8: JAPANESE JESUS

Acadia Academy’s cafeteria is about the size of a football field. It had been built large enough to contain all the students from year one to year three back when the rules were more rigid and students were strictly required to eat at the exact time food was served. Now, barely anyone eats in the cafeteria. Half the crowd that filled the rectangular mahogany tables are there for the passing of daily gossip or to catch up with the friends they didn’t have classes with.

The food isn’t exactly horrible, but after about three years of eating at the same place, and rotating the same twenty or so meals, you get tired and sick of it all –even if they are five stars restaurant worthy dishes. I’m a terrible cook, and the student kitchens are literally another circle of hell. Of course we could order food, but that took forever to get here since Acadia Academy is so detached from civilization. On my best days, I join Bibah in the kitchens and help keep her company as she does all the work. On m