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Marshmallows and psychos

Chapter 2.

In essence the building was quite small. Too small to hold lots of psycho kids Malik thought. The police officers turned to them. The plumper one spoke up

" that's the registration office; go in and sign in. We already phoned in advanced so they know your coming."

Then both men turned back to the car and hastily left.

This was when Malik realised something... HE HADN'T ANY CLOTHES! How could he show off his marvellous mid-drift now!

There must have been a disturbing picture smeared across his face as Marik began to laugh manically

"Ahahahahah your Aha your face Pffft haha oh my ra haha you just realised that we're going to have to wear uniform haven't you! Ahahahahah!"

Marik then toppled over onto his bum and started to roll about clutching his stomach.

Malik flipped him off and walked firmly into the office. Right up to the counter. A plump young-ish woman smiled at him and said with a calming tone

"You must be one of the newbies, is that your brother out there?"

Malik nodded as he fought that he could trust her.

" the camp trip you'll be taking will be in around a day or two, so it gives you time to get to know the others that are coming with you."

She looked at Malik to see if he followed. He nodded for her to go on.

"Two of the boys have already come, they seem... Unusual to say the least. Oh and that reminds me, you unfortunately won't be aloud to stay with your brother. It's against the rules. Don't even try to skew them - I don't care if you have money - we already had to cope with one guy that tried to do that. Any away; here's your key and there's your brothers. To get to your room , which you'll be sharing with two other people, take the stairs and its the second on the right. HIS is across the hall. Ok?"

Malik nodded and the lady turned back towards her paperwork. He stepped out into the open once more. It seemed as though Marik had packet it in and was going to be sensible. NOT. Malik would sooner stop wearing make-up than Marik be sensible.

He sighed and walked over towards his deranged brother who was gnawing on his own cape. God knows why he wears that thing. Grasping the cruft of his meal Malik dragged his brother away. He stopped by the glass doors that led into the office and told him

" get. The. Fuck. Up. "

Marik looked at Malik with piecing amethyst eyes. Malik shivered and backed away consequently falling through the door. Marik laughed and malik began to cry. Abruptly Marik stopped laughing And bent down to comfort him.

"you always were a cry baby"

he said whilst hugging Malik. When Marik let go Malik gave him the key to his room and urged him to follow him to the stairs.

They climes the stairs two at a time so that they could see the other two that had already come. What kind of psychos were they and what crimes they had done. The stair case was narrow but the corridor that had the room doors on was even smaller. All the walls were white washed and there was a off cream carpet with some stains on it that Malik would like to believe was wine but looked more like blood.

There were six rooms upstairs. The two on the furthest side looked like bathrooms. One at the fount looked like a common room and the one on the other Side looked more clean so Malik supposed it to be a staff room. The two other doors were worn and had dents and nail marks scraped into them.

Marik got out his key and inserted it into the lock. Once he had entered the room Malik tried knocking on his. This was for he knew some one could be in there and it would just be embarrassing to walk in on someone.

The door creaked open. A shy boy stood behind. He had a unusual purple pink shade of eyes; they looked so clear, shinny and full off life. Malik would go as far to say they were like a pandas. He was very short and seemed to be wearing some sort of school uniform.

Though these features stricken Malik as weird they did not compare to his hair. It was black and was spiked into five points looking like a star. At the tips of the points the hair was died the same purple as his eyes and faded out towards the head. The bangs were a fluorescent yellow that were also spiked; but they still covered all of his forehead.

Malik realised that they had been staring at each over for quite some time so he began to speak

"Hey, I'm mal-"

BANG. Malik was cut off mid sentence. The noise had come from the other room. Malik had turned his head slowly and the other boy tried to look at the other door.

Marik and another boy similar to the other fell out of the door. They were screaming at each over and arguing over looks. All Malik could think about doing was laugh. He sniggered at first. Soon hearing the other boy also giggling and now they were both reeling in laughter. How could those two begin to argue in under five minuets?

Then the boy beside Malik wiped a tear and said

" I think we better go into the common room and introduce ourselves."

They all nodded and single file strode into the room.

There were two three seater red leather couches. In the far corner there was a old tv that looked over fifty years old. It was connected to a Video player and by the side of it was a small pile of U rated videos. The back window was bared and had a small vase of daisies resting on it.

Malik flopped onto the closes couch and hooked his legs on the stained coffee table. Marik came and flopped on top of Malik making him puff out. The other two boys sat calmly on the other side.

" well then, I guess we should start with names, I'm Yami."

The tallest on said.

"And I'm Yugi!"

The other boy said.

Malik looked at the two boys wondering how such goody two shoes got to be where they his thought track was Brocken by his brother.

"Ahaha, hey Yugi,Yami, I am Marik Ishtar! Do you want a hug?"

Yugi was about to lean in when Malik realised what was going to happen.

"NO! Don't hug him!"

He blurted out

" sorry, but we have to hide more body's the more he hugs. My names Malik, by the way."

Yugi and Yami nodded in approval. Never hug Marik. You just don't do it.

Marik look intensely disappointed. He then shifted off of Malik

"So... Why are you here?"

Yugi asked innocently.

Malik looked at Yugi wide eyed then quickly looked at his brother as he began to tell there story...

" well, we were in the car and binki boy was all like arguing with his reflection. I was getting pissed and ended up crashing into a police car. They searched for drugs but only found a ton of cardboard boxes filled to the brim with stolen ladies underwear! Ahahahah"

He finished the story grinning, along with Yugi and Yami; however Malik was grimacing. Then Yami began to tell their tale.

" we were in school as we normally are, when someone tried to hurt Yugi. I wasn't going to let that slip. So I went and played a game with him."

Yami sat back and let Yugi take it from there.

" He mind crushed the bully and we where both sent here for psychotic mind powers."

Malik thought that these two were crazy. God only knows what they thought of them. Then Yugi spoke

" come on let's go back into our dorms, I bet you are excited to know what the uniform is like!"

They all smiled and nodded. It dawned upon Malik that this wasn't going to be as serious as he first thought.