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Mal Meets the Rebel	By : Bloodylilcorpse Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 3619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Roxanne's Pov:
You know what...As I was walking out of the office, a thought suddenly just struck me, and I smile to myself like a smug little pug on a rug. Why I hadn't thought of that while I was in the office, I'll never know, so I turn around to step back in front of the office, and I quickly tap on the door firmly, and again Mrs. Woods tells me to enter, and again I do just that. Almost like deja vu you'd think.
I walk up to her desk with a sly smile on my face to say, "Oh Mrs. Woods..."
"Yes. What is it?.." She turns her attention from her computer screen back to me and smiles. "Back so soon I see. What can I do for you, dear?"
My grin gets even bigger yet as I lean over the desk, and whisper my reply.
At first, she was like, "What?!", but when I explained the situation and my little problem, she smiled and said, "Yes, honey. There is one in the nurse's office, just be sure to tell Nurse Nancy I sent you."
I jumped up with excitement as I clapped, and then said, "Who is Nurse Nancy?...I don't think I've met her yet."
"Nurse Nancy Jones is this facility's health and care provider. Her office is just outside this door on the left. You can't miss it, hon." She informs me then her eyes instantly go back to her screen once again.
"Okay, thanks again. I'll come back, and harass ya later then." I replied with a smile as I turn around to head back out the door.
"You're welcome. Anything you need, don't be afraid to ask." She says with a wink.
I winked back at her as I waved, and let the door close on its own, and then I head back to my cell. I wanted to be quick before I ran into any more idiots on the way, so I weaved in and out of the crowds of guys that were just standing around talking and laughing.
Within minutes I made it back to my cell that I shared with Mal, and I started to grab my things and what I needed for when I go visit Mrs. Jones. It was then that I discovered that I wasn't alone. I could feel someone or something else here with me. It made my very skin crawl just thinking about it. I stopped what I was doing, and turn around to find the source of my fears. It was Elliot. He was bent over Mal's bed frantically groping around his things as if he was searching for something very important.
I'm not sure if it was fear or just plain, old reflexes, but I slowly reach into my pocket and pull out my switchblade. With it in hand, I call out to Elliot, and say, " Hey!...What are you doing in here?...If Mal catches you in his stuff, you're gonna be dead, you know that right?!.."
He jumps with a start, hitting his head on the top bunk, and then turns around to face with an annoyed look on his face, but as soon as I mentioned Mal's name, I could see the hint of fear in his eyes. Then he saw my knife and stiffened up.
"I wasn't doing anything...Why are you in here then?.." He said trying to put on a tough front, but it wasn't working on me. I could see right through that act any day of the week.
"Uh huh, right...I'm in here because this my cell, unfortunately. But still, haven't answered my question." I say with little indifference as I continued to stare him down.
"L-look down cut me, okay?!.. You got me. Okay..I was snooping, and I was trying to get even with Mal for all the awful things he's done to me for the past few days. You don't know him like I do. He's evil!...He loves hurting everyone around him, and he gets off to making everyone else's lives miserable. You should stay away from him!" He said as he started blubbering like an idiot.
I actually kind of felt sorry for the dweeb, but I didn't have time for this. I had things to do, and not much time to get them done either, so I sighed as I said, " Look, I don't know what happened between you and Mal, but if you were smart you'd get out of here real fast...I mean real fast... Especially if you want to keep all your limbs and vitals in check. As for me, I can't get out of this shared cell situation, no thanks to Chris McLean. I'm just stuck with it until I can figure something out. Until then, I'll be fine on my own...But you-"
Before I could finish, I heard voices coming down the hall towards us. I look at Elliot, and I could see the fear welling up inside him, and again out of reflex, I instantly grab his arm and shove him toward my bed.
"Quickly. Get under the bed, and don't make a sound until everyone is gone." I said in a low tone of voice as I let go of his arm, and put my blade away.
Within seconds after Elliot barely had enough time to crawl under the bed, Mal shows up as I make myself look busy. I went back to getting my things ready before the whole situation with Elliot being in here. As I pick up the last of my things that I will be using, I hear Mal drop onto his bed which creaked under his weight when his body connected with it.
I turn around to take my leave, but as soon as I do Mal happens to look up and notice, so he says,"Where do you think you're going?...Leaving me already?...I thought we had something special here, Red."
I laugh as I roll my eyes, and reply, "I couldn't get rid of you even if I wanted to, but don't worry I'll be back soon enough."
He eyeballed my stuff in hand, and says with a drawl, " Taking a shower without me?...Aren't you afraid the other guys will jump on you without me around to protect you?...Just to set the record straight, I'm not your knight-in-shining-armor here to save you. I'm the king of juvie.."
"I'm sure you think you are Mal, and yes, yes I am taking a shower, but by myself. I don't need some pervert like you looking at me while I'm trying to bathe in peace." I retort back at him.
His smile cracks and he bursts into laughter, and says, "Pervert?!...Me?!...You were looking at my cock, remember?... Did you like what saw, princess?...Big enough for you?.."
I let out a sigh, and try to collect myself as I spat back at him, "You were first looking at my breasts, so don't even go there!...And as for you little pencil-dick, it probably wouldn't even satisfy an inflated dummy, and I'm sure you've tried!.."
I could barely hear Elliot gasp under my bed, and I hope to God Mal didn't, because I would seriously feel bad for the little shrimp if Mal found him there.
Mal looked at me with a flabbergasted expression on his face for a moment which instantly turned to anger as he snapped back, "Well!...Your tits weren't that big anyway..."
"Good. They don't have to be! They're not for you!.." I said with little interest. "Later, Mal. I have a date with a shower."
"Wait, I'm not done with you!..." He said as he shot up from his bed.
"Well, I'm definitely done with you!" I said as I turned to leave out the door, but he grabs my arm and jerks me back around.
"I. Said. I. Wasn't. Done. With. You." He growls as he narrows his eyes at me. "I still haven't forgotten about our little trash fest this morning, and I'm not letting you get off so easily either. I'll have to come up with a suitable punishment for you, but in the meantime, I'll have to put you in your place here in my little kingdom of misfits."
I snatch my arm back and give him a very dark look as I say, "I think we've already had a similar conversation Mr. Mal. Don't push your luck with me. I think you know very well just what I'm capable of doing if you're not careful..."
He growls at me as he turns around and heads back to his bed.
"Just remember what I said." He stated.
I acted like I didn't hear anything and just left.
I was finally able to make it to the nurse's office, and as I go in and tell her my situation I had conveyed with Mrs. Woods earlier, she nods her head and shows me inside to a small private little bathroom with a sink and modest little mirror hanging above it. A quaint little walk-in shower and toilet that was in between the shower and the sink. I could not be happier when I saw that pint-sized bathroom. Finally some privacy...
When I finished getting cleaned up, I returned to my cell. There was no Mal, and taking a quick look around the place and under the beds there was no Elliot either. I sighed in relief. I could finally have a few more moments of peace and quiet to myself, and it was nice.
As I sat down on my bed, I ran my fingers through my still damp hair, I felt like there was something underneath me, so I get up to see what I sat on, and it was the manila folder. What was even more curious was the name on the folder. Mal.
Mal's Pov:
That girl is really starting to push her luck with me, and it's about time I put her in her place. She clearly doesn't know how things are run here, but she will soon enough. I've got other peons I should be more concerned about right now and not some foolish girl. Not to mention, Mike and his merry band of fools will probably be showing up any day now. I don't know if I can take another lame visit from them anytime soon.
I put those thoughts away, and as I finish up by drying off and quickly getting myself clothed as I head back to my cell. With my worn clothes balled up under one arm and my towel draped over my other shoulder, I walk into my shared cell, and I glance over in Red's direction to see that she's already retired for the day, and was curled up in a ball in her bed. I throw my unclean laundry into the nearby hamper, and crawl into bed, and lay there awake for a while. I don't usually sleep that much anyways, and when I do, its usually only for a few hours at a time.
I don't remember when it happened, but I had eventually drifted off to sleep, and I didn't remember much after that.
What's inside that manila folder labeled under Mal's name?...How'd it get there?...
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