1It was raining today. As it usually did. I had been assigned a room with a boy named Mello. He looked more like a little girl then a boy though. He had golden chin length hair, a small structure, and blue-green eyes. He wore a baggy black shirt and black sweat pants. He had an eerie feeling to him . . . I suppose it could have been because of all the kids giving me strange looks and smirks when Mello first approached me.

I sat there in silence, watching Mello clean his side of the room. I had the side by the window, which was good, since I enjoy watching the events going on outside. Below the window, there was a view of the court yard. I hadn't been down there myself, but I had time to explore tomorrow. I looked up at the clock above the window. 23:45. I suppose I'd stay up a little bit longer. I wanted to know what this 'Mello' boy was about.

"Hey," I said.

He turned and looked at me. He didn't look to happy, "What do you want?"

I was surprised by his tone. I quickly replied with, "I.. I'm Matt. Nice to meet ya."

"Yeah. I know. Shut up and go to sleep." He didn't seem too impressed with me.

"Don't you--" I was cut off.

"Ok kid. I don't care who you are or why you're here. Also, figure out the place by yourself, I'm not gonna help you."

I cocked my eyebrow and got in bed. That's what he wanted right. I didn't speak to him for the rest of the night.

I was awakened by a pounding on the door. It seemed someone was here. I looked at Mello's bed. He was still sleeping. I sat up and rubbed my eye, I knew it was useless' I would still be blind as a bat, but I did it anyway. I felt around for my glasses and then put them on. The pounding continued.

" Ok. Ok. I'm comin'," I said. I got to my feet and opened the door. A little boy stood there. He didn't look more then five or six, but the white hair caught me though.

"Yes?" I asked.

"So you're that new guy?" He asked. He sounded about five or six as well.

I shrugged my shoulders, "I guess."

"Good. Is Mello in there?"

"Yeah.." I suppose I sounded a bit said when I said that because he gave me a pitiful look.

"Don't listen to anything Mello says to you. He's an ass." I gave him a look. I don't think five year olds should be saying such things.

He pushed me aside a little and looked in, "MELLO!" he yelled.

Mello flopped up. He looked almost like a fish, " Whaaaattt?" He shuck his head.

"Oh god. Near, what are you doing here."

"First off, it's 9:30, time for breakfast. Second off, I wanted to greet the new guy. Would you be kind enough to tell me his name, Mello?" He sounded if I was incapable of saying my own name. He gave me a look.

"Hell if I know. Ask him," Mello laid back down.

Near looked at me.

"Oh right. My name.. It's Matt." I managed to say.

He flipped a notepad out of his pocket and looked at me, " It's says here your name is Mail Jeevas." He pronounced it wrong.

"It's Mail... as in m-i-l-e." I growled. He cocked an eyebrow as if to say, 'my way is better.'

"Mello. Are you coming or staying?" He asked.

"Staying if you're gonna be there."

"Ok Mail, come on." He pronounced it wrong again. I was about to say something, but let it go.

END CHAPTER 2