College Girls are All the Rage

“She is being absolutely ridiculous” Jessica ranted into her phone. Pacing back and forth throughout her room she continued her rant. “Where does my mother get off taking away my PlayStation? I'm 22 years old for crying out loud.”

Used to Jessica's issues with her mother the friend on the other end of the line calmly asked “What happened this time?”

“I got a C on a test in my American history class and she completely flipped. Please explain to me how I'm still dealing with this nonsense in college. This is the kind of parent/daughter fighting that's supposed to be over with once you graduate from high school.” Ending her rant Jessica kicked a stuffed slime that was sitting on her floor sending it flying into the wall.

“This is why I keep telling you to move out of her house so she can stop using the my roof my rules card on you” her friend calmly replied.

“And just how am I supposed to afford to do that when thanks to her I'm having to deal with college debt” Jessica responded exasperated. “I didn't even want to go to college. That was another of her stupid ideas that I was **** to go along with.”

“Calm down” said the friend. “Why don't you just play some games for a bit? That always cheers you up.”

“In case you forgot the conversation we just had I can't play any games because my mother took them all away” Jessica responded through gritted teeth. She know a lot of people think her friend is dumb and while she knows it isn't true sometimes she can't help but agree with them a little. “And before you suggest it, no I am not so **** as to resort to your stupid little phone games. I'm not interested in wasting my time on Candy Crush.”

“I wasn't going to.” her friend responded. “You've made your position on my phone games quite clear by now despite me explaining to you there are actually some really fun and big games available on phones now. Look, I've got to go. Find some other activity to help calm you down before your mother gets home and y'all end up in another fight.”

Hanging up Jessica threw her phone at her bed. “Something else to calm me down, huh.” Jessica thought. Looking at her closet she thought of one activity that always worked involving some toys she kept hidden in the back of her closet. Deciding she had enough time before her mother got home Jessica approached her closet deciding she deserved a bit of self love right now. Opening the door and flipping the light switch she was surprised to find the inside completely dark.

“Weird. Guess the bulb burned out” she mused to herself. “Oh well. Later problem. For now come to me my favorite little toys.” Stepping inside to reach into the back where her toys were hidden Jessica suddenly found herself outside face to face with a familiar male face.

Bruce and Jessica both jumped back in surprise as she appeared right in front of him. Jessica's brain started racing as she looked around wildly trying to figure out what was happening. “Why is Bruce from my class in my closet” ran through her mind. “Wait a minute, this isn't my closet. How did I get here? Why is Junko Enoshima grinning at me madly standing next to a throne?” Question after question ran through her mind until she caught site of a beautiful site. Sitting in a chair on the side of the stage was a girl who looked exactly like Tifa from FF VII. The girl looked freaked out as she kept mouthing stuff as if she was trying to speak but nothing was coming out.

“Enjoying the view?” was suddenly whispered closely into her ear. Spinning around and stumbling back Jessica saw the Junko lookalike standing right behind where she had been standing. “Just so you know you're drooling a little.”

Flushing red Jessica quickly wiped the drool from her mouth and turned towards Bruce. “Bruce what is happening? Where am I and why are we here?” she asked him frantically.

Bruce who had just been staring at her this whole time startled a bit as she addressed him. “Sorry, I know I'm supposed to know you but I'm not actually sure who you are right now” he said.

“What do you mean you don't recognize me?” Jessica questioned. Hearing a loud scraping sound she turns to see the Junko lookalike pushing a big mirror over towards her.

“Have a look in here and you'll see what he's talking about.” Rolling her eyes Jessica looks at the mirror wondering what her reflection has to do with anything. She gasps when she sees not her reflection staring back at her but the reflection of Jessica Albert from Dragon Quest 8.

“Bet you love your new look, don't ya.” Sally whispered suddenly next to Jessica's ear again. “Before you freak out though I need you to do something for me.” Pushing a button on her controller Jessica turned towards the camera and started to speak.

“My name is Jessica Allen and I'm 22 years old. I don't have a job as I attend college and became friends with Bruce as we share a few classes and started talking about characters we both loved. I play pretty much any genre of game but gravitate mostly towards games with characters I'm attracted to.”

Regaining control of herself Jessica turns towards Sally and screams “Why do I look like Jessica from Dragon Quest?”

“That's easy” Sally chirped. “First of all you share a name with her. Secondly I chose her because of that body pillow you have of her hidden in your closet.” Jessica's face flushed red at the statement. Opening her mouth to defend herself she was swiftly cut off by Sally. “Sorry, would love to talk more but we're kind of on a schedule here so I need you to go take a seat.” Her body taking over Jessica sauntered over to a seat next to Luanne.

Bruce sighed. “And now I'm involving my classmate in my dreams. Seeing her for real on Monday is going to be awkward.”

“Don't look so glum Master. It's time to meet your next girl. Let's bring her out shall we.”

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