(I thought quarantine would allow me to write more of this, but all it brought was procrastination. I'm getting dangerously close to having been writing this for a year, and I don't want to say I've been writing a jojo fanfic for a year. That would be cringe. Instead, I am going to try to finish this story to the best of my ability in the next few months.)

(A formal apology to the reviewer that asked for more frequent updates.)

Jordan inhaled deeply, and crouched to face his mirror. He stared into his own blue eyes, his gaze shaking with fear. He lifted up his finger, and brought the film closer to his eye. It came ever closer, and his vision was blocked. He only saw his own finger reaching for his eye. He threw the contact aside.

"Fuck that," He said. He put his glasses on. He moved onto finalizing everything: combing the last strands of his hair down, making sure his suit looked in place, and straightening the tie. It was soon he got a call from Melvin.

He charged out of his bathroom, immediately being grappled by his mother, Rose. She ignored his protests of messing up his combed hair as she cried, "I can't believe you managed to get a date freshman year!"

Then he stumbled out onto the yard, where he ran into the backseat of a car where he met a similarly dressed up Donny Falcon and Melvin Moranis.

"Lookin' good, Jojo!" Donny elbowed him, "Glad you decided to ride with us to the dance. That way I could ruin your look before you meet your girlfriend!" He feigned another attack against his hair before laughing at him. Jordan was taking time to soak up seeing Donny without his sunglasses.

Melvin was in a penguin suit with a bow tie, keeping his glasses like Jordan. He asked the two of them, "you think I look better with or without the glasses?"

"With," Jordan said, "I'm just not used to looking at you without them."

"Yeah, plus they hide your abnormally small eyes," Donny said.

Then Jonas leaned back, snapping to get their attention, "ok, settle down boys," He said, "Look at me now. You kids know the rules?"

"Well technically, the rule was not to go to the dance at all," Donny pointed out one last time before being shut up by his friends.

"If a stand user shows up, call me immediately," He began, "Don't ever draw out your stand, and if you see a stand user and you don't know if they've been cubed or not, then leave."

"The rest of the stand users still don't go to dances," Melvin said, "So we should be fine."

"Yeah yeah," Jonas took the wheel, "Just remember to tell me when something happens."

Upon arriving at the school, the three boys took a deep breath and marched in unison to their school's multipurpose room. Melvin's date, Goth, was the first to be seen. She was, of course, in a dark black dress.

"Can't we go somewhere cool?" She asked.

"I slipped the DJ a fiver to get him to play any song from a random punk band, but that's all that's in my control."

When the two were walking, Jordan looked at Donny. Donny immediately said, "don't worry, I know cool kids hanging out in the back," He grabbed Jordan by the shoulder, "I just want you to know, Jojo. When I first attacked you in a skate park, I never thought I would be seeing you here. Outside a multipurpose room, next to a long line, waiting to get in a room full of crowded people-"

"-yeah, you're kind of reminding me why I was a bit nervous to do this."

"Jojo," Donny interrupted, "you convinced me to go to a dance. Never forget that." He fist bumped Jordan, then slinked off.

And Jordan was there alone. He looked at the cars pulling up, each one making his heart pound more and more with anticipation. And then that one car pulled up. Out came May, in a blue dress with her hair done up in a beautiful ponytail. She saw him, and they both began walking up to each other.

They stood in front of each other, saying nothing for a good ten seconds. Jordan thought to himself, tell her she looks beautiful, you idiot! Then May said, "you look great!"

"Shit," Jordan said.

May recoiled, "what is something wrong?"

Jordan panicked, "oh, no, no! I just-I wanted to tell you that you were beautiful first. Which you are. Also, thank you."

She smiled at him, "You also look like you're about to piss yourself." Jordan had nothing to say to that.

They then waited in line for 15 minutes to get inside. The entire line also moved under the small bits of cover provided by the edges of the roof above classroom buildings as it began to rain. Once they finally got inside, they went in the photo booth and took pictures, which cost five dollars.

The dance floor in general was chaotic. For one, Jordan could hear a distant chance of "MELVIN! MELVIN! MELVIN!" From what seemed to be a dance circle. Donny was discussing with Lars Murphy over whether or not the drinks were already spiked. Cole had a rose picked for his date, and she was currently in tears for how beautiful it was.

To summarize about an hour of homecoming action, Jordan danced with his date awkwardly for about 15 minutes before getting into deep conversation on the bleachers with her, and occasionally talking to the other kids he met in the year so far. At one point, someone pointed out how weird it was that it was only the start of December despite it feeling a lot longer than that. Then Jordan had to go to the bathroom, and excused himself.

He had to go out of his way to avoid a bathroom with a huge amount of drugs in it (on the suggestion of May) and went into a relatively clean, empty bathroom around the middle of campus (The MP, and the dance, is at the edge of the campus).

He looked in the mirror. Still looking sharp. He was about to go to the urinal when he heard the door open. He saw a pretty tall kid, with buzz cut hair and a sports jacket on. He looked familiar, but Jordan couldn't put his finger on it.

"Uhh, hi," He said.

"Sorry," Jordan stopped staring, "Just didn't expect anyone else to be in here." He walked over to the urinal.

Then he stopped. He looked back over to the jock, who froze. Jordan looked in his eyes. They were green. Looking at the big, muscular build and stocky face, he knew who it was. The jock looked like he figured it out.

"What's up, freshman?" Roman asked.

Stand User: Roman Stratus

Stand name: Cha Cha Slide

Power: C

Speed: C

Durability: B

Precision: B

Range: D

Potential: A

Stand ability: He can move anything anywhere as long as he can focus on it and it's within about 10 feet of him.

Roman smiled. He thought that Jordan and his crew would be searching for him. After all, they had been for a few weeks since the fight with Jonas. Knowing no stand users go to places where there are huge, tight groups, and anyone could be there, he thought it was safe for him to have fun with some girls after crashing in his friend's houses for the past few weeks.

Then Jordan's team showed up, and he thought he was done for. But once they split up and got with their dates, Roman knew that fate was on his side! Clearly, it had aligned in such a perfect way so that he could find Jordan again, and finally put an end to the invading outsider! He got the stand arrow from his car, and now he was ready to end Jordan Johannes!

And so, he was staring him down, a few feet away from each other in an empty school bathroom, far away from where everyone is. He said with a smirk, "Listen here, you lit-"

"YATA!" Jordan's stand exploded forward, launching an attack right at him. Cha Cha Slide was able to block the first attack, but he wasn't able to block the barrage.

"YATATATATATATA!"

It was so powerful that the sink behind Roman shattered into five different pieces. But to Jordan, Roman was gone. Roman crept up from behind him, having used his stand ability, and thought to himself, is this really that same punk I saw that first day at school? He's so-

Jordan turned his head around, staring him down from the edge of his sight. Champion's read boot stretched around, and launched another barrage of "YATATATATA!" At Roman. He was thrown back, not given enough time to focus and teleport out of its path.

He teleported on top of a toilet in the nearest stall before being attacked again. He tried to make his panting quiet. He knew it only bought him seconds, but he needed time to think.

That's a really fucking fast stand, he thought, how am I supposed-

A red hand punched a hole through the stall, flying past Roman's face. Another hand ripped the stall door off the hinges and went for another attack against Roman. He teleported to the next stall.

"YATA! TA! TA! TA! TA!"

Champion beat down each of the doors with wild attacks, hoping to force out Roman from a hiding spot. He teleported back to the middle of the bathroom. The arrow appeared in his hand. He lunged at Jordan, but he was ready. Jordan remembered Jonas saying that once you have a stand, the Arrow is basically just a knife. Another attack came toward Roman, but his stand finally fully appeared.

It was somewhat robotic, but only in its general aesthetic. Silver armor covered a green mass of ooze that was its interior, and you could see it through the joints and bends it had. It had no legs, and just seemed to be a floating body with a tall, thin head and long, stringy arms.

There was a large, intimidating jock with a stand that was stringy and built for evasion, compared to a short, thin dork with a powerful, muscular wrestler as his stand. Roman saw this, and it frustrated him. He hated his own stand, but it was unlikely to change.

Cha Cha Slide grabbed Champion's arm, and Roman tried to plunge the arrowhead into Jordan. Instead, Jordan ran forward and drove his knee into roman's stomach, knocking him back. Then, Champion broke free and sent Roman's stand flying.

Jordan reached for his phone, and went to speed-dial Jonas. As soon as he flipped it open, it teleported into Roman's hands. He snapped it in half. He looked tired, his hair already unkempt and his face bleeding. He was panting, but so was Jordan.

"Ok, freshman," Roman panted, "You got...tough."

"SHUT UP!" Jordan screamed, "Why won't you fucks just leave me alone?!"

"YATATATATATATA!" More of the bathroom was destroyed as Roman attempted to dodge the attacks. Mirrors shattered and sinks shattered as Roman took an occasional sock from Champion.

"I thought a girl that liked me was trying to kill me!" Jordan screamed, "I had to rely on a friend to keep me from being burned alive!"

Cha Cha Slide managed to block a few attacks, and chop at Champion a few times, though Roman was once again knocked through the stalls of a toilet. The lights in the room flickered wildly.

"You followed me for days! And I didn't even know!" He grabbed at his hair, "How was I supposed to know?! You don't just naturally look for that shit!"

Roman was now crawling on the ground, teleporting away from Jordan's wrath as it tore apart the tiles beneath it.

"I have friends! I have a girlfriend! I'm at homecoming! Why can't you just leave me the fuck alone you PSYCHOPATH?!"

He looked down at his hands. His knuckles were dripping blood onto the only part of the bathroom still intact. He looked around at what he had done, and felt panic set in.

Roman, bloodied and battered, hoisted himself on the wall. He spit blood into the only toilet not spilled out. "Ok, freshman," He gasped, "You had your tantrum. I can see…" He coughed "that the stand users of Riverford have not been kind to you."

Jordan glared at the jock.

"But if that's the case, then why don't you just leave?" Roman asked.

"Tell my mom I've been chased by people with ghost powers?" He looked at his hands, and saw that Champion was already healing them. He said to Roman, "This isn't you, Roman."

He blinked, "What are you talking about?"

"This isn't you. You're being fucking mind controlled, man."

Roman laughed.

"I'm serious," Jordan stammered, "Every time we beat up a stand user, this black cube thing comes out of their head, and then they don't want to fight us anymore. And we know what it's coming from. It's from a stand called-"

"99 Problems."

Jordan stopped. He looked at Roman, who was staring lazily into the abyss with glazed eyes. Jordan didn't understand. How he was thinking about the whole situation differently.

"You can beat the living shit out of me," Roman said, "And the cubes will leave my brain," He managed to lift himself onto his feet, "But it won't change what I do." He put a finger to his ear, "They'll just go right back in."

Jordan shook his head, "You don't know that."

"Yes I do," Roman growled. He began walking toward Jordan. His green aura was sparking around him, large blots of purple tainting it.

Jordan's own aura began appearing. He panted, "Ok. Then I'm going to beat the shit out of you indefinitely," CHAMPION appeared beside him, "Until you tell me the user of 99 Problems. And I'll beat he shit out of him, too!"

CHAMPION charged forward, throwing a punch at Roman. Cha Cha Slide blocked it perfectly. Another attack was launched, and another blocked. Then several swings were thrown at Jordan and his stand, and each one landed. Jordan was thrown back into the wall.

"You really used up a lot of stand power during that fight," Roman said.

Jordan bolted right, and opened the door to get out of there. In a second, he was moved 15 feet back, and Roman smashed his head into the sink. His glasses shattered into the bowl.

"Give up, freshman," Roman pulled the Arrow from his belt, hoisting it up in preparation to stab Jordan in the back. Before he could, Jordan grabbed the pieces of glass in his hand, and Champion charged them with a blue energy. When he opened it up, they exploded from his hand like a shotgun, landing in Roman's face before he was able to stab Jordan.

Jordan dodged out of the way. Roman grabbed his face, now bloodied as tiny pieces of glass were lodged deep in his face. Champion exploded outward, punching him across his injured face. Cha Cha Slide, similarly injured, wasn't able to see Jordan's attacks. So, he used up any energy he had left for one last barrage.

"YATATATATATATATATATATATA!"

The last hit knocked the cubes out of Roman's head. He stood up for a few moments, blinking rapidly, before falling on his back. Jordan grabbed his own chest, feeling his rapidly beating heart. He didn't even think to grab the Arrow as he hastily stumbled out of the bathroom.

When he got through the door, the school was still empty. It seemed nobody had heard what was happening. He heard the music in the distance. He could barely see. When he began to run, his legs immediately burned from the amount of energy he just burned fighting Roman. So he limped forward, grabbing the wall to help him get back to the MP.

And while he walked along, the cubes scattered across the broken bathroom floor slowly moved themselves back into Roman's ear.

Stand user: Jordan Johannes

Stand name: Champion

Power: C

Speed: A

Durability: C

Precision: A

Range: D

Potential: B

Ability: So far, Jordan has discovered that his stand can transfer energy into objects, temporarily (or indefinitely) become someone else's stand when he compliments them, and slowly heal his injuries.