible like Gordon Ramsay had made them himself. Especially the lamb chops. They made James drool with excitement as he looked at them. Their brown, textured meat smelled incredible like it had just been slaughtered off of a farm in Idaho. James looked at it and took a single bite of it. It was absolutely incredible. James then looked at the pile of the rest of his food. He turned next to the pizza. The cheese looked perfectly melted below the shiny and savory pepperonis. James took a bite of it and found out it was even better than the lamb. He ended up eating two whole pizzas. He then turned to the rest of his food. There were more pizzas, ice cream, steak, several sub sandwiches, and more incredible delicacies. After it was all said and done, James realized that he had eaten more than 10,000 calories.

      James looked up after eating his fill to get seconds and realized that the other three people at the table were looking at him, mouths open in shock that he had eaten that much, especially in that short of time.

      After finishing his ten-course meal, James got up, ready to go back to his room and his true love of his body pillow. “It has been so long since we have seen each other, I just want to snuggle with her, ''James thought, imagining snuggling with his body pillow. Just as he got up to go back to his room, Emma caught his arm and leaned up to his ear.

      “Before you go back to your room, let me tell you something. I will knock on your door at three a.m. tonight. When I do that, wait thirty seconds, then leave your room and move as quickly as you can three doors down on the opposite side of the hall and knock twice on the door.”

      “What the heck is she talking about?” James thought to himself. He looked at Emma, puzzled, and she read the expression on his face.

      “You said that you were interested in the Christmas illusions, right, well come to the room, and you will start to believe in the illusions tonight.” Said Emma, who was walking away from James, back to her room to assume wait for the illusions tonight.

      “Illusions huh,” James thought to himself as he slowly followed her, and went back to his room, thinking about what Emma said.

      “This illusion thing better be real, or I'm going to actually kill Emma if she is pulling my leg on this.” James thought.

      James entered his room and looked around for something to watch before he went to bed. He went to his bookshelf full of anime disks and decided to watch JoJo’s bizarre adventure, part three again. He put the DVD in his DVD player, turned on the TV, and started rewatching it.