Anthony darted to the dining hall, hoping Azai didn't have too much trouble keeping up with him. The combination of his height and athletic muscle memory caused him to speed walk. There isn't any strolling on the court. Anthony ducked as he entered the dining hall and slid in line accompanied by Azai. He looked around at everyone talking. Some looked cool, others not so much but he attempted to remain optimistic. 

“Looks like is just you and me for now. Two days ago I would've told you that this was my dream.” Anthony said shaking his head. Back home Anthony felt jaded. He could have anything he wanted. He could befriend anyone at school. He could get any girl he pleased. He could even sell out and get all the material items he could ever ask for. Anthony wanted none of it. This he was sure of. He thought he wanted to be alone to pursue the things he loved without the leeches. The truth was what he really wanted was people who cared about him, and not his position on the school's all-time scoring list. Anthony's brood session was cut short when the line began to move.

“Something tells me this place is going to be really interesting. Hopefully the transition isn't rough.” He continued, noting some of the rougher kids roaming the dining hall. “But for once I'm actually a little excited. My life was bland. Basketball, Basketball, Basketball. I bet having friends is nice.” He laughed. He had laughed more times in the past 10 minutes than he had in the past 3 years. “Which brings me to my next point. My case worker asked me about roommates. I told him I didn't know anyone. Now I do. I'm pretty sure you're not an axe murderer or anything but who knows, I'm willing to take the risk. What do you say?”