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Mike's P.O.V.

"I hate when Mal does this. Why does he feel the need to make me freak out?" I asked aloud.

"He finds it funny." Manitoba Smith told me.

"Ey Yo, I don't get why you care so much." Vito said, leaning back in his seat. "I'd be more worried about that hair of yous."

I looked up at my spikes. "What's wrong with them?"

"They ain't going to attract the ladies, that's what." Vito explained.

Svetlana twirled in the room they played Go Fish in. "Mal told Svetlana that he needs to show something to Mike."

"Finally! Maybe I can take back the body while he's concentrated on me." I said standing up.

"Or maybe I could! It would be nice for once if I could get a chance at the ladies." Vito said. Everyone, including me, stared at him with their eyebrows raised. "Well, fine. I guess not then. "

I ran out the door to the field of brain outside the room. I never liked the idea of everything being on a wet, sticky brain. It was kind of gross, but I've grown use to it.

The mirror was up, but it was widened and taller now, like a movie screen, but a little smaller.

"Hello little bug-eyed freak!" Mal greeted me with a chuckle. "I see you got here safe and sound. Drat."

"Haha very funny. What did you need to show me, Mal?" Whenever I said his name I made sure it dripped with poison.

"Just a little something I figured you might like to see." Mal chuckled and I narrowed my eyes at him. His picture closed and Zoey was on-screen now.

The first thing I saw was her looking up in the math classroom, then I saw her opening her eyes in some place. Was that a closet, a janitor's closet at school? Why was she there? What was Mal in there with her?

"Watch a movie or we can play a game or something." Zoey said from the screen. It looked cut off in the middle of it. What was Mal trying to prove to me? Was he trying to warn me?

'I should be trying to take over!' I mentally face-palmed myself. I focused on trying to take over, closing my eyes and everything.

It wouldn't work, so I figured I should finish watching the clips.

Zoey turned around, her arms open for a hug. The video bent down to her face and it turned black, his eyes closed. The screen turned back to Zoey's face, Mal was away from her, but her eyes were still closed, her mouth still slightly puckered. Her eyes opened and she seemed confused for a moment.

The video turned black, but not like he closed his eyes. The video was over. I absorbed what I had watched.

"So what do you think? A day to tear a girl from her boyfriend. That isn't too bad, is it?" Mal's face had reappeared on the screen.

"I don't believe a second of it!" I lied to him. I didn't know what I believed. He couldn't just conjure up whatever could he? And if he could, why not use something that would convince me more? Mal kissed Zoey. She didn't pull away.

"Alright, ask her yourself." Mal grinned at me.

Zoey was on the screen again. "He's nice. He's good enough for me."

That didn't make any sense. Mal was nice? Impossible.

Mal was on the screen again. "How about now?"

"Pah! It's phony!" I replied after a moment of thinking. I shook my head, trying to actually reassure myself. I crossed my arms together.

Mal straightened himself. He frowned like he didn't know what to do now. I knew it! He was trying to trick me. Then he grinned again. "Fine, ask her in real life."

Everything went black for a second and I found myself sitting on my couch. "Yes! Finally!" I looked down on my lap to see my phone, Zoey's contact information looking right back at me, ready to press call.

I gulped. Mal was serious. He intended for me to call her. That meant Mal had kissed Zoey for real then. How could he? How could she?!

I pressed call and pressed the phone to my ear. It might be one thing to cheat on a guy with multiple personalities, but it was another to cheat on him with his own personality! Granted, Zoey has never cheated on me, but she should never!

"Hello? Mal if this is you-" Zoey said on the other line.

I cut her off, "It's Mike, it really is."

"Oh thank goodness." Zoey sighed.

"Did you kiss him?" I blurted out. I covered my mouth with my hand even though she couldn't see.

"What? No! Well, yes, but I didn't-!"

"How could you? I mean, Mal of all people? Even of all my personalities?" I shouted through the speaker of the phone.

"Mike! Why would you just assume that I did on my will? You know Mal!"

"I saw it! I saw it with my own two eyes. Mal showed me!"

"But I didn't know it was him! He faked it! He pretended it was you!" Zoey spluttered out.

I didn't reply. I ended the call and threw my phone against the wall. I heard a crack, but I didn't care. Chester normally dealt with this stuff for me. Why wasn't he here now? I wasn't use to being so angry and frustrated.

I screamed out loud.

Zoey's P.O.V.

What was with Mike? Why would he just assume that I would betray him like that?

I screamed into my pillow. I'd have to see him later. The first chance I get.

Mal's P.O.V.

This was fun.

Zoey's P.O.V.

In the middle of the night I got up, quietly. I wanted to see Mike as soon as I could, my parents wouldn't notice if it was 2 in the morning.

I slipped on my jacket and put on some sneakers. I exited my room and crept down the hall to my front door. I grabbed my dad's keys from the table by the door and ran out. Making sure to close the door and lock it quietly.

I ran down the street. Eventually I made it to Mike's neighborhood and climbed up the side paneling on his house. I looked through the window and there was Mike sleeping in his bed. He looked so cute.

Suddenly, Mike's face changed and his hair pulled back. He turned to Vito in his sleep? That's odd, I always thought that he could only change at those set times. What ever made him change like the fedora on his head or his shirt being torn off.

I shook my head and knocked on his window. He moved and changed into Chester, shaking his fist in the air. I couldn't help but giggle.

I knocked on the window again and he bolted up right. I knocked again to gain his attention. Mike turned around and looked at me. Except, it wasn't Mike. It was Mal again. Mal glared at me with the one eye that showed.

I frowned back but knocked again anyway. Mal moved around until he got up and opened the window. The boy was wearing a white tank top and blue shorts. It didn't look like something Mal would pick to wear.

"What do you want?" Mal's voice was tired and not as hateful as normal. He yawned, which added on to the endless things he seemed to be surprising me with. Yawning seemed like a thing he would try to hide, something that might make him seem 'weak.' But he didn't seem to care.

"I came here to talk to Mike." I told him, struggling to stay standing on virtually nothing.

"Wait until morning. It's only me at night." Mal shrugged.

"That doesn't make sense." I lost balance for a second, Mal just stared, and continued. "I've seen Mike at night and he wasn't you."

"Ever since he tried to get rid of us, I've been in control at night time. He gets control at day. Of course, I'm sure he could get control at night too because I can at day."

"You make it seem like he hated his personalities. 'Tried to get rid of them.'"

"He hated me. He tried to get rid of me." Mal continued to look bored.

"If you didn't act the way you did, I'm sure he wouldn't haAAA!" I tipped over backwards. I felt myself start to fall and I braced myself for impact.

I felt something grab my hand and pull me up. Mal was right up in my face.

"Do you think I wanted to be like this? I just like to be like this? Mike created me." Mal laughed out loud. "I am just another part of Mike. And one day, I intend to change this."

Mal finally pulled me into the room and threw me on the ground. I rubbed my shoulder, it hurt with that being the only thing Mal was holding me up with.

Mal closed the window and turned around. I looked up at him and smiled maliciously at me.

Ooooh! Cliffhanger! I actually have no idea what's going to happen. I didn't plan this far...

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