Yay! We're finally here! Time for Mal!
Mal definitely wasn't a popular one out of the other five. There were a few Mal lovers though. Robbie Williams, for one, and Blake Denby. But they aren't an important part, Mal is.
Currently, Mal was sulking in the corner. Glaring at students, fading deeper into the shadows. When ever he rarely took control, he didn't cause trouble. What was the point? The principal already warned him there were people everywhere, watching and waiting. If he did one suspicious movement, he would be arrested and taken away back to Juvie in a snap.
Not that Juvie wasn't fun. Well, not really. He had done everything possible you could do in Juvie. It had lost it's touch. What never lost its touch, was terrorizing people outside the gated walls.
Mal was the same as Mike, not looking exactly the same like Manitoba, but he had learned to look like Mike exactly. No, he didn't bother with that anymore, but it just shows how tricky Mal can be and how Mal looked close enough to him. Svetlana, Manitoba, and Chester couldn't do it. There was a chance Vito could, all he had to do was straighten his hair, but there's no chance that was happening.
Mal was tan like Mike still, not that that had changed with any of the personalities. He had the black hair, but it poured over his forehead and covered his eye. His grin still had the crooked teeth, but his smile was full of darkness and malice, not with friendliness and nervousness like Mike.
Under his dark eyes, there were dark circles, that could be unnoticed if you didn't look closely, but they were a part of him that just made him look even darker. And that's how he wanted to seem. He didn't want to be happy like the others. Not scared like Svetlana got, it enjoyed him endlessly when he terrorized her back in Mike's mind though, or cool like Vito. No, he wanted to seem dark, he wanted to seem evil like he was. So as to warn everyone what he was capable of and be afraid, very afraid.
Zoey walked through the halls. She noticed a few people looking at a corner. It seemed kind of dark there. What were they whispering about. The students also seemed to be a lot more careful about who heard what they said. What had intimidated them from speaking their thoughts aloud like always?
Then, realization slammed into her. Dark corner, Mike no where to be seen. Mal took control again. Total control? She wouldn't know.
That was another thing. Have you ever wondered why Mike was in his head when Mal took control, yet he just couldn't remember anything when others did? Mike still had control when the others took control. But Mal, he knew how to take total control. Mike was tossed right back into the subconscious, instead of the middle.
Zoey stood to the side of the hall and narrowed her eyes to look at the corner. 'Darn these poorly lit halls and cheap schools.' She thought to herself.
Eventually, she saw the hunched shape of Mal. She bit her lip and walked away into Math. It made her nervous when Mal was around. He intimidated her. It felt different though. She couldn't understand it.
Mal wouldn't bother going to class. He'd rather be alone. Everyone's whispers were pointless. He could hear them. He could hear them better than they could hear themselves. He wouldn't let it get to him. If he did, he would never get another chance to have fun. He had to ignore it.
He wasn't going soft! Don't think that! He could care less about Mike or his social life. He could care less about Cameron or the Total Drama contestants. And especially Zoey! He had seen what people thought. The few stories and sites about the two of them. He didn't need anyone. It was one-sided if it was ever real.
He would go hide in the Janitor closet like he always did whenever he managed to gain control. And yes, he had total control. He enjoyed watching Mike run around in panic the first few minutes until Svetlana or Vito shut him up. He could endlessly torture Mike, but it didn't satisfy him enough. He might have to try something new.
The bell rang interrupting his thoughts and the halls cleared out. He stayed there for a few minutes and then walked out of his corner. Peering from side to side, looking a little insane actually.
He walked across the hall and peered into the math room. Everyone was concentrating on the test. Zoey looked up and he ducked out of view. He stood up out of view and shook his head.
Mal walked into the janitors closet and stared up and the bottles of disinfectant. "Zoey Petrarch. Hmmm." Mal broke into a grin. "Zoey Pet. My Pet Zoey."
Of course, at this time he started laughing evilly like most evil villain characters in stories and movies and such. I, as the narrator, hate my job.
I'm not the narrator. I hired someone I met a few chapters ago to do it for me. He's a hilarious guy. Hates his job. Ha-ha. Get back in your cell.
Anyway, now you understand why her name sounds so nasty. I didn't like it, but the name gave me an idea. I totally forgot Cameron's last name. We can just pretend that was a different Cameron. There's a Cameron Bellini, and a Cameron Wilkins. Yay! Give me ideas. I have on going, but I might need one later.
Thanks for reading! Please review. Sorry it was shorter, I'm hoping the rest will be as long as the last one.